“So that’s how it is, when will the formation be broken?” the Wuma Heavenly Clan’s Supreme Elder asked.
“Well…”
The Wuma clansman hesitated, unsure how to respond, and cast his gaze toward the breaking formation above.
“It can be broken now.”
At that moment, a voice rang out from within the array’s core.
It was Liangqiu Chengfeng’s voice.
As soon as he spoke, the palace doors nearby swung open as if commanded.
Simultaneously, seventeen juniors emerged from within the palace in an orderly line.
These juniors weren’t just lavishly dressed, they carried an air of distinction, each a standout among their peers.
At a glance, Chu Feng’s eyes flickered.
Most of these seventeen were from other clans, likely the younger generation accompanying the prominent figures visiting the Wuma Heavenly Clan.
Without a certain status, they wouldn’t have been resting inside that palace.
Yet among them were three familiar figures that caught Chu Feng’s attention.
Two were twin sisters.
These sisters were none other than Master Liangqiu’s seventeenth and eighteenth disciples, Liangqiu Lanyue and Liangqiu Hongyue.
The third was a Wuma Heavenly Clan member—Wuma Shengjie.
Wuma Shengjie, still dressed as a man, flashed a brief glare of anger upon seeing Chu Feng, though it quickly vanished.
It seemed she intended to pretend not to know him.
No wonder, then, that Chu Feng hadn’t encountered her upon entering the Wuma Clan.
Clearly, she hadn’t spoken of the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm incident to her clan, leaving them clueless about Chu Feng and their shared history.
As for Liangqiu Hongyue and Liangqiu Lanyue, they too noticed Chu Feng.
Their beautiful eyes flickered with surprise upon seeing him, but they swiftly averted their gazes.
It appeared they, too, wanted to feign ignorance of Chu Feng.
Understandable—they were Master Liangqiu’s secluded disciples, yet back in the Great Thousand Upper Realm, they’d lost to Chu Feng in spirit formation arts.
Proud as they were, they couldn’t bear to acknowledge such a defeat, hence the pretense.
As for Wuma Shengjie, Chu Feng had seen her body, intentional or not, it wasn’t something a woman could brush off lightly, especially one who’d been posing as a man—likely for her own reasons—so she’d hardly bring up past grudges here.
Regardless, Wuma Shengjie and the Liangqiu sisters stood out like stars among the crowd of geniuses, flanked by the other clans’ talents.
Just by looking, Chu Feng could tell these geniuses were a haughty bunch.
For them to cluster around like that, they must have witnessed the trio’s exceptional abilities.
While Chu Feng noted these geniuses, they noticed him too.
Unlike Wuma Shengjie and the Liangqiu sisters, they didn’t ignore him, instead sizing him up closely.
“Someone from the Chu Heavenly Clan?”
But when one spotted the Chu Heavenly Clan token at Chu Feng’s waist, a sneer of disdain curled their lip.
Their own clans outranked the Chu Clan, so they looked down on its members from the core, especially its juniors.
Though they said little, their scornful, contemptuous gazes sparked irritation in the Chu Heavenly Clan Leader.
If they’d aimed such looks at other Chu Clan juniors, he might’ve shrugged it off, but Chu Feng wasn’t just any junior—he was the hope in the Clan Leader’s heart, and he wouldn’t tolerate these brats belittling him.
Yet a figure of his stature wouldn’t stoop to scolding other clans’ youngsters directly.
Instead, he turned to the Wuma Supreme Elder beside him, saying, “Since breaking the formation needs juniors skilled in spirit arts, he might lend a hand.”
The ‘he’ was, of course, Chu Feng.
The Clan Leader felt it was time for Chu Feng to shine, and this… was a golden opportunity.
After all, Chu Feng’s Serpent Mark Honoured-cloak Spirit Formationist prowess far outstripped the other juniors.
“Oh, this young friend is versed in spirit formation arts too?” the Wuma Supreme Elder asked.
“Replying to Senior, this junior has indeed studied spirit formation somewhat,” Chu Feng said, clasping his fists.
“Breaking this formation requires at least an Immortal-cloak Spirit Formationist.”
“I don’t mind an extra hand if they’re capable, but if they lack the skill, better not to cause trouble.”
Before the Wuma Clan Leader could respond, a junior from another clan cut in.
Hearing this, the Supreme Elder opened his mouth, likely to ask Chu Feng about his spirit formation rank.
But before he could, Chu Feng spoke first.
And what he said surprised everyone slightly.
“Senior, I didn’t come here to break the formation, besides, with so many peers gathered, I doubt I’d make a difference,” Chu Feng said.
He actually refused to help!!!
