"Big Brother Chu Feng, the person I've admired most in my entire life is Lord Zhan Haichuan."
"But the person I admire second most — that's you."
Zhan Lingtong gazed at Chu Feng with eyes full of reverence.
"Lingtong, who is this?" Zhan Lingtong's sister, Zhan Lingling, asked curiously.
She was filled with curiosity about Chu Feng. She truly wanted to know who it was that had saved her from Yao Liutian — and at such a critical moment, no less.
"Sister, this is my Big Brother Chu Feng. He's no ordinary person — he comes from the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm," Zhan Lingtong said.
"The Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm?" Upon hearing those words, not only Zhan Lingtong's sister, but even another member of the War Clan, had their expressions change dramatically, shock written all over their faces.
What kind of place was the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm? It was somewhere that every single person in the War Clan Ancient Domain dreamed of entering.
Yet for them, even entering the War Clan Ancient Domain was an unattainable luxury.
In short, the people here yearned to enter the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm with the same desperate longing that the people of the Martial Sacred Land yearned to enter the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm.
It was equally out of reach.
"Benefactor, you… you truly come from the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm?" Zhan Lingling asked Chu Feng.
Although she still found it hard to believe, the fact that she called him "benefactor" alone spoke volumes of her deep gratitude.
"There's no need to call me 'you' like that — I'm not that old. Just call me Chu Feng," Chu Feng said with a smile. Zhan Lingling was several hundred years old, after all. If they were ranking seniority by age, she was far older than him.
"My apologies, it was rude of me. It's just that the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm — a place like that — it's truly…" Zhan Lingling said, somewhat embarrassed.
"I understand. This is a bit hard to believe, but I'm not deceiving you."
"Let's talk about this on the way back. I'm afraid that if we return too late, those refugees will suffer at your husband's hands," Chu Feng said.
"My husband? Refugees? What's going on?" Zhan Lingling's eyes were clouded with confusion.
"It's like this, Sister. When I was looking for Yue'er, I accidentally got captured by the Monster Clan and taken to the mines. Big Brother Chu Feng saved me."
"But the common folk of our Ancient War Clan were also trapped in the mines, forced into slavery. They begged Big Brother Chu Feng to rescue them, and seeing how pitiful they were, I promised to bring them along."
"But when we finally made it back to the clan after all that hardship, Brother-in-law blocked us at the gate and wouldn't let us in. He said those commoners were too lowly to set foot in our Ancient War Clan's territory," Zhan Lingling explained.
"He's gone too far."
"I'm going to have words with him about this."
Upon learning what had happened, Zhan Lingling showed no inclination to side with her husband. Instead, her face filled with anger, and she was the first to shoot off toward the Ancient War Clan's territory.
Seeing this, Chu Feng quickly followed, once again activating the Azure Dragon Swift Movement Technique.
After all, with him leading the way, they would arrive faster.
…
At that moment, within the Ancient War Clan's territory, Zhan Lingling's husband and the others who had been there before were still present.
However, all the human cultivators, including Zhan Lingtong's beloved Yue'er, had been driven out of the Ancient War Clan's territory.
They stood in midair like refugees — unable to advance, yet too reluctant to leave. A truly wretched sight.
"That bastard — I'll make him pay for this."
At that moment, Zhan Lingling's husband's face was covered in bruises, and traces of blood still hung from the corners of his mouth.
These injuries, of course, had been caused by Chu Feng. In truth, for martial cultivators of their caliber, such superficial wounds were minor. A few medicinal pills and they would heal.
But he absolutely refused to take any. Because… he intended to keep these wounds exactly as they were.
"My lord, we've already sent people to summon the Clan Chief. I'm sure the Clan Chief will arrive soon," someone said.
"Mm." Zhan Lingling's husband nodded, an eerie gleam flickering in his eyes.
"Zhan Quezhi, what's going on?"
"Where are Lingling and Lingtong?"
"What exactly happened?"
Suddenly, a shrill voice exploded through the air from nowhere.
At the same time, a figure materialized out of thin air, appearing before the crowd.