“My Lord, there’s something this junior would like to ask,” Chu Feng said.
“Go ahead,” Wuming Fenghuo replied.
“I know some might want to destroy me, but I don’t think you’re one of them, my Lord. Am I right?” Chu Feng asked, looking at Wuming Fenghuo with a serious expression.
As soon as he spoke, the Chu Heavenly Clan members fell silent.
Though they said nothing, their tension was palpable—they barely dared to breathe, watching Wuming Fenghuo cautiously.
Their reaction stemmed from the sharpness of Chu Feng’s question.
The air seemed to freeze.
The Chu Heavenly Clan feared that Wuming Fenghuo’s answer might not align with their hopes.
Finally, Wuming Fenghuo responded.
“Of course.”
At those words, the Chu Heavenly Clan members collectively exhaled in relief.
“I don’t know about others, but personally, I hope this sharp blade of yours can grow stronger.”
“I hope you become a blade that can protect our Ancestral Martial Starfield—and even more, a blade that can fight for it,” Wuming Fenghuo said before turning to leave, vanishing into the distance.
He departed without giving the Chu Heavenly Clan a chance to see him off.
In that moment, Chu Feng confirmed a suspicion.
The Starfield Main Realm was an enemy in his heart—they had once tried to eliminate his father.
But Wuming Fenghuo, it seemed, was not his enemy.
Though he refused to help the Wuma Heavenly Clan today, Chu Feng still felt this man… might be a good person.
For now, at least. Chu Feng’s goal was to topple the Starfield Main Realm and place the Chu Heavenly Clan in control of the Ancestral Martial Starfield.
A battle with the Starfield Main Realm was inevitable.
“Chu Feng, you were far too bold earlier. Even if Wuming Fenghuo is different from the rest of the Starfield Main Realm, confronting him like that could easily provoke his anger.”
“Exactly, Chu Feng. No matter what, he’s still from the Starfield Main Realm. When dealing with others from there in the future, you mustn’t act this way,” Chu Hanpeng and Chu Xuanzhengfa said as they approached after Wuming Fenghuo left.
“You lot are such cowards. What’s there to fear about that guy?” Bai Liluo scoffed, casting a disdainful glance at the visibly shaken Chu Heavenly Clan members.
“What do you know?” The Chu Heavenly Clan members shot her a look, their eyes brimming with unconcealed dislike.
Even though Bai Liluo’s antidote had awakened their Clan Chief, it didn’t erase their ill feelings toward her.
After all, she was the one who’d poisoned him.
“Seniors, there’s something I need to clarify,” Chu Feng interjected.
“It wasn’t Liluo-jie who poisoned the Clan Chief.”
“Due to some past events, another consciousness resides within her—one hostile to me. That consciousness collaborated with Chu Hanqing and the others.”
“So that incident has nothing to do with Liluo-jie,” Chu Feng explained, sensing the clan’s animosity toward Bai Liluo.
He knew Bai Liluo wouldn’t bother explaining herself—she didn’t care what the Chu Heavenly Clan thought of her.
But Chu Feng hoped she could coexist peacefully with them.
“I see.”
“Miss Liluo, we misunderstood you earlier. Please don’t take it to heart,” the Chu Heavenly Clan members said, quickly apologizing upon hearing the truth.
“But Miss Liluo, that other consciousness—is it just suppressed for now, or fully eliminated? Could it…?” they asked, still wary of the danger it posed.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got it under control. It won’t be long before its consciousness is completely erased—it won’t harm you again,” Bai Liluo assured them.
Relieved, the Chu Heavenly Clan members relaxed.
“Clan Chief, what’s wrong?!” someone suddenly exclaimed in alarm.
The Clan Chief had fainted again.
Instantly, the clan members surrounded him, their faces etched with worry as they checked his condition.
“No need to panic. His poison’s been neutralized—he’s just extremely weak.”
“He should’ve been resting, but he got too worked up pleading with that guy, so he passed out. With proper rest, he’ll recover fully,” Bai Liluo explained.
Her words held true. Upon examining him, they confirmed the poison was gone—he was simply exhausted.
“Seniors, the token at Lord Wuming Fenghuo’s waist seemed special. Is it a unique one?” Chu Feng asked.
He’d encountered people from the Starfield Main Realm before and noticed that Wuming Fenghuo’s token—and Wuming Gangxiong’s—differed from those of other clan members.
“Chu Feng, that’s a token exclusive to the ten top experts. It’s naturally special.”
“It signifies their status among the ten strongest. Seeing the token is like seeing them in person. With it, it’s not just a protective charm—it can command the Starfield Main Realm’s forces and intimidate the starfield’s people,” Chu Xuanzhengfa explained.
“How do you verify its authenticity? Is there a specific method?” Chu Feng pressed.
“Of course. Without a way to authenticate it, someone could forge it, and that’d cause chaos,” Chu Xuanzhengfa replied.
“Senior, could you explain the verification method in detail?” Chu Feng asked.
Chu Xuanzhengfa began to elaborate on how to authenticate a Starfield Main Realm token.
“Chu Feng, why are you asking this? You’d better not be thinking of forging one. If the Starfield Main Realm finds out, it’s a capital crime—they’ll hunt you down!” Chu Hanpeng warned.
“Chu Feng, the Grand Elder’s right. Don’t do anything reckless,” Chu Xuanzhengfa added, suddenly realizing Chu Feng’s questions might hint at a risky plan.
Given Chu Feng’s bold nature, they genuinely feared he’d cross a line.
“Seniors, relax. Identifying a Starfield Main Realm token is basic knowledge for anyone in the Ancestral Martial Starfield—even kids know how.”
“I should know it too. Otherwise, if someone flashes one at me someday and I can’t tell if it’s real, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?” Chu Feng said with a laugh.
“Fair point.”
“But Starfield Main Realm people don’t usually wait for others to demand verification—they’ll just unleash the token’s power outright,” Chu Xuanzhengfa noted.
“That fits their character,” Chu Feng chuckled.
The Starfield Main Realm’s people were arrogant and lofty—they wouldn’t wait for challenges. They’d display their unique power from the start to assert their identity and instill fear.
What Chu Xuanzhengfa and the others didn’t know was that Chu Hanpeng’s earlier concern was spot-on.
Chu Feng was asking because he indeed planned to forge that token.
