"What exactly do you mean by this?" Wuma Shengjie asked.
"I'll leave this bow with you for now. I'll come back to collect it later," Chu Feng said.
"Come back to collect it later?" Wuma Shengjie's brow furrowed slightly, because those words from Chu Feng sounded rather unpleasant to his ears.
"Today I lost, so this bow goes to you as my wager. But if I win someday, you'll have to return it to me." Chu Feng said with a smile, then turned and walked away.
"Wait." But just then, Wuma Shengjie suddenly called out to stop him.
"What, you see me showing weakness and suddenly change your mind?" Chu Feng turned back and asked.
"Since you willingly offered up the Arrow Dao Immortal Bow, I naturally won't make things difficult for you. However, there is one matter I'd like your help with," Wuma Shengjie said.
"What is it? Go ahead," Chu Feng said.
"Don't spread the news that the Wuma Heavenly Clan is here, and especially don't tell the Linghu Heavenly Clan," Wuma Shengjie said.
"So you have a grudge against the Linghu Heavenly Clan," Chu Feng asked.
Before Wuma Shengjie could answer, Chu Feng added, "Don't worry. An enemy of my enemy is my friend. We're essentially on the same side. I absolutely won't leave you in any danger."
After saying that, Chu Feng turned and walked away.
He left just like that.
Only Wuma Shengjie and the members of the Wuma Heavenly Clan were left behind, their faces blank with bewilderment.
After Chu Feng had gone some distance, a member of the Wuma Heavenly Clan asked Wuma Shengjie, "Shengjie, why did you let him go?"
"There was never any real enmity between us, so there's no need to be overly harsh. Besides… who among you can be certain that beyond cultivating the Divine Punishment Mystic Art and that strange secret technique, he doesn't have other methods?"
"Remember, he is the grandson of Chu Hanxian and the son of Chu Xuanyuan."
"Although the Chu Heavenly Clan is nothing to be afraid of, the successors of those two are an entirely different matter," Wuma Shengjie said.
"Shengjie speaks reason." Hearing these words, the members of the Wuma Heavenly Clan all nodded in agreement.
"Alright, let's get back to cultivating."
After saying this, Wuma Shengjie walked toward the palace, while the other members of the Wuma Heavenly Clan entered the various cultivation formation arrays and resumed their training.
As for Chu Feng — he truly was no match for Wuma Shengjie.
However, he hadn't actually left for good. After all, the cultivation resources here had been discovered by his grandfather and nurtured using his grandfather's power. The main reason Chu Feng had entered this Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm was for these very cultivation resources.
Those were the gift his grandfather had left for him. There was no way Chu Feng would simply walk away and hand over the gift his grandfather had bestowed upon him.
But the Wuma Heavenly Clan had gotten here first, and Chu Feng was no match for Wuma Shengjie.
He couldn't forcibly seize the resources, and with no other option, he had to resort to some trickery.
Chu Feng pretended to leave, but in truth, once he had gone far enough, he began setting up a formation.