“I object.”
Suddenly, a voice rang out from the direction of Nine Dragons Vision Hill.
It was Linghu Tiemian.
Wuming Ken’s decision left many people dissatisfied, and Linghu Tiemian, who deeply despised Chu Feng and was the elder brother of Linghu Hongfei, was particularly incensed.
In his fury, he lost all reason and spoke out.
He openly questioned Wuming Ken’s decision.
Wuming Ken looked at Linghu Tiemian, showing no anger. Instead, his tone was calm. “State your reasons.”
“Even if it’s a draw, the one who fought Linghu Hongfei to a draw was that spirit, not Chu Feng. Chu Feng relied on someone else’s power. What right does he have to stand equal with Linghu Hongfei?”
Linghu Tiemian’s voice was loud, forceful, and brimming with confidence.
It was as if he represented justice, challenging an unfair ruling.
“Someone else’s power?”
“Hmm, that’s a valid point.”
Wuming Ken nodded, then said to Linghu Tiemian, “How about this: if you can seal someone stronger than both Linghu Hongfei and Chu Feng in your spiritual world, have them obey your commands, and fight for you, then I’ll award you the title of Ancestral Martial Ten Stars’ number one today. How does that sound?”
“…”
Wuming Ken’s words left Linghu Tiemian speechless.
Finding someone stronger than him to help was easy, given his status.
But having someone stronger enter his spiritual world? That, he couldn’t do. As a spiritist himself, he knew only a spirit could enter the spiritual world.
Summoning a spirit stronger than himself was already a difficult task—something he couldn’t achieve. Summoning a spirit stronger than both Chu Feng and Linghu Hongfei? That was utterly impossible.
“The strength of a spiritist boils down to two things: formation techniques and summoning spirits.”
“Since when has summoning a spirit been considered outside help?”
“If summoning a spirit doesn’t count as one’s own strength, then you shouldn’t use your Heavenly Bloodline anymore. Don’t use martial techniques, don’t use weapons, and best of all, don’t use martial power at all.” Wuming Ken’s tone grew sharp, his voice booming louder.
It thundered like lightning, shaking the void.
In this situation, Linghu Tiemian was left speechless. It wasn’t that he feared Wuming Ken. If he were truly that afraid, no amount of anger or loss of reason would have led him to question Wuming Ken.
He was speechless because he couldn’t find a counterargument.
“I know many of you are unhappy with Chu Feng being named first,” Wuming Ken suddenly said, turning his gaze to the younger generation present.
The juniors didn’t dare meet his eyes. No one wanted to offend this powerful figure.
“But you must understand, when you use treasures to boost your cultivation, I didn’t call it cheating. Why is that?”
“It’s because controlling those treasures requires a certain level of strength. Not just anyone can do it.”
“Those lacking in strength, even with treasures in hand, can’t wield their power.”
“So, treasures are like weapons. As long as you can master them, I turn a blind eye.”
“Even when this shameless wretch used a secret treasure to ambush others, I said nothing earlier.”
Suddenly, Wuming Ken pointed at Linghu Tiemian.
Linghu Tiemian’s face turned grim.
He knew his act of ambushing Chu Feng with a secret treasure was despicable, and he was well aware of it.
Since no one had pursued the matter, he had nearly forgotten about it. But now, being called out publicly by Wuming Ken, he was overwhelmed with shame.
“You wielding treasures doesn’t count as a violation, so what’s wrong with Chu Feng using his own ability to summon a spirit stronger than himself?” Wuming Ken asked loudly.
The vast crowd fell silent…
But Wuming Ken wasn’t done. He turned his gaze back to Linghu Tiemian.
“Linghu Tiemian, do you know why I didn’t pursue your rule-breaking act of harming others with a secret treasure?” Wuming Ken asked.
“My lord wishes to give this junior a chance to reform,” Linghu Tiemian said hurriedly, his voice trembling slightly.
He hadn’t feared Wuming Ken before, but now he did.
Blinded by rage and backed by his clan, he had dared to question Wuming Ken.
But now, facing Wuming Ken head-on and having his flaws pointed out, he realised the gap between them. He began to fear Wuming Ken, the arbiter of this competition, while he was merely a participant.
Only now did he see how foolish it was to challenge Wuming Ken.
So, he softened, hoping Wuming Ken would give him a chance.
But Wuming Ken remained unmoved by his conciliatory words.
“You’re right. I overlooked it, not because you were faultless, but because I saw potential in you and wanted to give you a chance.”
“I could overlook your ambush on others.”
“But after ambushing others, you couldn’t stand to see them surpass you.”
“When someone doesn’t suit your liking, you question the rules set by the Starfield Master Realm, without ever considering why I let you off. Such behaviour makes you a true villain.”
“Since you’re so petty, I’ll have to be petty with you.” Wuming Ken glared at Linghu Tiemian, his face full of anger.
“My lord, I was wrong. I was ignorant before. Your words have enlightened me, and I’ve recognised my mistakes.”
“My lord, please give this junior a chance.”
Realising the gravity of the situation, Linghu Tiemian hurriedly begged for mercy, seeing things spiralling out of control.
But Wuming Ken didn’t even glance at him, continuing to speak.
“I declare that Linghu Tiemian, due to his despicable character, is unworthy of the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars title. Effective immediately, his title is revoked, and he is forever barred from participating in the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection,” Wuming Ken announced loudly.
“This…”
The crowd exchanged glances, their eyes filled with complex emotions—fear, awe, or astonishment.
Even if Linghu Tiemian had questioned Wuming Ken, wasn’t this punishment too harsh? To permanently strip him of his title seemed excessively severe.
But then, people understood Wuming Ken’s resolve.
He was determined to name Chu Feng as first. Anyone who dared question him would face Wuming Ken’s wrath.
Linghu Tiemian was the perfect example.
At this moment, Linghu Tiemian began pleading desperately, even kneeling to admit his wrongs, as he couldn’t bear this outcome.
Having failed to ambush Chu Feng publicly, he had already lost face. If he couldn’t even keep his Ancestral Martial Ten Stars title, how could he face others in the future?
Linghu Tiemian would likely become the laughingstock of the Ancestral Martial Starfield.
But it was no use. Wuming Ken’s mind was made up. After his pronouncement, members of the Starfield Master Realm immediately dragged Linghu Tiemian out of Nine Dragons Vision Hill.
The Linghu Heavenly Clan said nothing about this action.
This was the Starfield Master Realm, the ruler of the Ancestral Martial Starfield. No one should dare defy them.
“Is anyone else dissatisfied with my decision?” Wuming Ken asked loudly once more.
His words plunged the world into even deeper silence.
But this silence spoke volumes—it was the crowd’s answer.
No one dared to object.
At this moment, Wuming Ken represented the Starfield Master Realm.
To defy him was to defy the Starfield Master Realm—a path to self-destruction.
Surely, aside from the Linghu Heavenly Clan, no one would dare.
But at this moment, even the Linghu Heavenly Clan remained silent. Who else would dare?
Moreover, Wuming Ken was right. Summoning a spirit stronger than oneself was Chu Feng’s ability.
That spirit was an extension of Chu Feng.
Since it was a fact that the spirit fought Linghu Hongfei to a draw, Chu Feng deserved to share the first-place title with Linghu Hongfei.
He was rightfully entitled, so how could anyone question it?
