"It's the Demon Spirit King. I sent Xue Ji to the Demon Spirit King," the old cat hurriedly said.
"The Demon Spirit King? What is that?" Chu Feng asked.
"He's an evil spirit from the Demon Spirit Realm. Much like Xue Ji, he has no master. Because of his immense strength and unique constitution, he roams the Cultivation World as a free spirit."
"So the moment he laid eyes on Xue Ji, he took a liking to her. Even though they come from different spirit realms, they're still of the same kind," the old cat explained.
"So you sold Xue Ji to the Demon Spirit King for a high price?" Chu Feng asked.
"Well... yes, that's... essentially what happened."
"No, no, no — not entirely. Actually, this was Xue Ji's own wish," the old cat said.
"Her own wish? You mean Xue Ji actually wants to marry that Demon Spirit King?" Chu Feng asked.
"I'm telling the truth — I'm not lying to you. After spending time with Xue Ji, the master-servant dynamic between us is long gone. We've become close friends who confide in each other."
"If Xue Ji didn't want to marry the Demon Spirit King, I would absolutely never have handed her over — not for any amount of money," the old cat said.
"Heh..."
"You think I'd believe that?"
Chu Feng let out a cold laugh. He didn't believe a single word from this old cat. The creature was brimming with lies — when things weren't going his way, he'd say whatever was convenient for himself. Only when the situation favored him would he reveal that arrogant face and speak the truth.
Facing this old cat, Chu Feng truly wanted to beat him senseless first and talk later.
But after their exchange, Chu Feng had gradually regained his composure.
Though he wasn't sure why he had been so out of control just moments ago, it was only after calming down that he truly understood — he could not make a move against the old cat.
After all, with no Shura King to back him up, attacking now would reveal that he was no match for the old cat. And given the old cat's nature, if he knew Chu Feng couldn't beat him, he would certainly turn on Chu Feng without hesitation.
"Brother Chu Feng, you really don't understand me yet. I know that in my day-to-day life I come across as greedy and not much like a good person, but I am actually someone who values bonds and loyalty above all else."
"For instance, that disciple of mine — he's actually the child of a friend of mine. After I returned from the Starfield of Ancestral Martial, I went to visit that old friend."
"To my shock, my friend was already gravely injured and near death. He entrusted his child to my care, and that's why I took him in as my disciple."
"That day was the first time I ever met the boy. I had no emotional attachment to him whatsoever. The reason I accepted him as my disciple was out of respect for my old friend — which just goes to show that I really am a loyal and sentimental person," the old cat explained.
"Cut the crap."
"Tell me — what is the Demon Spirit King's cultivation level, and when are they getting married?" Chu Feng said in a firm voice.
Though he knew he couldn't attack the old cat, Chu Feng also knew he couldn't afford to show any courtesy. He had to appear fully confident, to make the old cat believe he could punish him at any moment. Only then would the old cat fear him.
"The Demon Spirit King's strength is unfathomable. I don't know his exact cultivation level, but there were rumors that a peak Half-God once provoked him and was cut down by his hand."
"There are even rumors that he has already transcended the Half-God realm and stepped into the True God realm."
"He's a truly terrifying existence — the kind that roams freely across the entire vast Cultivation World. Brother Chu Feng, I'm not lying to you. He's someone we really, truly cannot afford to provoke," the old cat said.
"Peak Half-God... possibly even a True God?"
Hearing those words, Chu Feng felt the weight of enormous pressure.
A peak Half-God was already terrifying enough. The True God realm was the stuff of myth. But in truth, for Chu Feng, the two didn't make much difference.
Either one was an existence that could drown him with a single spit, an existence that could tear him to shreds with a mere thought.
Forget having no Shura Army to back him — even if he did, encountering such a being would lead to the same outcome for Chu Feng.
These were beings that the current Chu Feng was nowhere near capable of defeating.
He hadn't expected that the moment he set foot in the Totem Galaxy, he would already run into an opponent of this caliber.
It was like a newborn tiger cub trying to challenge a fully grown grizzly bear — no matter how you looked at it, there was absolutely zero chance of winning.
But Chu Feng was someone who had never shied away from danger. Moreover, he had every reason to go.
He needed to know whether Xue Ji was truly there of her own free will.
If she was willing, then so be it.
But if she wasn't — forget a peak Half-God, even if it were a peak True God, Chu Feng would still go to save her.
"Where is the Demon Spirit King, and when is the wedding?" Chu Feng asked, his voice hard.
"Where he currently is... it's actually not far from here. He's in the Demon Coffin's Mortal World, within the True Dragon Starfield."