"Speaking of which, Brother Chu — when is that kid Chu Xuanyuan getting out?"
Bai Long the Demonist posed the question once more.
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Patriarch of the Chu Heavenly Clan's expression shifted.
Because Bai Long's question was loaded with meaning.
He knew that the Chu Heavenly Clan couldn't truly hold Chu Xuanyuan. Unless Chu Xuanyuan was willing to stay, the clan had no way of keeping him confined.
So he had guessed that whenever Chu Xuanyuan chose to appear again was entirely up to Chu Xuanyuan himself — and had little to do with the Chu Heavenly Clan.
And the moment Chu Xuanyuan emerged, the Chu Heavenly Clan would undergo a tremendous transformation.
But after Bai Long the Demonist spoke those words, it wasn't just the Chu Heavenly Clan Patriarch whose expression changed — even the gazes of Han Peng and the others subtly shifted.
This was a question they truly did not know how to answer.
Bai Long the Demonist seemed to realize his words may have been somewhat inappropriate, so he did not press further. Before the Chu Heavenly Clan Patriarch could reply, his gaze drifted downward toward the stone path below, and he looked at Chu Feng:
"Is that young man Chu Xuanyuan's son, Chu Feng?"
"That is indeed Chu Feng," the Chu Heavenly Clan Patriarch confirmed.
"This Chu Feng has made remarkable progress. In the blink of an eye, he's already reached the fifth rank of Martial Immortal," Star Saint Monk said as he gazed at Chu Feng, admiration evident in his eyes.
"Fifth rank of Martial Immortal — among the younger generation, that's nothing to scoff at. What a pity, though..." Unlike Star Saint Monk's admiration, after sizing up Chu Feng, Bai Long the Demonist's words carried a completely different undertone.
"Brother Bai Long, what is there to pity?" Star Saint Monk asked.
"Had he been an ordinary young man, such cultivation would without a doubt mark him as a genius. But what a pity... a pity that he is Chu Xuanyuan's son. To be Chu Xuanyuan's son and possess only this level of cultivation at his age — it simply doesn't measure up."
"In my opinion, Chu Xuanyuan had better hurry up and have a few more children. Otherwise... I'm afraid there'll be no successor to carry on his legacy," Bai Long the Demonist said with a laugh.
Upon hearing these words, quite a few members of the Chu Heavenly Clan felt irritation welling up in their eyes.
After all, Chu Feng was already the most accomplished young member of the entire Chu Heavenly Clan — and yet Bai Long the Demonist's words were practically dripping with mockery. It was impossible not to feel displeased.
But displeasure was one thing; no one dared show it openly, much less say anything out loud.
"Brother Bai Long, don't say such things. Talent is a curious thing — some reveal it early, others reveal it late."
"Compared to Chu Xuanyuan's stunning debut back in the day, this Chu Feng has advanced with steady, unwavering progress. I believe this young man will accomplish great things in the future," Star Saint Monk said.
"Accomplish great things? Heh... Brother Star Saint, if this Chu Feng can activate four Bloodline Cultivation Arrays today, I'll give you this whisk right here." As he spoke, Bai Long turned his wrist, and a jade-green whisk materialized in his hand.
The moment everyone laid eyes on the whisk, their expressions shifted — for this whisk was a supreme treasure.