"Young Master."
Seeing this, Jiang Taibai and Jiang Yuantai spoke simultaneously, not wanting Jiang Kongping to say it.
But Jiang Kongping still gritted his teeth and said to Chu Feng, "We've run into trouble. If you could, I beg you to save my father."
"I know I have no right to ask you for help, but as long as you're willing, I'll pay any price."
At these words, Jiang Kongping actually dropped to his knees before Chu Feng.
Chu Feng helped him to his feet. "What happened? Tell me the details."
He didn't know what kind of trouble they'd run into, so it was better to ask for specifics.
Then, based on Jiang Kongping's account, Chu Feng learned the general circumstances.
There was a sacred cultivation ground that his father had discovered. As long as one brought the appropriate cultivation resources and trained there, the results would be exceptional.
Ever since they left the Nine Souls Heavenly River, Jiang Kongping had resolved to work hard and train diligently, so he had sought out his father. His father, upon learning that Jiang Kongping intended to knuckle down, had dropped everything and brought only a small handful of trusted subordinates here.
They had been in closed-door seclusion ever since.
But who could have imagined that recently another person had appeared in the Blood-Colored Desert, lingering throughout it — as though searching for the sacred cultivation ground where they were hiding.
And this person was a figure of considerable standing within the Alchemy Immortal Sect.
Although Jiang Jingyu and the others had left the Alchemy Immortal Sect long ago, they still harbored feelings for it and had always wanted to return. Seeing that this big shot had come alone, they proactively revealed themselves to show goodwill, volunteering the location of the sacred cultivation ground they had discovered.
But who could have imagined that this big shot practiced demonic arts, and upon learning that Jiang Kongping had exceptional talent and a special bloodline, she wanted to kill him — to use him for cultivation and supplement her own power.
Jiang Jingyu naturally would not hand Jiang Kongping over.
Now he was alone, holding off that big shot, buying time for Jiang Kongping and the others to escape.
"Chu Feng, this person's status is extraordinary — someone who can single-handedly cover the sky with one hand, an incredibly dangerous big shot."
"I know you fear nothing under heaven, but I must be completely honest with you."
"She truly is not someone you want to cross. If you're unwilling to help, I can understand."
"But if you are willing, I'll serve you even as a beast of burden to repay you."
When Jiang Kongping said these words, his eyes were already brimming with tears, on the verge of spilling over.
But the moment he finished, bursts of laughter suddenly rang out — a contemptuous laughter.
It wasn't Chu Feng who laughed. It came from the gray-cloaked figures behind him.
"If we won't help, we won't help. What are you laughing about?" Jiang Yuantai asked, brow furrowed.
He had never expected Chu Feng's group to help in the first place, and seeing the people behind Chu Feng actually break into laughter like that, he assumed they were mocking them.
"Sigh, I-I-I... I'm telling you — just tell us where the person is and what their cultivation level is."
"A mere Alchemy Immortal Sect — there's no one my brother Chu Feng wouldn't dare to offend."
"If anyone should be afraid, it's them," Wang Qiang said.
"Exactly, just say it straight. A mere Alchemy Immortal Sect — forget Chu Feng, even we don't consider them worth a second glance," Qin Xuan added.
After these two spoke, the expressions of the remaining Alchemy Immortal Sect members grew somewhat complicated.
Although it was clear these two possessed some strength, weren't those words far too arrogant?
The Alchemy Immortal Sect was no small player.
It was a colossal force known throughout the entire vast world of martial cultivation.