The Ancestral Martial Ten Stars ranking allowed for ties, but it required exactly ten individuals.
Thus, with Linghu Tiemian’s elimination, a new candidate had to take his place.
This led to another round of screening and battles.
After a series of new confrontations, the final rankings for the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection were finally determined.
In the end, Chu Feng and Linghu Hongfei remained tied for first.
Linghu Yueyue held third place, Dantai Xing’er fourth, and due to Linghu Tiemian’s elimination from fifth, those ranked below him moved up one position.
Thus, Linghu Mingye took fifth, Linghu Lun sixth, Nightmare Wushuang seventh, Tongtian Yuanming eighth, and Tang Zhenghao ninth.
As for why Linghu Yueyue remained in third, it was because, in the new round of screening, Wuma Shengjie had earned a chance to compete for a ranking.
Wuma Shengjie displayed remarkable prowess, defeating Linghu Yueyue and securing the second-place position in the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars.
Originally a Sixth Rank Martial Immortal, Wuma Shengjie managed to defeat the Seventh Rank Martial Immortal Linghu Yueyue—not because Linghu Yueyue was weak, but because Wuma Shengjie had an epiphany about the path of martial cultivation upon emerging from the Path of Death.
During the selection, in front of everyone, she broke through from Sixth Rank to Seventh Rank Martial Immortal, earning the right to challenge Linghu Yueyue.
Of course, Linghu Yueyue was no pushover. Their battle, while not as spectacular as the clash between Chu Feng and Linghu Hongfei, was still earth-shattering.
Even though Wuma Shengjie ultimately won, it was by a narrow margin.
If they were to face off again, even Wuma Shengjie wasn’t certain she could defeat Linghu Yueyue.
Despite her victory, she had to acknowledge that Linghu Yueyue was an extremely formidable opponent.
But at least in this battle, she had won, securing the title of second place in the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars.
Although many now believed that the prophesied child was not Wuma Shengjie but Chu Feng, Wuma Shengjie’s performance today ensured she would be remembered.
This genius from the Wuma Heavenly Clan, only slightly inferior to Linghu Hongfei and Chu Feng, had talents that promised great future achievements.
While the Ancestral Martial Ten Stars selection had concluded, the grand event was far from over.
After each selection, the host of the event would hold a lavish banquet to entertain guests from all sides.
The Dantai Heavenly Clan was no exception.
The banquet was held at Nine Dragons Vision Hill.
However, the banquet was divided into different venues.
Important figures wouldn’t stay at the hill but were invited back to the Dantai Heavenly Clan’s residence, where they were treated with the utmost hospitality.
Of course, many declined the invitation, as numerous prominent figures were too busy to waste time on such mundane affairs.
For instance, Master Liangqiu, Liangqiu Chengfeng, and others left early.
In fact, not only the major figures but many of the younger generation also declined the invitation.
This included Linghu Hongfei, Linghu Yueyue, Linghu Mingye, Linghu Lun, Liangqiu Hongyue, and Liangqiu Lanyue, among others.
Truthfully, if Chu Feng weren’t determined to uncover Bai Liluo’s whereabouts, he wouldn’t have accepted the invitation to visit the Dantai Heavenly Clan either.
But for Bai Liluo’s sake, he had no choice.
During the journey, while others celebrated, Chu Feng used the excuse of healing to find a room on the Dantai Heavenly Clan’s warship, isolating himself.
In reality, Chu Feng wasn’t injured. He had projected his consciousness into his spirit space, hoping to have a proper conversation with the female spirit.
Upon entering the spirit space, Chu Feng first looked at Her Majesty, the Queen.
It had become a habit.
Though the Queen hadn’t yet awakened, seeing her stable condition put Chu Feng at ease.
He then turned his gaze to the female spirit, who was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, surrounded by swirling black flames. She appeared to be healing.
But Chu Feng’s first thought wasn’t about her injuries—it was… she’s beautiful.
This female spirit was truly stunning, especially when she was still. Even Chu Feng, who had seen countless beauties, couldn’t help but linger on her.
She wasn’t breathtakingly divine like the Queen or dazzlingly radiant like Xue Ji, whose beauty could make one’s heart race at a glance.
Yet, she possessed a unique aura.
It was an air of pride—aloof, distant, untainted by the mundane, yet infused with a masculine valour.
Compared to the Queen and Xue Ji, whose beauty felt almost ethereal and unreal, this female spirit felt tangible.
She was like a female warrior—strikingly beautiful, yet bold and heroic, with extraordinary combat prowess.
In the martial cultivation world, there were many beauties akin to saints or fairies.
But women like her were rare, giving her a special allure.
“What are you looking at?”
Suddenly, the female spirit’s voice rang out, her cold eyes fixed on Chu Feng.
“Uh… cough, let me help you,” Chu Feng said.
“No need.” The female spirit quickly stood, her gaze toward Chu Feng tinged with wariness.
Knowing her temperament, Chu Feng understood pressing her would be futile, so he said, “Thank you for today.”
“No need for thanks. I merely made a decision,” the female spirit replied.
“What decision?” Chu Feng asked.
“Since I can’t return, I’ve decided to work with you to find my lady.”
“Until we find her, I’ll help you grow, and you must help me grow. When you’re strong enough, you must seek out my lady.”
“That’s all I have to say. You can leave now.” After speaking, the female spirit cast a sharp glance at Chu Feng. “Still here? I don’t like being disturbed while healing.”
“I won’t ask why you changed your mind, but since we’re cooperating, shouldn’t we at least understand each other?” Chu Feng said.
“No need. We’re just using each other. There’s no need to understand,” the female spirit replied coldly.
“At least I should know your name or how to address you.”
“You know my name, but I don’t know yours. That’s hardly fair,” Chu Feng said.
Hearing this, the female spirit gave Chu Feng a cold glance but then uttered two words: “Yu Sha.”
“Yu Sha?”
“Got it. Rest well, Miss Yu Sha. Oh, and don’t disturb my Queen,” Chu Feng said before leaving the spirit space.
As Chu Feng accompanied the Dantai Heavenly Clan to their residence for the so-called grand banquet, Linghu Hongfei was heading back to the Linghu Heavenly Clan’s territory with his clan members.
However, Linghu Hongfei was in poor condition.
He was injured—gravely so, far worse than the female spirit named Yu Sha.
At that moment, in a room on the warship, only Linghu Hongfei and his guardian, Linghu Yuhua, were present.
“She actually shattered your Life-Protecting Soul Stone. That female spirit is no ordinary being,” Linghu Yuhua said.
“It wasn’t her,” Linghu Hongfei shook his head gently.
“Not her?” Linghu Yuhua’s eyes shifted. “Could it be…”
“Chu Feng?!”
