“I haven’t been back in the Ancestral Martial Starfield for long, so I indeed know little about its affairs. Please enlighten me, Senior,” Chu Feng said.
“The Nine Dragons Upper Realm is no small matter. It’s an upper realm governed by the Tantai Celestial Clan, ranked second among the Ancestral Martial Starfield’s top ten celestial clans,” the Wuma Celestial Clan leader explained.
At this, Chu Feng’s expression shifted slightly. Ranked second among the top ten celestial clans meant that, in the starfield, the Tantai Celestial Clan’s power was surpassed only by the Linghu Celestial Clan.
Chu Feng had once heard from Li Ruochu that the Linghu Celestial Clan was now plotting to overthrow the Starfield Master Realm and claim dominion over the Ancestral Martial Starfield.
A faction with such ambition must possess unimaginable strength.
If the Linghu Celestial Clan was that formidable, the Tantai Celestial Clan, even if not quite on par, couldn’t be far behind. Their power was surely impressive.
“Senior, what business do you and Wuma Shengjie have there?” Chu Feng asked.
“Though the juniors of the Starfield Master Realm don’t participate in the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection, they’re the ones who oversee it.”
“This year, the selection for the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars has been set in the Nine Dragons Upper Realm,” the Wuma Celestial Clan leader replied.
Hearing this, Chu Feng understood. Wuma Shengjie intended to compete in this year’s Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection.
Glancing at Wuma Shengjie, Chu Feng thought to himself that if she participated, the rankings were bound to shift.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Sensing Chu Feng’s gaze, Wuma Shengjie asked with a haughty tone.
“I was just thinking you’re about to shine brightly, and I’m happy for you,” Chu Feng said.
“Tch.” Wuma Shengjie shot him a sidelong glance and fell silent.
Chu Feng wasn’t bothered by her attitude. After all, the last time they met, she’d wanted to kill him. For her to act like this now was already a vast improvement.
Who could blame him for seeing something he shouldn’t have?
“Senior, can we set out now?” Chu Feng asked.
“Of course, of course, Chu Feng, let’s go.” The Wuma Celestial Clan leader, a dignified clan head, treated Chu Feng with an attitude akin to a loyal servant attending a young master—his demeanor couldn’t have been more amiable.
Yet, seeing their clan leader treat an outsider junior like Chu Feng this way, not a single Wuma Celestial Clan member felt uneasy or objected.
After all, Chu Feng was their savior. This debt of gratitude was beyond repayment, so a little courtesy was nothing.
With the decision made, the three set off immediately.
“Little friend Chu Feng, don’t you plan to join the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection?” the Wuma Celestial Clan leader asked along the way.
He posed the question because Chu Feng’s ignorance of the Nine Dragons Upper Realm suggested he was unaware of this year’s selection event.
“I hadn’t planned on it originally, but since I’m heading there, I’ll see how it goes,” Chu Feng said with a smile.
“If you can participate, you should. With your strength at Fifth Rank Martial Immortal, you’d dominate the field. You might even claim third place in the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars.”
“When that happens, not only will your name resound through the Ancestral Martial Starfield, but it’ll also be a boon for your Chu Celestial Clan,” the Wuma Celestial Clan leader said.
Since Chu Feng concealed his cultivation, neither the clan leader nor Wuma Shengjie knew his true level was now Seventh Rank Martial Immortal.
“My priority is to break the seal on my sister Liluo. If there’s time after that, I’ll probably join,” Chu Feng replied.
“Chu Feng, you call this little girl your sister—does that mean she’s older than you?” The Wuma Celestial Clan leader’s curiosity about Bai Liluo surfaced.
Not just him—when Bai Liluo was mentioned, even Wuma Shengjie cast a curious glance.
“I don’t actually know how old Sister Liluo is. We met by chance, but she’s been good to me. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come here with me,” Chu Feng said.
“This little girl’s no ordinary sort. You’re quite fortunate, little friend Chu Feng, to know so many remarkable women,” the clan leader remarked, still unable to forget Su Rou and Su Mei from the ancient ruins.
After Su Rou and Su Mei, now there was Bai Liluo.
The people Chu Feng knew were all exceptional—and all beautiful.
“Ahem, fortunate? Senior, you… My sister Liluo is still a child,” Chu Feng said, a bit embarrassed.
“Haha, my mistake. But this girl will surely grow into a stunning beauty,” the Wuma Celestial Clan leader said.
“But…” Chu Feng started to explain.
Before he could finish, Wuma Shengjie cut in, “But what? Our clan leader’s not wrong. Why is it always women helping you? Don’t you have any self-awareness?”
“Uh… well, um… Senior Wuma, could you tell me about the current state of the Ancestral Martial Starfield?” Chu Feng quickly changed the subject.
Even if he hadn’t, he’d wanted to ask about this anyway.
Since the Nine Dragons Upper Realm was hosting the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection, it’d draw powerhouses from all corners. Chu Feng needed to understand the strengths of the various factions.
“Of course, that’s no trouble at all,” the Wuma Celestial Clan leader said, before launching into an explanation of the Ancestral Martial Starfield’s current landscape.
