Upon learning Chu Feng’s identity, everyone’s eyes flashed with astonishment.
Even Liangqiu Chengfeng was no exception.
If it were anyone else, the reaction might not have been so strong, but the son of Chu Xuanyuan truly caught them off guard.
“When did Chu Xuanyuan pop out another son?” someone asked, still reeling from the shock.
“Chu Xuanyuan seems to have only one son,” Li Ruochu said.
“One son? Isn’t that the useless kid who can’t cultivate, named Chu Feng?” someone questioned.
“Exactly him,” Li Ruochu confirmed.
“Didn’t they say he was dead?” another exclaimed in disbelief.
“Hearsay’s unreliable, seeing is believing, and this kid’s no cripple when it comes to cultivation—his talent will shine through in time,” Li Ruochu stated.
As a member of the Li Heavenly Clan, she knew full well that when their younger generation provoked the Chu Heavenly Clan, it was this Chu Feng who single-handedly repelled them all.
To the Li Clan, it was a disgrace.
But Li Ruochu didn’t see it that way, for she… from the start, bore no hostility toward the Chu Clan.
After her words, the gazes fixed on Chu Feng grew more intricate.
“This guy’s using a treasure to hide his cultivation, such insolence,” someone grumbled indignantly.
They wanted to see through Chu Feng’s cultivation but couldn’t.
“If you can’t see it, so be it, why accuse him of using a treasure?” Li Ruochu countered.
“A junior, if not with a treasure, how could he hide it from me?” the man retorted.
“Why not? Even if his cultivation’s below yours, if his spirit formation technique surpasses you, you’d still be blind to it,” Li Ruochu replied.
“What a joke, though I focus on martial cultivation, I’m still an Insect Mark Honoured-cloak Spirit Formationist, could a mere junior outstrip me in spirit techniques?” the man snapped, clearly offended.
Many nodded in agreement with him.
To this, Li Ruochu just smiled faintly, opting not to argue further.
She didn’t know Chu Feng’s exact level in spirit formation, nor if he was truly hiding his cultivation with a treasure.
But she disliked the arrogance of this crowd.
Though she hadn’t lived through Chu Xuanyuan’s era of dominance, she’d heard tales of his reign over the Ancestral Martial Star Region.
When Chu Xuanyuan first rose, word spread, yet most dismissed it, refusing to believe a junior could be so extraordinary.
Not only disbelieving, they mocked him.
But once they met Chu Xuanyuan, witnessed his heaven-defying power, those same skeptics turned to grovelling flattery.
Li Ruochu knew these people here had once feared Chu Xuanyuan, yet now, based on mere hearsay, they denied his son.
She found such behaviour distasteful.
“This kid is indeed unusual,” Liangqiu Chengfeng spoke again.
“Sir, why say that?” His words instantly drew everyone’s attention.
Unlike with Li Ruochu, they didn’t argue back—they listened eagerly, keen to learn.
“He’s not just idly watching my breaking formation, he’s studying it closely.”
“He’s trying to glean some insight from it,” Liangqiu Chengfeng explained.
“Glean insight? Him?”
“This kid’s got some nerve.”
“He didn’t inherit Chu Xuanyuan’s talent, just his arrogance, sigh…”
Liangqiu Chengfeng’s remark sparked a wave of mockery toward Chu Feng.
“Though I can’t be sure, from his gaze, I’d guess his spirit formation technique is at least Insect Mark Honoured-cloak level,” Liangqiu Chengfeng said.
“Sir, are you serious?”
This stunned them—they’d thought Li Ruochu was spouting nonsense, but hadn’t considered Chu Feng might actually be an Honoured-cloak Spirit Formationist.
Yet Liangqiu Chengfeng’s words forced them to take it seriously.
“I don’t jest, and… his cultivation is quite impressive too,” Liangqiu Chengfeng added.
Now, not only did their eyes widen with shock, their faces shifted.
Clearly, Liangqiu Chengfeng had pierced Chu Feng’s cultivation, and… it was no small matter, or he wouldn’t rate it so highly.
“Sir, what’s Chu Feng’s cultivation?” someone asked.
“Since he’s hiding it on purpose, there’s a reason, I won’t spill it, when he chooses to show it, you’ll all see,” Liangqiu Chengfeng said with a faint smile.
This answer left them uneasy.
Liangqiu Chengfeng had whetted their appetite, then withheld the dish—it was maddening.
But just as their frustration peaked, he spoke again, adding, “At least for now, this kid… lives up to the name of Chu Xuanyuan’s son.”
“This…”
That line made their gazes on Chu Feng grow even weightier.
‘Lives up to Chu Xuanyuan’s son’—that was sky-high praise.
Some even started using special observation techniques, desperate to peek at Chu Feng’s cultivation.
Not for any other reason, but Liangqiu Chengfeng’s words had fully ignited their curiosity, they all craved to know what this son of Chu Xuanyuan could do.
Yet, trapped in the array’s core, their external perception was hampered.
Coupled with Chu Feng’s deliberate concealment, despite the core housing Honoured Realm experts, aside from Liangqiu Chengfeng, none could see through him.
As their expressions tangled, the Wuma Heavenly Clan Leader’s gaze grew complex too.
He shifted from staring at Chu Feng to the Chu Heavenly Clan Leader.
A faint hunch stirred—this old fox bringing Chu Feng here might not be so simple.
“Old thing, dragging this kid to my clan, you’re not here to challenge our geniuses, are you?” the Wuma Clan Leader mused inwardly.
Unaware of the core’s chatter, Chu Feng kept studying the grand breaking formation.
“Why bring so many juniors?” Suddenly, the Wuma Supreme Elder spoke.
Chu Feng, engrossed in the towering formation, turned at the words.
Only then did he notice dozens of Wuma Clan juniors had been brought here.
“Supreme Elder, Master Liangqiu found a breakthrough in the breaking formation, soon Lord Liangqiu Chengfeng will activate it, but it needs some juniors to assist, that’s why we fetched these spirit formation prodigies from the clan,” a clansman stepped forward to explain
