“Chu Feng, what the hell did you do to me?”
A furious roar erupted—it was Linghu Hongfei.
His eyes blazed with rage, a flicker of killing intent simmering beneath the surface.
How could he not be furious? The black flames he’d fused with had suddenly torn free from his body, beyond his control, and now they were all surging toward Chu Feng.
If someone told him Chu Feng hadn’t tampered with them, he wouldn’t believe it even if they beat him to death.
And the truth was, Chu Feng *had* tampered with them.
When he’d noticed Linghu Hongfei stealing his fused black flames, Chu Feng didn’t argue—because he knew arguing was pointless.
Instead, he took action. Using the power he’d gained in the hidden passage, he altered the nature of the black flames he’d already fused.
He didn’t just mark them—he made them capable of assimilating other black flames.
The marked flames, even if stolen by Linghu Hongfei, couldn’t be fused by him—they belonged to Chu Feng alone, unusable by anyone else.
And when those marked flames flowed into Linghu Hongfei’s body, they assimilated all the black flames *he’d* fused.
Naturally, every last bit of black flame in Linghu Hongfei’s body became Chu Feng’s—and fell under his control.
That’s why this scene was unfolding now.
“Did Chu Feng tamper with them?” Almost at the same moment Linghu Hongfei questioned Chu Feng, Liangqiu Chengfeng asked Master Liangqiu.
“Definitely. Otherwise, this shift wouldn’t have happened,” Master Liangqiu replied. The worry that had clouded his face vanished, replaced by a delighted grin as he stroked his beard.
This twist clearly caught him off guard—and thrilled him to no end.
“But how did Chu Feng pull it off?” Liangqiu Chengfeng’s mind buzzed with confusion. The black flames were formidable—controlling them like this seemed almost miraculous.
“Who knows? It couldn’t have been easy, but he managed it,” Master Liangqiu said, then glanced at Linghu Yuhua. “Looks like your young master’s finally met his match this time.”
“You won’t step in over a junior’s squabble, will you?”
Truth be told, Master Liangqiu was worried—worried that if Linghu Hongfei came up short, Linghu Yuhua might take it out on Chu Feng.
“I’m only here to ensure Hongfei’s safety. As long as no one threatens that, I won’t interfere, no matter what happens,” Linghu Yuhua replied. Not only did she say this, but her face showed no trace of anger. Instead, a hint of admiration glimmered in her eyes as she looked at Chu Feng. “Chu Xuanyuan’s son really is something else.”
Seeing Linghu Yuhua like this, Master Liangqiu relaxed. She was a woman of her word—if she said this, she wouldn’t make trouble for Chu Feng.
“Chu Feng, I’m talking to you—quit playing dumb!” Inside the formation, Linghu Hongfei’s voice rang out again, his fury growing thicker by the second.
His earlier outburst had been completely ignored by Chu Feng, which only stoked his irritation.
“Huh?” Chu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Linghu Hongfei with a bewildered expression. “Brother Linghu, did you just call me? What’s up?”
“You卑鄙 punk, fess up—what did you do?” Linghu Hongfei demanded again.
“Brother Linghu, what are you on about? I don’t follow,” Chu Feng said, refusing to admit a thing. It wasn’t that he didn’t dare—it was that against a shameless creep like this, he preferred to fight fire with fire.
“Still playing dumb? All the black flames I fused are rushing to you—what’s going on? Don’t tell me you don’t know!” Linghu Hongfei pressed.
“Yeah, why *are* they all coming to me? Even when I try to push them away, they insist on fusing with me—I can’t even say no. What’s the deal?” Chu Feng threw up his hands, looking utterly helpless.
At this, Liangqiu Chengfeng and Master Liangqiu burst out laughing.
Even Linghu Yuhua cracked a smile.
“Chu Xuanyuan wasn’t this cheeky back in the day,” she said with a chuckle.
“Maybe he takes after his mother,” Master Liangqiu suggested.
“Speaking of which, even now, no one knows who Chu Feng’s mother is,” Linghu Yuhua mused. “If I could, I’d love to meet her. Anyone who could catch Chu Xuanyuan’s eye can’t be ordinary.”
“Every woman in the Ancestral Martial Starfield swooned over Chu Xuanyuan back then, but he never batted an eye. The girl who won his heart must be something fierce,” Master Liangqiu nodded. “I’d love to meet her too if I got the chance.” His curiosity about Chu Feng’s mother was palpable.
Outside the formation, the big shots chatted amiably, as if the earlier tension had evaporated.
But inside, facing Chu Feng’s brazen shamelessness, Linghu Hongfei’s rage didn’t fade—instead, a glint of killing intent sparked in his eyes.
“Chu Feng, you’d better give all those black flames back,” he said, his tone a command.
“Give them back? I’d love to, but they won’t listen to me—what can I do?” Chu Feng replied, all innocence.
“Chu Feng, I’m not joking. Return them now, and I’ll let it slide like nothing happened. Otherwise, you’ll face the consequences.”
*Boom—*
As his words fell, the aura of a Second Rank Venerable exploded from Linghu Hongfei.
Along with it came not just his power, but his killing intent!!!
Seeing Linghu Hongfei about to strike, Master Liangqiu and Liangqiu Chengfeng tensed up.
Compared to others, the master and disciple knew Linghu Hongfei well.
He wasn’t the gentle, upright figure he seemed on the surface.
This guy was a ruthless piece of work!!!
But after Linghu Hongfei unleashed his killing intent, Chu Feng—previously all grins—didn’t flinch. Instead, he turned deadly serious.
“Linghu Hongfei, if you want to fight, I won’t stop you,” he said. “But here’s a word of advice: think twice before you swing. Otherwise, if I don’t act, fine—but if I do, I don’t hold back.”
“Chu Feng, did I hear that right? With your puny Martial Immortal cultivation, you’re threatening *me*?” Linghu Hongfei sneered, dripping with disdain.
Chu Feng suddenly smirked. “If you think that Supreme Realm monster was a fluke, and I got three Boundary Swords by dumb luck, then go ahead—try me.”
With that, his brows shot up, his gaze turned ice-cold, and the air around him chilled to the bone.
Killing intent—it radiated from Chu Feng.
When it hit the air, even the three big shots outside the formation paled.
This wasn’t a bluff—this was the ruthless, unrelenting edge of someone who’d faced countless trials and spilled real blood.
“This kid’s not the harmless type he looks like on the surface. He’s a cold-blooded killer too,” Linghu Yuhua remarked, awe creeping into her voice.
“That part’s just like Chu Xuanyuan, isn’t it?” Master Liangqiu said, glancing at her.
She laughed, then turned back to the formation, sighing, “Like him? That fearless gaze that doesn’t give a damn about anyone or anything—it’s practically Chu Xuanyuan all over again.”
