"Big Brother."
Xiao Yu'er and the others looked extremely anxious.
Yet they all felt powerless. They could sense just how unbreakable that cage was.
It was oppression from an entirely different level — something they simply couldn't break free from.
"Hey, since you're restarting the challenge, at the very least — at the very, very, very, very least — swap out the incense, right?"
"It's about to — it's almost — it's nearly gone out!"
With no other option, Wang Qiang shouted at the top of his lungs.
But would that black monster pay him any attention?
"Chu Feng, why don't you let this Queen give it a try?"
Egg's voice sounded beside Chu Feng's ear, though she didn't open the Spirit Gate directly. It was merely a suggestion — she would still respect Chu Feng's decision.
"Egg, I think this is my trial. I have to face it myself."
With those words, Chu Feng suddenly turned toward the barrier gate and called out in a loud voice: "Brother Ye, come in!!!"
The moment those words left his lips, Ye Xiancheng — who was standing outside — froze in surprise. He pointed at himself: "Are you calling me?"
As it turned out, after the barrier gate had changed, people could not only see what was happening inside — they could also hear the sounds from within.
"He's probably calling you," Ye Xiancheng's parents said.
Hearing that, Ye Xiancheng immediately stepped into the barrier gate, though he only stood near the entrance, just like Zhao the Eighth.
He knew this wasn't something he could interfere in. He even felt that, as a fellow junior, coming in here might be far more dangerous for him than it was for Zhao the Eighth.
But he still entered, because he could not refuse Chu Feng.
The moment he stepped inside, Chu Feng said: "Lend me your divine spear."
"Sure."
Ye Xiancheng agreed without hesitation. With a flick of his wrist, a divine spear materialized and flew toward Chu Feng.
Chu Feng caught the weapon, looked at it with some exasperation, and tossed it right back to Ye Xiancheng.
"I meant the gold and jade-inlaid one you used when we sparred," Chu Feng said.
"What? You mean the Yuxian?" Ye Xiancheng's expression changed drastically.
Not just him — the members of the Ye Immortal Clan outside the barrier gate all went pale as well.
As members of the Ye Immortal Clan, they understood full well what the spear named Yuxian represented.
"That's right. That one," Chu Feng said.
At those words, Ye Xiancheng turned his wrist once more, and an extraordinarily exquisite divine spear appeared in his hand.
The spear shaft was gold, embedded with pieces of jade-green stone that formed an elegant pattern — a true work of art.
But the moment this spear appeared, the very atmosphere of heaven and earth was stirred. It was clearly different from an ordinary divine weapon.
"Chu Feng, the Yuxian is our Ye Immortal Clan's supreme inherited treasure. In all our clan, only I can wield it. Outsiders simply cannot—"
Before Ye Xiancheng could finish, Chu Feng cut in: "Brother Ye. Lend it to me."
Ye Xiancheng was deeply conflicted. Had it been anyone else, he would never have agreed. This weapon held tremendous significance for the Ye Immortal Clan — he himself had to address it with reverence, calling it the Yuxian.
But for Chu Feng, it wasn't that he didn't want to lend it. He was afraid that if the spear didn't recognize Chu Feng, the backlash could be devastating.
Yet seeing how insistent Chu Feng was, and knowing time was short, he couldn't say much more. All he could do was warn: "Brother Chu Feng, please be careful."
Only then did he toss the divine spear named Yuxian toward Chu Feng.
Chu Feng caught it smoothly and immediately began to wield it. In that instant, heaven and earth trembled. A merged aura of gold and green radiated from the Yuxian and fused into Chu Feng's body.
"You've got to be kidding me?"
The sight left Ye Xiancheng utterly dumbfounded.
"How is this possible?"
Outside the barrier gate, Ye Xiancheng's parents, along with every member of the Ye Immortal Clan, were equally slack-jawed — half-convinced they had to be seeing things.
The Yuxian's fearsome reputation was no exaggeration. Even Ye Xiancheng's parents couldn't wield it. In the entire Ye Immortal Clan, only Ye Xiancheng could — and only after he had received the Immortal's Inheritance.
Yet this outsider, this man who didn't belong to the Ye Immortal Clan at all, had so easily gained the Yuxian's recognition?
"What a spear."
Chu Feng gazed at the divine weapon in his hand, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.