"That's beautiful," Chu Feng said.
"Then which one of us is prettier?" Long Xiaoxiao asked.
"You are," Chu Feng said.
"Really? Don't just flatter me because I'm your friend," Long Xiaoxiao said.
"Really." What Chu Feng said was entirely true. Though Mo Yuhan was quite unique, if he had to pick, Long Xiaoxiao's beauty was the more enduring kind — the more you looked, the more striking she became.
Long Xiaoxiao still didn't quite believe what Chu Feng said. Or rather, in front of him, she simply wasn't that confident.
But still, she couldn't stop smiling, her grin widening by the second.
"Chu Feng, if anyone makes you unhappy, you can just go ahead and make your move. I'll have your back," Long Xiaoxiao transmitted to him through secret voice transmission.
"Your two senior brothers — could I just go ahead and make my move on them too?" Chu Feng asked.
"Of course you can. But you should wait until you can beat them, or until I can beat them. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll come out at a disadvantage."
Long Xiaoxiao's words carried no intent to look down on Chu Feng. She firmly believed that Chu Feng would surpass her two senior brothers — she even felt that she herself could surpass them as well.
But at the very least, now was not the time to make a move.
Doing what you know you cannot accomplish — that was just plain stupidity.
Right at that moment, a woman took a seat beside Long Xiaoxiao.
"Miss Long, I am a disciple of Daoist Wangxi. My name is Zhao Jing. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Long."
Behind this woman trailed a man.
Chu Feng recognized this man immediately — it was Liang Feng, the very person Cheng Tianchan and Zhao Yunmo had gone to recruit to deal with Chu Feng.
"Miss Long, this is my senior brother, Liang Feng," the woman introduced.
"A pleasure." Long Xiaoxiao gave Liang Feng a nod as well.
And this Liang Feng walked over to Chu Feng.
"Brother, could you make room?"
But before Chu Feng could speak, Long Xiaoxiao spoke up first: "He's my friend."
What Long Xiaoxiao meant was clear — my friend is sitting here, you have no right to make him move. If you want a seat, find somewhere else.
Liang Feng naturally understood what she meant, but he merely gave Long Xiaoxiao a faint smile and did not respond. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Chu Feng: "Could this brother be mute? I'm speaking to you, yet I need Miss Long to answer on your behalf?"
Bang—
Suddenly, a palm slammed down, and the table shattered into pieces. It was Long Xiaoxiao, rising in fury.
"Get lost, and don't go looking for trouble here." Her furious eyes locked onto Liang Feng.
She would not allow anyone to insult Chu Feng, and the word "mute" was far too obvious an insult for her to tolerate.
But Liang Feng showed not the slightest fear. He knew that Long Xiaoxiao's cultivation was no match for his at all.
Then he turned his gaze back to Chu Feng: "Are you truly mute, or are you just too terrified to speak?"
"Everyone from the Sacred Light Galaxy is this spineless? Daring only to hide behind a woman?"
If Liang Feng had shown some restraint before, his malice now was displayed in full measure — he had come here for the sole purpose of humiliating Chu Feng.
At this moment, the confrontation between Chu Feng and Liang Feng had become the focal point of the entire gathering.
But no one was willing to step in and mediate. They were all watching the show.
And whose show, of course — Chu Feng's.
All of them, with the exception of Mo Yuhan, already knew that someone from the Sacred Light Galaxy had been clinging to Long Xiaoxiao.
And their sense of superiority as people of the Totem Galaxy made them look down on Chu Feng with contempt.
BOOM—
Suddenly, a powerful pressure erupted from within Long Xiaoxiao.
It was the pressure of a Martial Emperor, third rank.
At the same time, an extraordinary aura — the power of the bloodline — coiled around Long Xiaoxiao's entire body.
Long Xiaoxiao had originally been a first-rank Martial Emperor, but after invoking the power of the bloodline, she had consecutively raised her cultivation by two ranks.
"That girl has improved," said Eggy.
"After all, her bloodline has already awakened," Chu Feng agreed.
In the past, while at the Supreme realm, Long Xiaoxiao could also raise her cultivation by two consecutive levels, but besides the power of the bloodline, she also needed to channel the power that manifested the dragon horns atop her head.
Yet at the Martial Emperor realm, using the power of the bloodline to enhance one's cultivation was undoubtedly far more difficult — and yet Long Xiaoxiao had managed to raise her cultivation by two full ranks using only the bloodline power, without ever channeling the dragon horn power. This was undeniably the power of a bloodline awakening.
Szzzz—
At that moment, the divine thunder rune appeared on Liang Feng's forehead, and his cultivation also rose from third-rank Martial Emperor to the fourth rank.