When Chu Feng arrived at the location, he did not see Wen Xue.
However, a burst of cursing from not far away caught his attention.
A large crowd had gathered there, comprising people from various factions.
Among them, a pockmarked old man was hurling abuse at the top of his lungs.
"This Hell Sect is a bunch of son-of-a-bitches! Do they really think they own the Bloodline Star River?"
"They just do whatever the hell they want?"
"A bunch of son-of-a-bitches, slowing my cultivation progress to a crawl."
"Don't let me catch any of them — I'll cripple every last one! I'll strip their skin and pull out their tendons."
"As for eating their flesh, I wouldn't bother — those sons of bitches stink too much."
Hearing this, the people around him couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Listening more closely, Chu Feng learned that this crowd was all discussing matters related to the Immortal Starfield.
They already knew that the Immortal Starfield was connected to the Hell Sect.
They also knew that this Immortal Starfield, which had come from another star river, had been devouring the power of the Bloodline Star River.
As a result, many people harbored deep resentment toward the Hell Sect.
It was true — over the years, their cultivation speed had slowed considerably.
They hadn't known the reason before, but now they did. It turned out the Hell Sect had brought in this Immortal Starfield, which had been siphoning away the Bloodline Starfield's power all along.
On the surface it was draining the star river's energy, but in effect it was stealing away the futures of every cultivator here.
Still, resentment was one thing.
Aside from the pockmarked old man who dared to curse openly, the rest merely echoed his complaints in grumbles. Not a single person had the guts to directly challenge the Hell Sect.
The solution they could think of was to leave the Bloodline Star River entirely — they were all planning where to relocate.
"Junior Brother, you're so slow~"
Suddenly, a voice reached Chu Feng's ears.
It was none other than the pockmarked old man from the crowd — the one who had been cursing the Hell Sect the loudest.
By now, the old man had broken away from the group, risen into the air, and was flying off into the distance.
Chu Feng quickly gave chase.
Once the two of them had reached a deserted area, the pockmarked old man swept his sleeve, and a layer of concealment energy enveloped them both.
"Senior Sister."
Chu Feng stepped forward and called out. He was almost certain that the pockmarked old man before him was Wen Xue.
"Mm-hm, it's me." Wen Xue turned around and replied.
"How did you end up looking like this?"
Chu Feng was astonished by Wen Xue's disguise. Even though she was speaking to him right now, he couldn't sense any trace of her aura at all. The quality of this camouflage was truly extraordinary.
"Your Senior Sister is who, these days? I'm a traitor of the Hell Sect."
"The Hell Sect has a bounty out on me right now. If I don't look like this, am I just going to sit around waiting for them to catch me?"
Wen Xue said.
Chu Feng found that hard to argue with, so he said, "Senior Sister, you came back really fast."
"Because I'm efficient," Wen Xue replied.
"Senior Sister, does that mean you've figured out a way into the Immortal Starfield?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Of course." Wen Xue looked pleased with herself.
"What is it?" Chu Feng asked.
"Here, put these on."
As she spoke, Wen Xue produced two Hell Sect robes and wide-brimmed bamboo hats.
"Just putting these on will work?" Chu Feng asked.
"Naturally," Wen Xue said.
"But from what I observed, the Immortal Starfield has a sealing formation around it."
"Only specific entrances allow entry — even ordinary Hell Sect members can't get in," Chu Feng said.
"Oh, your Senior Sister has her own methods. Don't you trust me?" Wen Xue said.
"I really don't."
"Back in the Ancestral Martial Realm's secret ruins, you had the power to help me but didn't. I still remember that."
Chu Feng said.
"Tch, you're really going to bring that up?"
"Believe me, I won't screw you over this time," Wen Xue said.
"Fine."
As he spoke, Chu Feng put on the Hell Sect outfit.
"Let's go. Time to move."