"Second Sister, you can't blame Father for this. That Master Liu you invited really was too much."
"He was just taking advantage of the situation to fleece our Zhou family. And frankly, the chances of Master Liu winning are virtually nil."
"He didn't even dare to compete against me in array-breaking. How could he possibly defeat that fellow who calls himself Bai Yue?"
Unlike Zhou Shuang, after learning of Chu Feng's identity, Zhou Zhi had no complaints.
"You're wrong about Master Liu, little brother. His barrier technique is definitely superior to yours. The reason he refused to fight you was because he was afraid of depleting his vital energy."
"If he goes all out, he needs a very long time to recover. But if he does fight, he would most likely defeat Young Master Bai Yue."
"That's precisely why he demanded such a large reward — because one fight would cost him enormously." Zhou Shuang explained.
"Second Sister, do you really know that Master Liu?"
"Can you guarantee that Master Liu will definitely win?" Zhou Zhi asked.
Zhou Shuang naturally dared not make such a guarantee, so she said, "At any rate, I think he's stronger than that Chu Feng."
"Second Sister, I'm going to spend some time with Third Sister."
Zhou Zhi clearly had no desire to argue with his second sister any further. He stepped out of the war chariot and flew toward the one where Zhou Yi was.
At that moment, inside Zhou Yi's war chariot, her father, numerous high-ranking members of the Zhou clan, and that yellow-haired elder were all present.
They raised their cups and drank freely, all feeling confident of victory this time, and naturally they were all praising Zhou Yi.
After all, if it weren't for Zhou Yi, they would never have secured the aid of someone like Chu Feng.
When Zhou Zhi arrived, he immediately raised his cup to thank his third sister.
As for Zhou Shuang, after some solitary complaining, she too left her war chariot.
But she didn't go to the war chariot where the Zhou clan's high-ranking members were.
Instead, she flew straight to Chu Feng's war chariot and knocked on his door.
"Young Master Chu, are you resting?" Zhou Shuang called out.
"Why is this woman coming to you? She's not going to cause trouble, is she?" the Queen said.
"It's fine. Let me see." Chu Feng opened the door.
However, to his surprise, Zhou Shuang — who had been grumbling about him just moments ago — now showed not the slightest hint of resentment upon seeing Chu Feng. Instead, her expression was entirely gentle.
"Young Master Chu, I forgot to introduce myself earlier. I'm Zhou Shuang, Little Yi's second sister."
"I didn't know your identity before, Young Master Chu. If I offended you in any way, please forgive me."
Zhou Shuang spoke with extreme gentleness — it turned out she was apologizing to Chu Feng.
But Chu Feng had heard every word she'd said inside the war chariot to Zhou Zhi, so he knew exactly how hypocritical she was being.
"I'm going to puke. How can someone be so shameless? Tell her to get lost," the Queen cursed.
Since the Queen had spoken, Chu Feng naturally didn't give her a warm reception. "No need for apologies. But let me give you a piece of advice — it's better to be sincere. Don't say one thing to someone's face and another behind their back."
"Huh?" Hearing this, Zhou Shuang was momentarily stunned. "Young Master Chu, I don't understand what you mean."
"You don't understand?" Chu Feng smiled coldly. "Your war chariot has a sound-isolation barrier, but it's far too weak."
"Understand now?" With those words, Chu Feng closed the door.
Zhou Shuang stood frozen in place, her cheeks burning red.
So Chu Feng had heard everything she'd said. The realization made her — who had been trying to curry favor with him — wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Young Master Chu, I'm truly sorry."
After uttering those words in shame, Zhou Shuang returned to her own war chariot.
But the moment she returned, she immediately set up a new barrier, sealing the chariot.
However, her barrier technique was simply too weak.
Even though she had reconfigured the barrier, while Chu Feng was using his Mental Power to monitor his surroundings, he didn't even need to focus — everything she said once again reached his ears.
"So petty. Not manly at all, not an ounce of magnanimity. How could someone like that become the Strongest Martial Ancestor?"
"It must be because of his powerful background. His family is propping him up."
"But..."
"I'm so furious. What kind of dumb luck did Zhou Yi stumble into? They just had her stand guard at Ageless Peak, and somehow she ended up waiting for this guy."
"I was supposed to earn Father's favor, but that Chu Feng ruined everything."
"Damn it. Truly damn it."
Zhou Shuang went berserk, smashing everything inside the war chariot.
"The mask is off now. This shameless woman — the reason she was so hostile toward you is because she was afraid her sister would steal her credit."
"Aren't they real sisters? How can she be like this? Truly disgusting," the Queen cursed.
"People like that exist in this world. Utterly selfish."
"And they never reflect on themselves. It's always someone else's fault. Even if the entire world thought they were wrong, they wouldn't think they made a mistake — they'd think the entire world was wrong."
"Egg, don't bother with her. Getting angry over trash like that isn't worth it," Chu Feng said.
"True." The Queen agreed.
After traveling for some time, they finally arrived at Young Master Bai Yue's location.
It was a city — a new one, likely recently constructed — but the barriers set up around it were extremely formidable.
At the very least, the barriers deep within the city were something even Chu Feng could not see through.
This was a very mysterious force. They hadn't been in this Upper Realm for long, and no one knew their exact origins.
All that was known was that their strength was unfathomable — and now, seeing this, it appeared to be true.
These people had long known the Zhou clan would come, so they had been waiting for quite some time.
The one leading them was a man with a youthful face. He sat upon a throne, light flowing across his Spirit World Master's robe, perfectly displaying the might of his Bai Long Divine Robe.
He was none other than Young Master Bai Yue.
Behind Young Master Bai Yue, his subordinates stood in neat formation. The presentation was impressive enough, though their overall strength wasn't particularly high — at least not in Chu Feng's eyes.
But one white-haired elder among them caught Chu Feng's attention.
At first glance, he seemed ordinary, but in truth, his depths were unfathomable.
Word had apparently spread long ago, for apart from Young Master Bai Yue's group, a large crowd of onlookers had already gathered — all forces from this part of the Upper Realm.
When they saw the Zhou clan's entourage arrive, the crowd grew excited. After all, they had come to watch the spectacle. If the Zhou clan didn't show up, they would have come for nothing.
"I was wondering if you'd dare to come," Young Master Bai Yue said.
The Zhou Clan Patriarch waved his sleeve, and numerous treasures floated before him — all items that Spirit World Masters needed.
"Here are the stakes for this wager. I've prepared them."
"Where is my Zhou clan's heirloom?" the Zhou Clan Patriarch asked.
"Right here." As Young Master Bai Yue spoke, he opened his palm, and an ancient compass floated out. That was the Zhou clan's heirloom.