“Yuanzhi, that’s enough,” Wuming Xiongmo said.
Not only Wuming Xiongmo, but Kong Ci, Long Ning, and Xian Yun had also appeared beside Chu Feng.
Judging by their stance, even if Wuming Xiongmo hadn’t stepped in, the three women would have stopped Wuming Yuanzhi.
“Wuming Yuanzhi, you’re going too far. Chu Feng doesn’t want to fight you, so why are you forcing him?” Kong Ci scolded, her brows furrowed.
“Brother Yuanzhi, this isn’t right,” Long Ning said, pouting.
“Wuming Yuanzhi, you’ve got some nerve. My brother Chu Feng fought Linghu Hongfei to a draw. Do you really think you’re his match?”
“Go challenge Linghu Hongfei if you’re so great. Can you do it? Do you dare?” Kong Tianhui, unlike Kong Ci, went straight to cursing.
“Who are you to talk? What are you?” Wuming Yuanzhi pointed at Kong Tianhui.
“Say one more word about my brother, and I’ll rip your mouth apart!”
Seeing her brother being berated, Kong Ci wasn’t having it. She released her aura, and using her Heavenly Granted Divine Power, she boosted her cultivation to Third Rank Venerable.
“Alright, everyone, calm down. With a great enemy ahead, are we really going to fight among ourselves instead of preparing?” Wuming Xiongmo said.
“Tch…”
After Wuming Xiongmo spoke, though there was no reconciliation, the situation didn’t escalate further.
“Brother Chu Feng, sorry about that,” Wuming Xiongmo said to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave a faint smile before saying, “This apology shouldn’t come from you.”
With that, his gaze turned cold, locking onto Wuming Yuanzhi.
“What, you’re still not done? You disrespect me, and now you want me to apologize?” Wuming Yuanzhi glared at Chu Feng.
“Respect? You want respect, do you?”
“Fine, you can wait. In time, I’ll show you what respect means,” Chu Feng said.
Chu Feng was clearly unhappy. Being attacked and injured out of the blue—anyone would be upset.
And Chu Feng was never one to take a loss lying down.
“Alright, I’ll be waiting.”
“Let’s see what a guy who relies on a world spirit has to be so arrogant about,” Wuming Yuanzhi said with a sneer.
Chu Feng didn’t argue further. He was angry about the attack, but Wuming Yuanzhi’s taunts didn’t faze him.
After all, with everything he’d been through, Chu Feng’s mentality had long matured. Such low-level provocations couldn’t spark his anger.
“Everyone, why so noisy, young friends?”
Suddenly, an elderly man appeared at the entrance.
“Lord Shoulong, why are you here?”
Seeing the old man, even these geniuses stepped forward to bow respectfully.
“I’m here with good news, of course. Hmm…”
“This young friend, could it be…” The old man’s gaze landed on Chu Feng, a hint of surprise in his aged eyes.
“Brother Chu Feng, let me introduce you. This is the guardian of the Divine Weapon Villa, the respected Lord Shoulong.”
“Lord Shoulong, my brother here is no ordinary person. He’s the son of Chu Xuanyuan, who defeated the juniors of the Ancestral Martial Starfield in the Nine Dragons Upper Realm and fought Linghu Hongfei to a draw—Chu Feng,” Kong Tianhui said proudly, introducing Chu Feng.
“So it really is Xuanyuan’s son.”
“Now that I look closely, he does resemble Xuanyuan quite a bit.”
Confirming it was indeed Chu Feng, Lord Shoulong became especially warm.
“Senior, you knew my father?” Chu Feng asked.
“Knew him? Of course! Back then, your father visited this Divine Weapon Villa, and the finest weapon here, the Venerable-grade Fire Burial Spear, was taken by him,” Lord Shoulong said.
“What? Lord Shoulong, didn’t you say the best weapons were Half-Complete Venerable-grade? How was there a Venerable-grade weapon?” The juniors present all looked curious.
“There was indeed a Venerable-grade weapon, but it was taken by Chu Feng’s father. Now, only Half-Complete Venerable-grade weapons remain,” Lord Shoulong said.
“By the way, I came today to share good news. You’re all very lucky—the Divine Weapon Graveyard has opened,” Lord Shoulong announced.
“Lord Shoulong, is that true?”
Hearing this, the juniors became excited.
From Kong Tianhui, Chu Feng learned about the Divine Weapon Villa and the Divine Weapon Graveyard.
Within the villa was a peculiar place called the Divine Weapon Graveyard.
It opened irregularly—sometimes every few hundred years, sometimes every few decades, or even every few years.
Unless it opened on its own, no one could enter, making it a unique site.
The last opening was just three years ago.
Normally, having opened three years ago, it wouldn’t open again for at least five years. Its sudden opening now was unexpected, which is why everyone was so thrilled—it was an unexpected delight.
Of course, their excitement wasn’t just because the graveyard had opened, but because of the treasures within.
The graveyard held countless black iron weapons. Each person who entered could pull out one.
After pulling out a black iron weapon, the graveyard’s power would eject them.
Only after leaving could the black iron be shattered, revealing the true weapon inside. It could be a priceless Half-Complete Venerable-grade weapon or worthless scrap metal.
Naturally, the odds of getting scrap metal were highest, while getting a Half-Complete Venerable-grade weapon was rare.
Under normal circumstances, obtaining an Immortal-grade weapon was already considered great luck.
But because there was a chance to obtain a Half-Complete Venerable-grade weapon, even these high-status geniuses were eager to try their luck in the graveyard.
Moreover, the graveyard only allowed juniors under a hundred years old to enter.
So, even these geniuses, who didn’t lack weapons, loved the chance to test their fortune in the graveyard.
As for Lord Shoulong, he held a special status.
In truth, the Divine Weapon Villa’s true inheritor was just one person—Lord Shoulong himself.
But he wasn’t the villa’s master, merely its guardian.
However, because the villa’s late master had close ties with the three cities, the villa was now protected by them.
The Ancestral Martial Dragon City, Demon Clan Saint City, and Divine Body Royal City all sent experts to guard it.
So, even though Lord Shoulong was the sole inheritor, no one dared disturb the villa.
The three cities’ reputation was such that even the Starfield Master Realm gave them face, let alone other forces or individuals.
Over time, aside from the three cities and the Starfield Master Realm, no one dared approach.
Though Lord Shoulong was the only true inheritor, to outsiders, the Divine Weapon Villa was essentially the three cities’ territory.
Still, Lord Shoulong’s cultivation wasn’t weak—he was a peak Venerable.
Regardless of his strength, his unique status and kind demeanor earned him great respect from the geniuses of the three cities and even the Starfield Master Realm.
“Lord Shoulong, can we enter the Divine Weapon Graveyard now?” Kong Ci asked excitedly.
“The juniors from the All-Heaven Starfield will be here soon, won’t they? Let’s wait for them and go in together,” Lord Shoulong said.
“No need to wait, Lord Shoulong. They’re outsiders. Why share such a good opportunity with them? Let’s keep it for ourselves,” Kong Tianhui said.
“Tianhui, that’s not right. Setting aside the friendly ties between our Ancestral Martial Starfield and the All-Heaven Starfield…”
“When the Divine Weapon Graveyard opens, all guests in the villa can enter and pull out a weapon. That’s a rule passed down from our ancestors—how can we not follow it?” Lord Shoulong said.
“But they haven’t arrived yet. That just means their luck isn’t good enough,” Kong Tianhui said.
“They’ll be here soon. There’s still some time, so let’s wait a bit,” Lord Shoulong said.
“Ugh, fine, fine. You call the shots here,” Kong Tianhui said reluctantly.
