*Bang!*
Suddenly, the door of the house shattered.
Immediately, the Secret Cave Group Saints rushed in.
The moment they entered, their anxious gazes fixed on Chu Feng.
“Brother Xiuluo, what’s wrong?”
The Secret Cave Group Saints had rushed in after hearing Chu Feng’s wails.
But when they saw Chu Feng lying on the ground, their worry intensified.
At that moment, not only was Chu Feng on the floor, but his face looked terrible, and there was even fear in his eyes.
In all the time they’d known him, they rarely saw Chu Feng show fear.
Because of this, they grew even more concerned, thinking he must be in serious trouble.
“It’s fine, just a small issue.”
Chu Feng said.
“Fine? You don’t look fine at all.”
However, the Secret Cave Group Saints didn’t believe him.
“Really, it’s fine. Actually… I’ve succeeded.”
“Look.”
As Chu Feng spoke, he stood up and released his barrier power.
Chu Feng’s barrier power was released casually, like a small snake coiling around his hand.
But even this mere wisp of barrier power left the Secret Cave Group Saints stunned.
Their eyes practically glowed.
“Dragon-Mark Saint Robe.”
“Damn, Brother Xiuluo, you actually did it.”
“You comprehended that treasure of the Demon-Slaying Emperor.”
“Your comprehension is truly astonishing.”
“It’s true, we knew that treasure greatly benefits spiritists below the Dragon-Mark Saint Robe level, but it still takes time to comprehend.”
“But think about it, you haven’t had that treasure for long, have you?”
“Impressive, Brother Xiuluo, you’re the most talented spiritist I’ve ever seen.”
In an instant, the Secret Cave Group Saints showered Chu Feng with praise, almost as if they were unreservedly flattering him.
But in truth, it wasn’t flattery; they had heard of the difficulty in comprehending that treasure, so their admiration was genuine.
Though the Secret Cave Group Saints were happy for Chu Feng, he felt a bit ashamed.
“Unfortunately, I can’t let you all comprehend it too.”
“And I can’t pass on its secrets either, sigh…”
Chu Feng sighed helplessly.
His guilt stemmed from the fact that they had gone to the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s tomb for this treasure.
But in the end, due to a twist of fate, only Chu Feng obtained it, and only he could cultivate with it.
This made him feel like he’d taken it all for himself.
Naturally, he felt he owed the Secret Cave Group Saints.
“Hey, Brother Xiuluo, no need for apologies between brothers.”
“Obtaining the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s legacy is your ability.”
“Forget the past. Right now, there’s a rare treasure in the Zhutian Sect, and we can only do so much. It’s up to you.”
“Yeah, let the past go. Seizing the opportunity before us is what matters.”
The Secret Cave Group Saints said with grins.
Though they valued treasures dearly, they were reasonable, at least with Chu Feng.
“Don’t worry, no matter what that treasure is or what powers it holds, I’ll make sure to get it for you.”
Chu Feng said with a tone of assurance.
He was determined, not just for the treasure or to deal with the Zhutian Sect, but to make up for the Secret Cave Group Saints.
“Someone’s coming.”
Suddenly, both Chu Feng and the Secret Cave Group Saints’ expressions changed.
They all sensed someone approaching rapidly.
They quickly set up a barrier formation, hiding themselves within the house so outsiders couldn’t detect them.
At the same time, they used their observation techniques to look outside.
They saw a group of young people approaching.
There were seven in total, men and women, all wearing the same attire, resembling Taoist robes but with a wind-and-thunder totem on the back.
Most notably, each carried an identical sword on their back.
The swords shimmered with surging lightning.
“Wind-Thunder Sword Sect.”
Chu Feng and the Secret Cave Group Saints recognized their origins.
Their attire was too distinctive. Though it was their first encounter, Chu Feng could guess.
They were likely from the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect, the dominant force in the Wind-Thunder Star Domain.
Members of the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect carried Wind-Thunder Swords.
These swords could be activated with a special technique to unleash wind and thunder.
But the Wind-Thunder Sword wasn’t just a symbol; it was a special treasure.
This treasure could form a Wind-Thunder Sword Formation, said to be quite powerful.
However, Chu Feng and the others noticed that while these seven were from the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect, their relationships seemed strained.
Six of them appeared to be a group.
Because the seventh was being dragged by the arms, forcibly brought along.
“Right here.”
The leading man said, descending.
Among them, their cultivation wasn’t weak. Though all were in the Martial Immortal Realm, they were impressive for their generation.
Especially the leading black-faced man, who had the cultivation of a Ninth-Rank Martial Immortal.
“Kneel.”
After landing, the other disciples said to the one they’d dragged along.
“Kill me or torture me, fine, but kneel? Never.”
The disciple, forcibly brought by his peers, was not only handsome but also unyielding.
Despite being weaker and dragged here, he showed no fear.
“Get on your knees.”
Suddenly, the leading disciple kicked out.
*Crack!*
The handsome disciple’s legs were broken.
Under such circumstances, he had no choice but to collapse to the ground.
Yet, despite his broken legs, he clenched his teeth, not letting out a single groan.
Though this handsome man was so resolute, the others showed no admiration, only mocking him, even the women displaying hostility.
“Song Xiao, we’re from the same sect, I don’t want to make this hard for you.”
“Just stay away from Junior Sister Bai, and I’ll pretend nothing happened.”
The leading man said to him.
“Wang Chen, everyone likes Junior Sister Bai. If you want to pursue her, do it with your own ability. Threatening me? I, Song Xiao, am not afraid.”
The Wang Chen in Song Xiao’s words was the leading man.
Hearing this, Chu Feng and the Secret Cave Group Saints understood.
Clearly, these disciples were at odds over a female disciple surnamed Bai.
“Sigh, as expected, beauties have been trouble since ancient times.”
“Good thing we brothers aren’t swayed by looks, or we might end up fighting each other.”
Little Eleven of the Secret Cave Group Saints said.
*Smack!*
“Ow!”
But as soon as Little Eleven spoke, he let out a yelp.
The leader of the Secret Cave Group Saints had smacked him hard on the head.
Not only that, he scolded, “What nonsense are you spouting? Would our brotherhood fracture over a mere woman?”
“Hey, I was just joking, don’t take it seriously, Big Brother,” Little Eleven said.
“You can joke about anything, but not our brotherhood,” the leader said.
Not just him, the other Secret Cave Group Saints also reprimanded Little Eleven.
“I know I was wrong, I won’t do it again.”
Little Eleven saw his brothers were genuinely upset and quickly apologised.
Though they were arguing loudly in the house, the concealment barrier kept the outsiders from noticing.
“Shh.”
At that moment, Chu Feng suddenly spoke, signaling them to quiet down.
Hearing this, the Secret Cave Group Saints fell silent and turned their attention outside.
They saw that things outside had gotten interesting.
