Along the way, Chu Feng had naturally heard quite a lot about the ninth young master's deeds.
This fellow was the type who was bad, but not thoroughly so. He had done evil things, but he wasn't the kind of person who committed great atrocities.
Simply put — he could be killed or spared, either way.
Finally, Chu Feng found the ninth young master inside a tavern.
This ninth young master, though no longer young in age, still had the appearance of a young man, and was actually rather handsome-looking.
The entire tavern had been booked out by the ninth young master. He was alone, drinking in the main hall.
When Chu Feng barged in, he didn't bother asking who it was. Instead, with a casual flick of his hand, he tossed a Universe Bag right in front of Chu Feng.
"This place is reserved by this young master. Don't ruin my mood."
The ninth young master didn't even spare Chu Feng a proper glance — he clearly couldn't be bothered with him.
Chu Feng reached out and caught the Universe Bag, discovering that the ninth young master wasn't stingy at all.
Though the contents were useless to Chu Feng, for an ordinary cultivator, they would be quite a windfall.
"You're from the Ye Immortal Clan, correct?" Chu Feng asked.
Hearing this, the ninth young master, who had been lounging in his chair, immediately sat up and sized Chu Feng up carefully. "Who are you?"
"I want to ask you a few things. Have you ever seen this person?"
As he spoke, Chu Feng unfurled the portrait of his grandmother.
However, the ninth young master didn't answer. Instead, he struck out with his palm, and a torrent of martial force surged toward Chu Feng in the form of a massive net, attempting to seize him.
Fifth Rank True God — that was the ninth young master's cultivation level.
But against such an attack, Chu Feng merely shifted his will, and barrier force erupted from his body, instantly incinerating the incoming net of martial force.
Seeing the situation turn against him, the ninth young master launched no further attacks. Instead, he asked in a tense voice: "Are you an enemy of our Ye Immortal Clan?"
Chu Feng didn't answer. In the blink of an eye, he appeared right in front of the ninth young master, his palm seizing the man's head.
At the same time, he activated the Guarding Nightmare.
Chu Feng was worried that the ninth young master might have a protective formation inside his body. With the Guarding Nightmare active, he had nothing to fear from such formations.
But if the protective formation was linked to an expert of the Ye Immortal Clan, then what he was about to do could become quite troublesome.
To Chu Feng's surprise, however, this ninth young master of the Ye Immortal Clan didn't have any protective formation at all.
Chu Feng pulled his hand away and noticed that the ninth young master's face had gone white with fear — the man probably thought Chu Feng was going to kill him.
"Be cooperative, and I might consider sparing your life," Chu Feng said.
But the moment those words left Chu Feng's mouth, the ninth young master let out a light laugh: "The men of our Ye Immortal Clan have never feared heaven or earth. I may not have many other fine qualities, but I've certainly got backbone. You think you can get words out of m—"
Before he could finish, Chu Feng swept his sleeve, and countless torture instruments materialized before them.
"I'll tell you whatever you want to know!" the ninth young master blurted out in a hurry.
Chu Feng paid him no heed and picked up a dagger covered in spikes.
That got the ninth young master panicking: "What are you doing?! Don't raise your hand! I already told you I'd talk! I'm a man of my word — I'll tell the absolute truth with nothing held back. But I genuinely don't recognize the person you're asking about."
"Then tell me — what's your standing within the Ye Immortal Clan?" Chu Feng asked.
"Huh? I... Well, my status is decent enough. I am, after all, the clan head's own son — a proper young master."
"So I'd advise you to think twice, friend. If you really hurt me, my parents won't let you off."
The ninth young master said.
"The head of the Ye Immortal Clan changed, didn't he? As far as I know, it's Ye Xiancheng now?" Chu Feng said.
"You know about that?"
"The current clan head is indeed my little brother, Ye Xiancheng."
"Though our father has already passed the clan head position to him, in my heart, I've never regarded him as the clan head."
"Don't let his obedient and sensible appearance fool you — that guy is scheming as they come, full of wicked tricks."
"Among us brothers, he's the youngest, but he's by far the most cunning."
"Oh right — do you have a grudge against him?"
"If you do, I'll help you deal with him," the ninth young master said.
"Fine," Chu Feng said.
"So how do you want to deal with him?" the ninth young master asked.
"Just cooperate. Otherwise... I'll make you wish you'd never been born."
With that, Chu Feng began setting up a formation.
This formation wasn't merely designed to force the other to speak — it was meant to gain complete control over him.
As such, setting it up required some time.
The ninth young master was indeed a coward at heart.
Throughout the process, he behaved himself perfectly, not daring to make even the slightest suspicious move.
Once Chu Feng completed the formation, the ninth young master simply said: "Friend, I haven't lived long enough yet. Whatever it is you plan to do, please make sure you leave me alive."
And just at that moment, Chu Feng abruptly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the building to look toward the sky above.
An anomaly had appeared in the heavens.
But that anomaly took the form of characters — characters visible to every person in the entire world.