"Your friends are all waiting for you."
As if sensing Chu Feng's curiosity, Long Moxiao turned back and said to him.
Through Long Moxiao's explanation, Chu Feng learned that the Dragon Breath Hot Spring's opening had indeed been orchestrated to draw him in.
But who could have anticipated that Chu Feng would simply vanish?
Instead, the move had attracted all those friends who had supported Chu Feng that day.
According to Long Moxiao, the Totem Dragon Clan's clan chief, Totem Nine Paths, as well as Xia Xingchen, the Immortal Realm Spiritist, and even Ouyang Kongyu had all realized that the Dragon Breath Hot Spring's opening was a signal awaiting Chu Feng, and so these individuals had gathered there one after another.
It could be said that among the many experts who had stood up for Chu Feng that day, all except that madwoman were now inside the Dragon Breath Hot Spring.
After a stretch of traveling, Chu Feng arrived at the Dragon Breath Hot Spring where the assembled experts had gathered.
This Dragon Breath Hot Spring was not currently open for business, yet it was far grander than any ordinary branch.
Though it lacked a particularly lavish exterior, from a distance its size alone was that of a considerable palace.
This was the place Long Mucheng had prepared specially to host Chu Feng's friends.
"Chu Feng!!!"
Chu Feng and Long Moxiao were still a good distance from the palace when its doors suddenly burst open.
Three graceful figures shot out like celestial maidens, hurtling straight toward Chu Feng.
They were Long Mucheng, Xia Xingchen, and the Immortal Realm Spiritist.
"Chu Feng, what took you so long? I thought you'd already left."
Long Mucheng arrived in front of Chu Feng, words of complaint on her lips, yet grinning from ear to ear.
"Chu Feng, you really are something—those people from the Prison Sect had you running circles around them."
The Immortal Realm Spiritist led with praise, her lovely eyes fixed straight on Chu Feng's face, her gaze gentle and deep.
"What kind of benefit did you get? Was it more concentrated Luck Force?"
"Wait—that wasn't a Luck Sacred Realm, was it? They said it was an Awakening Sacred Realm. Could it be that your bloodline awakened?"
Xia Xingchen asked as well. Though she wasn't as openly expressive as the Immortal Realm Spiritist, her eyes had curved into crescent moons, revealing her delight just the same.
Before Chu Feng could answer, a massive crowd surged out of the Dragon Breath Hot Spring like a swarm of locusts, and in the blink of an eye they had surrounded Chu Feng in midair so tightly that not a drop of water could get through.
Among them were not only Totem Nine Paths, but also high-ranking members of the Dragon Breath Clan and the Totem Dragon Clan. One could say that every single person present was no ordinary figure.
Everyone was curious about what Chu Feng had gained, but they were even more eager to praise his performance.
"Alright, alright, everyone listen to me."
"I know you're all excited to see Chu Feng, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. We can talk things over slowly."
"It's not as if I haven't prepared a place for you all to rest. Why stand around out here? Come, come—let's go inside and talk."
Long Mucheng waved her hands around, herding everyone toward the palace like she was shooing a flock of geese.
And so the crowd filed back into the Dragon Breath Hot Spring.
The establishment housed a main hall as well as several side halls.
Whether in the main hall or the side halls, every table beside each seat had been laid out with fine pastries and fresh fruit, along with the Dragon Breath Hot Spring's finest Dragon Spring water, all prepared to treat the guests.
The side halls had originally been set aside as private resting quarters for heavyweight figures like Ouyang Kongyu, Totem Nine Paths, and the Totem Dragon Clan's clan chief.
But now everyone had gathered together in the main hall.
Everyone was already seated, except for Chu Feng. Instead, he walked to the very front of the great hall, turned around, and bowed deeply to the assembled crowd.
"I thank all of you seniors for your help this time."
Chu Feng's gratitude came straight from the heart.
After all, taking his side in that situation had already earned them the enmity of the Seven Realms Sacred Palace and the Prison Sect.
"Young friend Chu Feng, there's no need for that. We didn't really help at all."
The Totem Dragon Clan's clan chief hurried forward and helped Chu Feng to his feet.
"In truth, you never needed us at all. You could have handled everything yourself."
Daoist Long Yi also stepped forward.
"Exactly—if anything, we should be thanking you for putting on such a spectacular show."
Right after, the other Daoists echoed in agreement.
"Chu Feng, we're all friends here. We know your character. No need for formalities."
"Now tell us—what kind of benefit did you actually get?"
Long Mucheng blinked her big eyes, one arm crossed over her chest and the other propping up her delicate chin, staring at Chu Feng with eager curiosity.
And with those words, every last person turned their expectant gaze toward Chu Feng.