Let alone the Ethereal Fairy—that great figure whose name shook the entire Eastern Sea Region—or the mysterious master whose true identity remained completely unknown, just Daoist Nun Qiushui of the Mandarin Duck Terrace alone was more than enough to annihilate his Wang family.
In terms of personal strength, he couldn't hold a candle to Wuqing, so he had every reason to be afraid.
In terms of those backing him, he fell even further short of Wuqing's level, so he truly had no choice but to fear.
If before he could still use his family to threaten Chu Feng, then now he had to worry whether his own clan would be dragged down by his foolish actions.
In this moment, Wang Long felt utterly hopeless, as if doomsday itself had arrived—because he never could have imagined that this fellow he had looked down on from the bottom of his heart would turn out to be the one he dreaded most, or rather, the one that countless young cultivators across the entire Eastern Sea Region feared: Wuqing.
He was filled with regret—deep, agonizing regret that twisted his insides. If he had known beforehand that Chu Feng was Wuqing, then even with a hundred times the courage he would never have dared treat Chu Feng this way. Forget about making an enemy of Chu Feng—he wouldn't even have had the nerve to speak a single word of defiance in his presence.
"Chu Feng, you—you're actually Wuqing?!" In truth, it wasn't only Wang Long who was stunned by Chu Feng's current appearance. Lan Xi was equally shocked, because she too recognized at a single glance who Chu Feng's face now represented.
Meeting Lan Xi's stunned gaze, Chu Feng simply offered a faint smile. "Senior Sister Lan Xi, it really is me. We met at the Ethereal Fairy Peak, remember?"
"Heavens! He's actually Wuqing—the one who shook the entire Eastern Sea Region, defeated three geniuses of the Immortal Slayer Archipelago, and is hailed as a once-in-a-generation prodigy who will surpass Murong Xun?!"
"How… how is this possible?!"
Once Chu Feng confirmed his identity, nearly everyone present was rendered speechless. They had all heard tales of Wuqing's exploits—they knew this was someone who could command storms even among the peak figures of the younger generation.
And they had actually mocked, humiliated, and even tried to kill such a person. Only now did they realize how staggeringly stupid they had been. Stupid beyond all measure.
In that instant, it wasn't just Wang Long who had lost all hope. Wang Yue, Lan Yanzhi, and the others felt exactly the same despair.
Because no matter how they looked at it, they could never have imagined that the person they had always looked down on—the one they thought was merely posturing, only daring to act arrogant under Tai Kou's protection—would turn out to be the Wuqing who now held fame across the Eastern Sea. They had truly offended someone they could not afford to offend.
But compared to their terror, Su Rou and the others were overwhelmed with shock and delight, because they too had heard of Wuqing's exploits. They had even praised Wuqing right to Chu Feng's face—and now, thinking back on it, they could barely suppress their laughter.
Because they truly hadn't expected that Wuqing, the very person they admired, turned out to be the one closest to them: Chu Feng.
"Brother Wuqing, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding—it's all one big misunderstanding!"
"We met at the Ethereal Fairy Peak. You should know what kind of person I, Wang Long, am."
"The biggest mistake here is that you shouldn't have hidden your identity. If I'd known it was you, how could I have possibly gone after you like this?" In this moment, all of Wang Long's previous arrogance and backbone had completely evaporated. Without the slightest shred of shame, he began shamelessly trying to ingratiate himself with Chu Feng.
However, Chu Feng—who had long since seen Wang Long's true colors—felt not the slightest flicker of emotion at this display. Instead, he replied, "Of course I know what kind of person you are. Don't forget who it was that stopped you in the depths of the forest, after you'd drugged Lan Xi unconscious and were about to do unspeakable things to her—who snatched her right out of your clutches."
"Wang Long, so it was you?!" The moment those words left Chu Feng's mouth, Lan Xi's face transformed in an instant. A torrent of murderous fury erupted from within her, and written across her young face were two words: rage.