"Hell Sect?"
The moment those two words entered Song Yuwei and Old Monk Yiku's eyes, a wave of unease immediately appeared on their faces.
Hell Sect — how could they not know?
It was the universally acknowledged heterodox faction across the vast cultivation world, one that even the great Heavenly River overlords were unwilling to provoke lightly.
Why had the Hell Sect suddenly decided to cause trouble for Chu Feng?
But compared to Song Yuwei and Old Monk Yiku, Chu Feng and Wang Qiang seemed far more composed.
"Brother, do you know Baili Zilin?" Wang Qiang looked toward Chu Feng.
"No, never heard of him." Chu Feng shook his head.
"Looking for trouble, are we?"
"Th-th-then… what do you think about it?"
"Should we go teach him a lesson?" Wang Qiang asked.
"I don't have time to bother with him."
"Am I supposed to show up every time some random nobody jumps out to challenge me?" Chu Feng said with a smile.
"But this guy seems to have some kind of background."
"If you refuse his public challenge, won't people think you d-d-d-daren't go?" Wang Qiang asked.
"Let them think what they want. I, Chu Feng, don't need to live by their opinions. If they wanted me dead, would I actually go die?"
"Right, brother?"
Chu Feng asked with a grin.
"Mm, I think what you said m-m-makes a lot of sense." Wang Qiang gave Chu Feng a thumbs up.
"Come on, let's go have a great meal."
Chu Feng slung his arm around Wang Qiang's shoulder.
After that, the group disguised their faces and found a popular restaurant, where they ate to their hearts' content.
It had been so long since they'd had good food that even Yue Ling threw caution to the wind, eating until her lips glistened with grease.
Wang Qiang went without saying — the smacking and slurping coming from his mouth was no different from a pig at a trough.
Quite a few cultivators in the restaurant cast odd glances their way, and had they not looked like people you wouldn't want to mess with, someone might have stepped in directly.
"Brother, how long has it been since you last ate?" Chu Feng asked.
"Heh heh, delicious. Really delicious."
Wang Qiang grinned wide, his voice already muffled by the mouthfuls of meat he was stuffing in.
The truth was, even at their level of cultivation, they could survive perfectly well without eating or drinking. But fine food had always been something they cherished.
Life was full of setbacks, suffering, and countless unhappy moments.
So why did people still yearn for immortality?
Because there were also many beautiful things in this world worth holding on to.
And good food was one of them.
"Brother, what are your p-p-plans going forward?" Wang Qiang wiped his mouth and asked quietly.
"I'm planning to find Zi Ling and go into seclusion with him for a while."
"Come along then," Chu Feng replied through spiritual transmission.
"I'll pass. I'm still a member of the Divine Body Heaven Gate, after all. Since I've already come out of the Age of the Gods, I th-th-think I should head back first," Wang Qiang said.
"Then I'll escort you back," Chu Feng said.
"Aiya, n-n-n-no need. I w-w-w-want to see the world on my own for a bit. You should go find Zi Ling quickly."
"You've got a w-w-w-wife to think about, unlike your old bachelor of a brother here. Spend more time with her when you can," Wang Qiang said.
Hearing that, Chu Feng chuckled.
Truth be told, when Wang Qiang said he was leaving, Chu Feng felt a pang of reluctance.
Chu Feng had many friends, but if he had to pick, the times spent with Wang Qiang had always been the most enjoyable.
But there was no helping it — everyone had their own path to walk.
After that, Wang Qiang departed.
Chu Feng, meanwhile, sent Song Yuwei and the others back to that ancient secret realm.
The place was still quite safe.
Moreover, now that the restriction had been lifted, they were free to move about as they pleased.
As for Chu Feng, he went to find Zi Ling.
Chu Feng had decided to enter seclusion because, although his primary focus was on cultivation, he had also been studying the gate that sealed the Asura Army.
That gate was a special formation.
If Chu Feng could decipher it, the Asura Army would not only regain their freedom but also be able to advance in cultivation.
After days of research, Chu Feng had already found the right direction — all that remained was a final breakthrough.
So he was preparing to enter seclusion and break through the seal in one decisive push.