“Chu Feng, you bastard! To save those two, you’re ignoring my life? If you die, I won’t live either!” Seeing Chu Feng actually about to do something foolish, Dan Dan roared frantically.
“Dan Dan, stop lying to me. I’ve already asked around. After a Spirit World Master dies, the contract is indeed dissolved, but the Spirit doesn’t dissipate—it simply returns to the Spirit Realm.” Chu Feng smiled faintly, but his words were still full of guilt.
“Bullshit! What do they know? I, this queen, am sealed inside your body! If I could return to the Spirit Realm, I would have gone back long ago. Why would I have been stuck in your mental world all this time?” Dan Dan retorted angrily.
“Dan Dan, don’t say anymore. My mind is made up. You can blame me, because I am truly an incompetent master.” Chu Feng gave a bitter laugh. Then, the golden dagger in his hand transformed into a streak of golden light, slashing toward his own abdomen.
“Don’t~~~~~~~~”
At this moment, everyone who cared about Chu Feng had their mouths wide open, shouting this with heart-wrenching desperation. Even those with no connection to Chu Feng couldn’t help but close their eyes, unable to watch, because this strike by Chu Feng could be seen as a sacrifice made for all of them.
“Pa!”
Just as the golden light was about to land, an aged palm suddenly appeared, firmly gripping Chu Feng’s wrist and stopping his downward slash. At the same time, an elder’s chuckle rang out:
“Heh, you’re ruthless to yourself, aren’t you? Not even sparing your family jewels? Don’t you want to play with women? Don’t you want to have a son?”
Hearing this voice, Chu Feng’s expression changed. When he saw the elder before him clearly, he was instantly overjoyed.
The elder was clad in golden armor, his face bearing a kindly smile. The familiar appearance was exactly that of the mysterious senior Chu Feng had encountered before in the Hundred Canal Gully.
“Who is this?”
Meanwhile, everyone present was stunned. The elder’s appearance was too sudden; no one had even seen how he arrived. He was practically like a ghost.
And their shock stemmed not only from the elder’s unfathomable cultivation, but also from the fact that he wore the armor of the Qilin Prince’s Manor yet had intervened to save Chu Feng.
“Qi… Qi Fengyang!!!” Finally, someone cried out in alarm, recognizing the elder’s identity. The one who cried out was none other than Lin Ran, who had been about to deal Chu Feng a killing blow.
“What? Qi Fengyang! Could it be he’s the patriarch of the Qi clan of the Qilin Prince’s Manor?”
Hearing the name Qi Fengyang, almost everyone present gasped. Who was Qi Fengyang? He was one of the true top figures in Qingzhou.
The Qilin Prince’s Manor was divided into two clans: the Qi clan and the Lin clan. Ruling both was the Manor Lord. Thus, within the Qilin Prince’s Manor, the Manor Lord held the highest authority.
And aside from the Manor Lord, the figures with the highest strength and status in the Qilin Prince’s Manor were the patriarchs of the Qi and Lin clans. Lin Ran was merely a steward of the Lin clan, a rank below the patriarch. However, Qi Fengyang was the patriarch of the Qi clan, a rank higher than Lin Ran in terms of status.
Most importantly, Qi Fengyang had long ago stepped into the ninth level of Xuan Wu, a true peak of the Xuan Martial Realm. In terms of both status, position, and cultivation, he was a figure far superior to Lin Ran. Why would such a person appear here?
If Lin Ran had appeared here to help his godson Gong Luyun, then why was Qi Fengyang here? Why had he saved Chu Feng? Could he have come to help Chu Feng?