"Truly impressive. If Huangfu Haoyue were to break through, I'm afraid even you, Chu Feng, would not be his match in a spar." Someone spoke with a beaming smile, and these words were, in a roundabout way, probing the level of Chu Feng's current cultivation.
As for Chu Feng, he did not wish to appear overly arrogant, so naturally he would not boast about how formidable he had become — that even if Huangfu Haoyue succeeded in his breakthrough, he would still be far from Chu Feng's level. He simply smiled and said, "Senior Huangfu Haoyue, I am naturally no match for him."
"Oh, Chu Feng is still young. There is a long road ahead — no rush, no rush. The world will be yours sooner or later." Seeing this, Taikou stepped in to smooth things over. He did not want this topic to ruin what was otherwise a splendid atmosphere.
"Exactly, exactly. Come, let's drink." At the same time, the others raised their cups and drank heartily, eager to move past the subject.
"Senior First Immortal, where is Yafei now?" Chu Feng asked the First Immortal, who sat at the far end of the banquet.
The First Immortal was Yafei's grandfather. He had once been a supreme powerhouse of the Immortal Slaying Archipelago, but he had defected to the Ethereal Immortal Peak solely because of his granddaughter.
It was precisely because he had joined the Ethereal Immortal Peak that he had been spared calamity. After all the experts of the Immortal Slaying Archipelago had been eradicated, he not only remained unharmed but had stayed on at the Ethereal Immortal Peak, becoming one of its members.
More importantly, for all these years, one matter had weighed on Chu Feng's mind — helping Yafei restore her physical body.
Though Yafei's body had not been destroyed by Chu Feng, it was ultimately connected to what had happened with him.
Before leaving the Eastern Sea back then, Chu Feng had promised the First Immortal that he would find a way to help Yafei restore her body.
With the level of Chu Feng's formation arts now, restoring Yafei's body would be a trivially easy task. So he wished to help Yafei recover as soon as possible — not only to fulfill the First Immortal's wish, but also to ease his own conscience.
Truth be told, Chu Feng had already thought it through. In his youthful recklessness, he had acted on impulse and done many regrettable things.
Not only to Yafei, but also to Murong Wan and Yan Ruyu.
These three women were not Chu Feng's lovers, yet each of them had lost their innocence to him in a moment of his unbridled impulsiveness.
Their purity was gone, taken by Chu Feng. He could not simply leave them to fend for themselves.
If they were willing, Chu Feng was prepared to take them as his wives. If they were not, he would do everything in his power to compensate them.
"Young friend Chu Feng, I am grateful that you still remember Yafei, but she… she…"
At that moment, the First Immortal rose to his feet. Before he could finish, his voice choked with emotion.
Seeing this, Chu Feng turned his gaze to the others, but they either lowered their heads in silence or dared not meet his eyes.
"Sister Qiushui Fuyan, where is Yafei?" Chu Feng fixed his gaze on Qiushui Fuyan. He could tell for certain that something had happened to Yafei, and that everyone present knew about it.
"Chu Feng, you must stay calm," Qiushui Fuyan urged.
"I am perfectly calm. Please tell me what happened to Yafei," Chu Feng pressed. He had already sensed from their reactions that whatever had occurred was something serious.
"Very well." Qiushui Fuyan took a deep breath, seeming to gather her thoughts before she spoke. "A year ago, a gate suddenly appeared at the Ethereal Immortal Peak. We can confirm that beyond that gate lies the most mysterious part of the Ethereal Immortal Peak — the Path to Immortality."
"The Path to Immortality? Wasn't the Path to Immortality of the Ethereal Immortal Peak discovered long ago?" Chu Feng asked, rather surprised. He was actually quite knowledgeable about some of the Ethereal Immortal Peak's secrets.