For instance, there was the time Chu Feng had, by coincidence, encountered people from the Flying Flower Sect.
Chu Feng had seized their treasures and slain their disciples.
Later, within that very city, he had crossed paths with the Flying Flower Sect Master and even defeated Zhao Xuanhe, among other things.
Naturally, he also recounted how their senior sisters, the Eight Sword Immortals of the Dao Sea, had initially berated him, only to shift their stance and protect him after seeing a certain token.
Most importantly of all, there was the moment of crisis when the Fairy of the Dao Sea descended like a goddess and annihilated the Flying Flower Sect entirely.
Nearly every single one of these events exceeded the expectations of these Dao Sea disciples.
The girls listened with unblinking eyes, completely captivated.
If anyone else had told these stories, they would have doubted every word, assuming the person was simply boasting.
What sane person would dare to publicly kill Flying Flower Sect disciples after already provoking them — without any backing to speak of?
Yet when Chu Feng told the tale, they harbored very few suspicions.
After all, Chu Feng had returned alongside their Master.
And he had earned their Master's approval.
Given that much, it seemed unlikely that Chu Feng would lie.
"Oh, right — I've actually been curious about something," Chu Feng said. "Why did your eight senior sisters' attitude toward me shift so dramatically once they saw that token?"
Even now, recalling the Eight Sword Immortals' reversal, Chu Feng still found it quite astonishing.
"That is because Master taught us that tokens must never be given away lightly."
"Whoever carries a Dao Sea token must be someone who has shown great kindness to our disciples, and all Dao Sea disciples are to treat that person as a benefactor."
Suddenly, a pleasant voice rang out from the void — it was Wang Yuxian.
"Little Junior Sister! Little Junior Sister, come quickly! Have Young Master Chu Feng tell you about his experiences."
"It's truly unbelievable. If he hadn't said it himself, I never would have believed something like this could happen."
"That's right, Little Junior Sister, come listen! Young Master Chu Feng's adventures are simply incredible."
The moment they spotted Wang Yuxian, the Dao Sea disciples grew excited, each one eager to share Chu Feng's stories with their youngest sister.
"Sisters, there will be plenty of time to talk about this later."
Wang Yuxian smiled, then turned to Chu Feng. "Young Master Chu Feng, Master would like you to come see her."
"Of course."
As he spoke, Chu Feng took to the air and followed Wang Yuxian to the Fairy of the Dao Sea's residence — a small palace nestled deep within the island.
The palace was refined but carried no sense of gilded grandeur.
Upon arriving, Wang Yuxian stopped at the entrance and gestured for Chu Feng to go in on his own.
"Master! Master!!!"
But just then, a string of frantic cries rang out.
Song Feifei and the others had come running after them.
However, they were accompanied by an unfamiliar face — another of the Fairy of the Dao Sea's disciples, one Chu Feng had never met before.
This woman was not concealing her cultivation, and Chu Feng could sense that she was powerful.
She was, in fact, a Second Level Martial Venerable, on par with the Eight Sword Immortals.
But she was not the only newcomer. Alongside her was another figure.
This person was bound from head to toe by a powerful formation, crying out in agony — he was clearly being tortured by the array.
He was no member of the Dao Sea. In fact, not only was he not from the Dao Sea, but Chu Feng recognized his attire.
He was a disciple of the Cloud Sky Immortal Sect.
"Master, someone trespassed upon Dao Sea territory and activated a formation to siphon our power. He happened to trigger your array and was captured."
"Master, how should we deal with this man?"
"Should we execute him now?"
The Second Level Martial Venerable woman stood at the entrance and asked.