"Hahahaha—" Upon hearing Song Yuheng's grandfather's threat-laden words, Chu Feng burst into laughter.
He truly couldn't hold it back, because Chu Feng had discovered that Song Yuheng's grandfather, aside from possessing some slight skill in the art of sealing formations, was mediocre in every other regard — especially in terms of combat power. Though he was a second-stage Martial Emperor, he was, to date, the most pathetic second-stage Martial Emperor Chu Feng had ever encountered.
From this, Chu Feng could well imagine that the man truly did not deserve to become a Martial Emperor. The fact that he now possessed second-stage Martial Emperor cultivation only proved that Duan Jidao had poured an enormous amount of effort into him over the years.
And so Chu Feng could imagine just how Duan Jidao would react upon learning that the person he had painstakingly nurtured had been deceiving him all along.
With that thought, Chu Feng said to Song Yuheng's grandfather, "Don't worry — I won't kill you. I'm going to have Lord Duan Jidao personally slaughter you with his own hands."
"What did you say? Have Lord Duan Jidao kill me?" Upon hearing those words, a flicker of mocking amusement crossed Song Yuheng's grandfather's already panicked face. Setting everything else aside, he could say with absolute confidence that Duan Jidao had long been manipulated by him like a puppet. Not only did Duan Jidao regard him as a trusted confidant — he even considered him a benefactor.
How could Duan Jidao possibly kill him? Chu Feng was delusional! If Chu Feng brought him before Duan Jidao, he would not only have a perfectly good explanation for everything that had happened today, but he could turn the tables and pin it all on Chu Feng.
At the thought of this, a wave of derision rose within Song Yuheng's grandfather's heart. He sneered inwardly that no matter how extraordinary Chu Feng might be, the boy was still far too green. How could he possibly compete with someone like him?
"You tell me — given Duan Jidao's personality, if he learned that Duan Qirou's remains were forged by you, do you think he'd let you off?" Chu Feng looked at Song Yuheng's grandfather with a beaming smile.
"What? What did you say?!" At those words, Song Yuheng's grandfather suddenly flew into a panic, his expression turning violently agitated.
"You know exactly what I said," Chu Feng said, still smiling.
"Nonsense — stop spouting nonsense at me!" Song Yuheng's grandfather denied it vehemently. He was truly terrified now. When Chu Feng had first mentioned the forged remains, he had assumed it was nothing but empty guessing — after all, he was far from the only one who had suspected as much. But when Chu Feng brought it up again and again, insisting with absolute certainty, he couldn't help but panic.
Especially now, in a situation where he couldn't even defeat Chu Feng, he had no idea what to do. Denial was his only option, because he absolutely could not admit that forging Duan Qirou's remains was the truth.
"Whether it's nonsense or not, Senior Duan Jidao will be the one to judge," Chu Feng said with a smile — a smile radiating utter confidence.
"You!! You monster — what exactly do you want? What is your goal?!" Only now did Song Yuheng's grandfather truly grasp the horror of Chu Feng. This young man was like a nightmare made flesh. He had a premonition that this youth called Chu Feng would destroy everything he had so carefully orchestrated — that all his years of effort would come to nothing. But he was unwilling, desperately unwilling, and in that desperation he began screaming hysterically.
But after only a few cries, Chu Feng silenced him, then produced a peculiar burlap sack and stuffed him inside.
A Universe Bag could hold virtually anything, but it could not contain living beings, so for carrying someone alive, a special sack of this nature was far more convenient.
Having captured Song Yuheng's grandfather, Chu Feng headed straight for the World Seclusion Valley. Along the way, he encountered no further obstacles.
And at that very moment, inside the World Seclusion Valley, a momentous event was underway — Duan Jidao was about to pass his power on to Song Yuheng as an inheritance.
At present, Duan Jidao, Yin Gongfu, Song Yuheng, and Song Yuheng's father had all gathered at Duan Jidao's resting quarters — before the grave of Duan Qirou.
However, there was one additional person present: Jiang Wushang, who was supposed to be undergoing punishment.
Jiang Wushang, given his current standing, would ordinarily have had no right to attend an occasion like this. But Song Yuheng had suddenly sought out Duan Jidao to plead on Jiang Wushang's behalf.
And Duan Jidao had never wanted to punish Jiang Wushang in the first place. Since Song Yuheng was willing to let the matter go, Duan Jidao naturally had no qualms about letting Jiang Wushang off the hook.
However, even Duan Jidao had not anticipated that on this special day, Song Yuheng would bring Jiang Wushang along without first obtaining his permission.