“What’s going on?”
When those blood-red words appeared, everyone’s eyes widened in shock.
It was clear this was aimed at Chu Feng.
But the Black-Feathered Specter curse was supposed to belong to the Tantai Heavenly Clan—so why was it targeting Chu Feng?
“Senior, I truly don’t know what’s happening. This absolutely isn’t something my clan fabricated. You’re a Saint-Cloak World Spiritist—check it yourself. No one in my clan could possibly pull off something like this,” Tantai Xing’er said, her voice tinged with growing panic. The situation was too bizarre, and if it continued like this, people would start suspecting the Tantai Heavenly Clan was behind it.
She had to clear their name now, or explanations later would fall on deaf ears.
“This technique doesn’t seem like something the Tantai Heavenly Clan could manage,” Wuming Xingyun concluded after an inspection.
“But even if the curse has resurfaced, it shouldn’t be targeting Chu Feng. He’s only just arrived at the Tantai Heavenly Clan,” Wuma Shengjie pointed out.
“As it stands, it’s likely someone’s impersonating the Black-Feathered Specter, using its identity to kidnap Miss Liluo and threaten Chu Feng,” Wuming Xingyun mused. “But if it’s an enemy of Chu Feng’s, having captured Liluo, they wouldn’t typically resort to this kind of threat. This is indeed peculiar.”
Chu Feng, naturally, was just as eager to unravel the mystery.
He kept searching for clues, but in the end, he found nothing—no trace of who had taken Bai Liluo or where she’d been taken.
“I’d really like to know who’s playing this joke on me,” Chu Feng suddenly chuckled.
His laugh was tinged with helplessness. By now, he was almost certain this so-called Black-Feathered Specter wasn’t the real deal—someone was impersonating it.
But to leave behind such black feathers and mimic it so flawlessly that even Wuming Xingyun couldn’t spot a flaw? That alone proved the impersonator’s strength was extraordinary.
“Chu Feng, what’s your plan?” Wuma Shengjie asked.
“At this point, it seems I have no choice but to compete in the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection and aim for the top. Hopefully, this person keeps their word,” Chu Feng replied.
Hearing this, Wuming Xingyun and Wuma Shengjie actually breathed a sigh of relief.
They’d been worried Bai Liluo’s disappearance would throw Chu Feng off balance.
Now, it seemed their concerns were unfounded. Chu Feng was still determined to join the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection.
And he’d absolutely give it his all.
It all stemmed from those blood-red words released from the black feather.
After all, they’d explicitly stated that Chu Feng had to claim first place in the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars to see Bai Liluo again.
For Chu Feng right now, Bai Liluo’s safety was undoubtedly a greater motivator than anything else. He’d go all out, even at any cost.
So, in truth, Wuming Xingyun, Wuma Shengjie, and even Tantai Xing’er were all wondering whether this impersonator was Chu Feng’s enemy or ally.
This “threat” hadn’t harmed Chu Feng—instead, it had spurred him on.
After making his decision, Chu Feng originally planned to leave the Tantai Heavenly Clan and head straight to the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection site.
But Tantai Xing’er urged him to stay, suggesting they investigate the Black-Feathered Specter together—partly to clear her clan’s name and partly because she wanted to travel with him.
With Wuming Xingyun also insisting he stay and join them, Chu Feng eventually agreed.
Unbeknownst to him, after confirming Chu Feng’s participation in the selection, Wuming Xingyun penned a secret letter.
Though the Starfield Main Realm didn’t participate in the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars, they were the ones hosting it.
Thus, they held absolute authority over this prestigious event renowned across the Ancestral Martial Starfield.
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Nine Dragons Anomalous Ridge!
Located at the heart of the Nine Dragons Upper Realm.
Legend had it that this wasn’t an ordinary place. It was said to connect directly to the depths of the Nine Dragons Upper Realm’s underground, where the fabled Nine Dragons Qi lay hidden—a substance of no small significance.
Rumor had it that the Nine Dragons Saint Cloak, famed across the Ancestral Martial Starfield, was crafted by the legendary World Spirit Immortal King using this very Nine Dragons Qi.
The Nine Dragons Anomalous Ridge was renowned, yet no one had ever managed to reach the depths of the Nine Dragons Upper Realm from here.
As such, it wasn’t a restricted area, nor was it guarded. On normal days, aside from curious onlookers, few lingered here.
But recently, things had changed.
The Nine Dragons Anomalous Ridge was now sealed off by a powerful barrier, and the surrounding area was packed with people—crowds filled the skies and the ground alike.
Many among them were no ordinary figures.
Judging by their attire and the tokens at their waists, plenty weren’t from the Nine Dragons Upper Realm—some were even overlords from other upper realms.
Occasionally, you’d spot a starfield-famous big shot in the crowd.
The reason for this gathering? The Starfield Main Realm had chosen the Nine Dragons Anomalous Ridge as the site for the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection.
With the event drawing near, many had arrived early to secure a good spot.
After all, everyone knew the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection was the most thrilling showdown among the younger generation in the Ancestral Martial Starfield.
No one wanted to miss this spectacle.
