"If I don't continue, then what? Will you?" Chu Feng asked Shura Zhao Kun.
"Me continue?" Shura Zhao Kun smiled faintly and spread his hands. "Sorry, I have the self-awareness to know I'm no match for Miss Liangqiu. I'm certainly not going to embarrass myself."
"Then did the Starfall Sacred Ground invite you here to demonstrate your self-awareness, or to help break through the Inheritance Points?"
"We've only just entered the Inheritance Cavern. Out of nine Inheritance Points, we've only cleared four, and you're already giving up. Are you worthy of the Starfall Elders' expectations?"
"Are you worthy of your grandfather's expectations?"
"Are you worthy of the expectations of every Starfall Sacred Ground disciple here?"
"Are you worthy of Miss Xia's expectations?"
Chu Feng pressed each question in a sharp voice, louder than the last.
"You—"
The moment those words left Chu Feng's mouth, the smile on Shura Zhao Kun's face wavered, his expression shifting between light and shadow.
In truth, it wasn't just Shura Zhao Kun whose expression changed. The Starfall Sacred Ground disciples and Xia Yun'er all looked different as well. Only now did they realize that something was off about Shura Zhao Kun's stance. He had clearly been invited by their own side to help them. How could he give up so easily? He was even speaking on behalf of their opponent. What was the point of bringing him here?
At that thought, Xia Yun'er and the two Starfall disciples all directed dissatisfied glances toward Shura Zhao Kun.
"That's not what I meant, I just—"
After catching Xia Yun'er's gaze, Shura Zhao Kun's face flushed crimson. He might not care about the opinions of the other two, but he couldn't bring himself to disregard Xia Yun'er's.
He hurriedly tried to change his words, seemingly eager to explain himself.
But before he could finish, Chu Feng cut in: "The path of martial cultivation means defying the heavens. That is the spirit of every martial cultivator, and the spirit of every Spirit World Master as well."
"But you clearly lack that spirit. Not only do you lack the spirit to defy the heavens, you also lack the contract spirit of taking someone's payment and fulfilling your end of the bargain."
"To put it bluntly, you can't even tell which side you're on. You were invited here by the Starfall Sacred Ground, yet here you are, running circles around their opponents like a dog, cheering for their opponents, boosting their morale while crushing your own."
"You really shouldn't be called Shura Zhao Kun. You should change your name."
"Change it to Coward Zhao Kun."
"Because you don't deserve to use the name Shura."
"And please, stop insulting the reputation of Shura Spirit World Masters."
"You—"
Hearing this, Shura Zhao Kun, who had been about to explain, was suddenly consumed by rage.
These words from Chu Feng were no mere taunts. This was a direct personal attack.
But before Shura Zhao Kun could get a word out, Chu Feng spoke again: "Oh, right. Just because you can't do something doesn't mean I can't."
"As fellow Shura Spirit World Masters, today I, Chu Feng, will show you what the difference in our abilities truly looks like."
At these words, Shura Zhao Kun's face went pale with fury, his teeth clenched so hard he looked ready to devour Chu Feng alive.
"Fine, very well then. Go ahead and continue. Please, do continue."
"I, Shura Zhao Kun, will watch today as you demonstrate this supposed gap between our strengths. I'll watch as you clear the name of Shura Spirit World Masters. I'll watch as you display your contract spirit and your martial spirit."
"And I will especially be watching how you manage to defeat Miss Liangqiu," Shura Zhao Kun said.
"And if I do win?" Chu Feng asked.
"Win? You actually think you can win?"
"Fine. If you really do win, I'll change my name from that point on. No more Shura Zhao Kun—I'll call myself Coward Zhao Kun. How does that sound?"
Shura Zhao Kun asked through gritted teeth, his voice rising.
"Sure, that works. Just... your word is good, isn't it?" Chu Feng asked.
"Of course it is," Shura Zhao Kun declared with absolute conviction.
"Good." Chu Feng nodded with satisfaction.
"But what happens if you lose?" Shura Zhao Kun asked.
In response, Chu Feng simply smiled, then spread his hands and shrugged.