"Am I supposed to ask myself?" Chu Feng said with a faint smile.
"Young friend Chu Feng, I won't say much — just one piece of advice. Know the difference between what matters and what doesn't, and above all, know your place," Elder Yue Ling spoke again.
When those words left his mouth, many of the Heavenly Dao House elders nodded in agreement. As for the others, they remained silent — but Chu Feng knew that deep down, most of them were thinking the same thing.
"I, Chu Feng, may be the younger generation, but I am not fish on a chopping board. I will never let myself be carved up at someone else's whim. So no matter who it is — if they want me dead, I will absolutely not let them walk away."
As soon as these words left Chu Feng's lips, a piercing chill radiated outward, and the temperature in this stretch of sky and earth plummeted several degrees in an instant.
And because his Thunder Armor was still active, that chill was not merely cold — it was genuinely terrifying.
Forget the bystanders, even Elder Yue Ling — a sixth rank Martial Emperor — felt his expression tighten and his brow furrow deeply.
In that moment, he jolted awake as though from a dream. Even Xianyu Yin's uncle had been no match for Chu Feng — clearly, neither was he.
And if even he felt that way, the others were drenched in cold sweat. They had all come to a true realization of just how terrifying Chu Feng was. They had been so fixated on who Xianyu Yin's uncle's backer was that they had forgotten the sheer dreadfulness of Chu Feng's own strength. This was no ordinary member of the younger generation — this was a young man capable of slaying a sixth rank Martial Emperor.
So after sensing Chu Feng's killing intent, not one of them dared to speak.
"Furthermore, I'm well aware that all of you believe I shouldn't have killed Xianyu Yin's uncle. And the reason you think that is simply because you believe the Ancient Elves are not to be trifled with."
"But if that's how you see it, then it also means that deep in your hearts, you all think my claim — that the Ancient Elves are my allies and that Lord Luokong himself told me to kill Xianyu Yin's uncle — is nothing but a lie. You all think I, Chu Feng, was deceiving you." Chu Feng swept his gaze across the crowd once more.
This time, no one dared to meet his eyes. They may have thought exactly that, but not a single one of them had the courage to admit it.
"Facts speak louder than rhetoric. Whether or not I have been lying, you will all find out soon enough." Chu Feng spoke again.
Hearing this, everyone's nerves tensed yet again. The way Chu Feng had said it — so casually, so offhandedly — made it sound less like a lie and more like the truth. Could what he said actually be real? But if everything was true… that was almost too terrifying to contemplate.
In that moment, the way people looked at Chu Feng was not only filled with fear — a different sort of light had appeared in their eyes as well. Even those ancient monsters, those well-traveled elders on the verge of death, felt the same way.
This young man had truly earned their respect.
After delivering those words, Chu Feng paid the crowd no further attention. Instead, he took the Universe Bag from the body of Xianyu Yin's uncle, along with that Emperor Armament — the massive battle axe.
These were all possessions of the Ancient Elves. Even if Chu Feng didn't keep them for himself, he couldn't simply leave them be. He intended to return them to the Ancient Elves.
As for the corpse of Xianyu Yin's uncle, Chu Feng collected that as well. Regardless of everything, he was an Ancient Elf, and Chu Feng planned to hand the body over to the Ancient Elves for them to deal with. If the Ancient Elves said the corpse was his to do with as he pleased, all the better — after all, this was a sixth rank Martial Emperor. His origin essence was surely of excellent quality. Once Eggy awakened, it could be used for refinement.
In any case, the body was useful, and valuable at that.
"Young friend Chu Feng — that Emperor Armament in your hand… could it truly be the Coiling Dragon Rage Cleaver?" At that moment, Elder Huang Guan of the Hell House stepped forward, pointing at the weapon in Chu Feng's grasp.
First, he wanted to break the awkward tension in the air. Second, he was genuinely curious.
"I won't hide it from you, Senior. This is indeed the Emperor Armament that the Beast Emperor once wielded — the Coiling Dragon Rage Cleaver." Chu Feng nodded.
Hearing this, the expressions on everyone's faces shifted once more.