"Brother Chu, your Chu Heavenly Clan has truly been blessed by the heavens. To have produced three peerless geniuses in succession — this is cause for celebration."
Sacred Monk Starlight cupped his fists toward the Clan Chief of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
And in response to Sacred Monk Starlight's praise, the Clan Chief also cupped his fists and replied with a smile, "This is indeed a blessing for our Chu Heavenly Clan."
"A blessing that inspires envy," Sacred Monk Starlight said.
After speaking, he actually walked through the air, slowly descending from the sky onto the dueling stage, landing right before Chu Feng.
"This junior pays his respects to the Sacred Monk." Chu Feng hastily bowed.
"Young friend Chu Feng, there is no need for such formality. Do you know that the one I most wished to see upon coming here today was actually you?" Sacred Monk Starlight said.
"This junior is grateful for the Sacred Monk's kindness," Chu Feng said.
"It is not mere kindness. Your grandfather and your father are both truly extraordinary individuals."
"That is why I was so eager to see how their successor would turn out."
"And your performance today makes you worthy of being Chu Hanxian's grandson and Chu Xuanyuan's son," Sacred Monk Starlight declared.
Upon hearing Sacred Monk Starlight's words, many of the juniors displayed looks of envy. But they also understood well that among everyone present, only Chu Feng was worthy of such praise from the Sacred Monk.
"The Sacred Monk flatters me," Chu Feng said.
"To possess such formidable strength yet remain humble — that is truly rare," Sacred Monk Starlight praised.
Hearing this, Chu Feng gave an awkward smile and said, "Sacred Monk, when this junior was fighting the Li Clan's juniors earlier, I don't think I was particularly humble."
"That hardly counts. When two sides are engaged in battle, it is only natural to match blows with equal ferocity. Even verbal provocation is a form of psychological warfare — how could one be expected to show humility then? True humility is to remain modest in victory," Sacred Monk Starlight said.
"Thank you for the guidance, Sacred Monk," Chu Feng said with a smile.
"Young friend Chu Feng, I have a gift for you today," Sacred Monk Starlight announced.
Swoosh— Suddenly, Sacred Monk Starlight waved his great sleeve, and the Fire Qilin Armor that had previously been gifted to Chu Zhiyuan was forcibly stripped away from him.
The tremendous force sent Chu Zhiyuan tumbling to the ground, leaving him sprawled in a rather wretched state.
"Young friend, this armor was always intended for the most outstanding junior in the Great Thousand Upper Realm."
"You, clearly, have not met my requirements. I will now bestow it upon Chu Feng instead. Do you have any objections?"
Sacred Monk Starlight addressed Chu Zhiyuan.
At this point, Chu Zhiyuan could barely even save himself, let alone dare to defy Sacred Monk Starlight's wishes.
However, having something that was already worn on his body so abruptly stripped away still left his face burning with humiliation.
Today had been nothing short of a nightmare for him.
To say he had fallen from the heavens into hell would not be an exaggeration.
Under the weight of such a devastating blow, the corner of Chu Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, his body swayed, and then his mouth went crooked as he passed out cold.
He had actually fainted from being unable to endure the day's setbacks.
"Zhiyuan!"
But this scene terrified Chu Zhiyuan's grandfather, who rushed over to his side to examine his injuries.
"Rest assured — he has merely fainted. His life is not in any danger."
"But what I am about to say concerns your lives."
Right at that moment, Chu Feng suddenly spoke.
And the moment those words left Chu Feng's mouth, Chu Zhiyuan's grandfather, Chu Haoyan's grandfather, Chu Ruoshi, and Chu Haoyan himself all flinched, their faces turning ashen as they looked toward Chu Feng.
How could they forget that the Chu Feng standing before them now held the power of life and death over them?
Every gaze in the crowd turned to Chu Feng. Many even held their breath, not daring to make a sound.
The external enemies had retreated. It was time to deal with the internal ones.
Everyone wanted to know how Chu Feng would punish these clansmen who had stooped to the most despicable and shameless schemes to bring about his downfall.
"Sect Master, I have only one request — spare their lives. As for the specific punishment, that will be up to you to decide," Chu Feng said, cupping his fists toward the Clan Chief of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
"What?"