"Senior, what are you doing?"
Chu Feng was completely bewildered by the old man's questions.
"I'm asking you — who exactly is Chu Xuanyuan?"
The old man pressed on.
"Chu Xuanyuan is my father," Chu Feng said.
"Then what is your real name?"
The old man asked again.
"My real name is Chu Feng," Chu Feng said.
"I see now. You father and son deliberately hid your identities. Your real name is Chu Feng, and your father's real name is Chu Xuanyuan."
"But here, you've been living under assumed names this whole time."
"Fine, then tell me — what aliases are you two using now?" the old man asked.
"Senior, you still think I'm someone from here?"
"I've already told you — I'm not from here. I just arrived," Chu Feng explained.
"You stubborn brat, why won't you listen?"
"Fine, come back with me. I refuse to believe I can't figure out whose child you are."
"When we get there, your father's true identity will be revealed as well."
"You think you can hide it from me?"
After saying this, the old man's expression actually turned excited, and he murmured, "Finally, I've found this Chu Xuanyuan. I absolutely have to see what kind of extraordinary figure he really is."
Squeak squeak squeak—
Right at that moment, a strange noise began emanating from the bag behind the old man, and it was shaking violently.
"You little brat, I was so caught up chatting with you I nearly lost track of time."
"Hurry, get out!"
The old man dragged Chu Feng to the doorway, shoved Chu Feng out first, then formed a seal and pressed it onto the mouth of the bag. With a sweep of his large sleeve, he tossed the bag out as well and hurriedly shut the door behind them.
At that moment, Chu Feng realized that the two of them were now standing in a dark, narrow corridor.
At the far end of the corridor was the very place they had just exited.
And this door — from the corridor side, it could be opened at any time. But inside the great hall, it was completely invisible.
In other words, if this door was closed, unless the beings inside the hall could destroy it entirely, there would be no way for anyone inside to get out.
Yet now Chu Feng stared at that door and activated his Heavenly Eyes, wanting to see what was happening inside the hall.
But to his shock, he couldn't see a thing.
The reason he wanted to look was, first, his curiosity about what exactly was inside that bag.
Second, at the very moment Chu Feng had stepped out, he'd had a feeling — as if a new aura had appeared inside the hall.
That aura had nothing to do with the bag.
But Chu Feng couldn't be certain whether it was just his imagination.
Because that suddenly appearing aura wasn't something he had observed — it was more like an instinct.
"Senior, what's inside that bag?" Chu Feng asked the old man.
"What's inside? Soul Origin Grass, of course," the old man said impatiently.
"Soul Origin Grass? What's that?" Chu Feng asked again.
"Oh, you're good. You're really committed to this act — pretending you don't even recognize Soul Origin Grass."
"Fine, let's see how long you can keep this up. Come with me."
The old man grabbed Chu Feng as if afraid he might run away, and dragged him along out of there.
Before long, they emerged from the corridor. Looking back, Chu Feng saw that the place they had just come out of was a magnificent grand hall.
But the entire hall was gray in color, and its architectural style was rather ominous to behold.
What was worth noting was that the hall radiated an incredibly dense ancient aura.
And at its entrance, several hundred guards were posted — and their cultivation was far superior to that old man's.
Most of them were cultivators at the Supreme Realm, and among them were two Martial Emperor Realm cultivators.
When they saw the old man, they bowed deeply. But upon catching sight of Chu Feng, their faces filled with shock.
"Lord Bai, who is this?"
"When did he go in with you?"
The guards responsible for watching over the area immediately surrounded them.
"What nonsense are you spouting? What do you mean 'go in with me'?"
"I dragged him out from inside!"
"And here I thought I'd have to reprimand you all for letting him in — yet here you are, trying to pin the blame on me?"