"Youyuan, thank you."
Having been saved by Lord Youyuan, the young disciple was overcome with gratitude.
"As long as you're safe, that's what matters," Lord Youyuan replied with a faint smile.
Mm— But in that very instant, the smile on Lord Youyuan's face froze. His expression shifted drastically, and without warning, he violently flung the young disciple out of his arms.
The force behind the throw was tremendous — more than enough to kill the young disciple on impact.
However, the young disciple merely spun in midair and landed steadily on his feet.
At this moment, this young disciple's aura was that of a Second Grade Exalted.
As for Lord Youyuan, he staggered backward repeatedly before a muffled cough erupted from his lips — a massive spray of blood burst from his mouth.
"Lord Youyuan!"
Seeing this, Chu Feng's face immediately filled with worry.
He noticed that Lord Youyuan's chest had been pierced clean through. It was that wound that had left him so weakened.
And the one who had inflicted that wound was none other than the young disciple whom Chu Haoyan's grandfather had just used to threaten Lord Youyuan.
As it turned out, aside from Chu Feng, Chu Ruoshi, and Chu Zhiyuan, the two other disciples who had entered were not their true selves at all.
Both of them had had their bodies seized. Both were Second Grade Exalted.
"Don't panic, I'm fine."
After being injured, Lord Youyuan immediately came to Chu Feng's side and offered him a calm smile first.
Seeing Youyuan like this, Chu Feng felt a pang of guilt and unease in his heart.
It was plain to see that Youyuan's injuries were no trivial matter — he was gravely wounded. Yet despite that, Youyuan had still come over specifically to comfort him, clearly afraid that Chu Feng would worry.
After reassuring Chu Feng, Youyuan turned his gaze toward the very disciple he had just saved — the one who had now struck him down.
"Who are you?" Youyuan asked.
"Chu Youyuan, oh Chu Youyuan — I'd wager you never imagined we had this little trick up our sleeve, did you?" The young disciple laughed smugly.
"It's you?!!" Hearing the other party's voice, Youyuan was visibly stunned, but it was clear he had already figured out who it was.
"Lord Youyuan, who is this person?" Chu Feng asked. The reason Chu Feng wanted to know was because he understood that this individual had joined forces with Chu Haoyan's grandfather, stolen someone's life, and come to this place — which meant he must share the same objective.
Both of them had come to eliminate Chu Feng.
So what Chu Feng truly wanted to know was: who exactly wanted him dead?
"You may not know him by name, but you've surely heard of his grandfather."
As he spoke, Youyuan turned his gaze toward Chu Zhiyuan, who was not far away.
"Chu Zhiyuan's grandfather? This person is Chu Zhiyuan's grandfather?" Chu Feng was stunned.
The reason for his shock was that he had heard Chu Zhiyuan's grandfather was not only a Supreme Elder of the Chu Heavenly Clan, but a… remarkably benevolent Supreme Elder.
One could even say he was the most benevolent Supreme Elder in the entire Chu Heavenly Clan — bar none.
Moreover, Chu Zhiyuan's grandfather only handled major clan affairs. He was not only fair and just, but would never use his status to suppress anyone else in the clan.
He wouldn't even intervene when his own grandson Chu Zhiyuan was bullied or mocked. It was precisely because of this that the younger generation of the Chu Heavenly Clan dared to ridicule Chu Zhiyuan so openly.
Yet now, that Supreme Elder — the one who had always been praised for his sterling character — had not only joined forces with Chu Haoyan's grandfather, but had injured Lord Youyuan, and had even gone so far as to take someone else's life to reach this place.