"How do you know I can't do anything for the Wolong Martial Sect?"
"If there is something I can do that benefits the Wolong Martial Sect, I would go through fire and water without hesitation." Chu Feng said.
"If you truly had that ability, you wouldn't need to rely on an auxiliary barrier formation, nor would you need Duan Liufeng to take the blame for you."
The Sect Master said.
"Aren't you actually just afraid?"
"Are you afraid that I'll surpass Lord Dugu Lingtian, or afraid that I won't be under your control and threaten your position?"
Chu Feng fired off questions, one after another.
"Chu Feng, stop talking immediately!"
Duan Liufeng's face had gone pale with fright. He hurriedly shouted a reprimand — and not only that, he also secretly transmitted his voice.
"Chu Feng, do you have a death wish, speaking to the Sect Master like that?"
"Apologize quickly, or else… she really will kill you."
Duan Liufeng's voice had changed. He was genuinely terrified.
He knew the Sect Master well. He knew she was capable of directly annihilating Chu Feng without a second thought.
And how could Chu Feng not know the danger of what he was doing?
How could he not know that this kind of provocation would bring endless trouble upon himself?
But Chu Feng had no choice. If he didn't speak up, if he didn't use this tactic of provocation, he would truly be expelled.
That said, Chu Feng wasn't blindly provoking her. He had only dared to confront the Sect Master this way after confirming that he wouldn't actually be killed…
"Hahaha…"
An unexpected scene unfolded.
The Sect Master, furious beyond measure, actually laughed. She released her grip on Chu Feng.
"I don't know where you got all that confidence, but you certainly have the nerve."
"You truly believe you're stronger than Dugu Lingtian? Fine — I'll give you that chance."
"Within three days, break the record Dugu Lingtian set in the Wolong Fate Tower. If you succeed, I'll let you stay, pardon your offenses, and grant you the title of Wolong disciple."
"If you fail, not only will I expel you — I'll take your worthless life."
Having said this, the Sect Master turned her gaze to Duan Liufeng: "Duan Liufeng, don't think that just because you're the head elder of the Wolong Sect, you can do as you please."
"Today, I'll let it slide on account of your past contributions."
"Behave yourself."
The Sect Master's words had not yet faded when her figure had already vanished without a trace.
"Chu Feng, you really are something else."
Duan Liufeng stood up and looked at Chu Feng, unsure whether to scold him or praise him.
"Regardless, I've managed to stay. I can still participate in tomorrow's marriage tournament." Chu Feng said.
"Forget the marriage tournament — you'd have a hard time winning it. But even setting that aside, agreeing to this challenge means your life is probably in jeopardy."
Duan Liufeng sighed.
"What exactly is the Wolong Fate Tower?"
Chu Feng asked. He knew that Duan Liufeng's worry must have something to do with that tower.
"The Wolong Fate Tower is no place for cultivation. It's a place where you go to die."
"There's nothing to be gained there — only the possibility of losing your life. Even if you survive, it will do you absolutely no good and nothing but harm."
Duan Liufeng said.
"Then what exactly is it?"
Chu Feng pressed further.
"Don't worry about that for now. Just focus on preparing for tomorrow's contest."
"After tomorrow's match, I'll tell you everything about the Wolong Fate Tower."
Duan Liufeng said to Chu Feng.
"Brother Duan, I'm sorry. I've dragged you into this."
Chu Feng said, filled with guilt.
"I'll be fine. It's you I'm worried about…"
"Never mind, never mind. Don't burden yourself with that. Just prepare well for tomorrow."