Wang Chen realized something was wrong and tried to take flight to escape.
But he found he couldn’t lift off, and his steps felt heavy, as if he were rooted to the ground.
It was a pressure, a coercive force binding them in place.
“Hehe, don’t leave, the show’s not over yet.”
“Yeah, keep going, I want to see how far your madness goes.”
The Secret Cave Group Saints said with grins.
Though their words sounded like they were just enjoying the drama, they were actually mocking Wang Chen and his group.
“Seniors, we didn’t mean to disturb you. We truly didn’t know you were here.”
“I, Wang Chen, apologize. Please don’t hold it against us juniors.”
Wang Chen faced Chu Feng and the others, bowing deeply with an apologetic expression.
Realizing the situation was dire, he immediately backed down.
“Juniors? You think you’re the only junior? My brother’s a junior too.”
Little Eleven pointed at Chu Feng.
Wang Chen and his group’s faces darkened.
Chu Feng’s cultivation was at least at the Exalted Realm; there was no way he was a junior, they wouldn’t believe it even if beaten to death.
But they didn’t dare argue. Wang Chen was smart enough to know that when facing someone far stronger in a place like this, groveling was the best option.
“Seniors, great ones, we have no grudges. Please spare us.”
“I, Wang Chen, will be eternally grateful.”
Wang Chen continued pleading, growing even more humble.
Not just him, his accomplices were also begging, their voices trembling, legs shaking, far more terrified than Wang Chen.
Only Song Xiao remained cold and detached, as if none of this concerned him.
“Don’t worry, we have no intention of meddling in your personal grudges.”
“But there is one favor you can help with.”
A sly smile crept onto Chu Feng’s lips.
Seeing that smile, Wang Chen and his group tensed, sensing trouble, but still asked, “A favor? Senior, what favor?”
“Actually, it’s mainly you. Only you can help me,” Chu Feng said to Wang Chen.
“Me?”
Hearing this, Wang Chen panicked even more, his lips twitching, on the verge of tears.
“Yes, you.”
Chu Feng’s sly smile deepened.
“Great one, spare me, please!”
“I was wrong, give me a chance!”
Suddenly, Wang Chen began crying and begging.
This stunned not only Chu Feng but also his fellow disciples.
In their minds, Wang Chen wasn’t this cowardly!
Truly, you can’t judge a person by appearances, nor measure the sea with a bucket.
One’s true courage only shows in critical moments.
Seeing Wang Chen sobbing and pleading, the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect disciples looked at Song Xiao beside them with a newfound glint of… admiration.
“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. I just need to borrow your identity.”
As Chu Feng spoke, his appearance began to change, transforming into an exact replica of Wang Chen.
“So, you need to cooperate and tell me more about yourself.”
Chu Feng said to Wang Chen.
His plan was clear: Wang Chen was qualified to represent the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect in the treasure hunt among the juniors.
While Chu Feng was also a junior, he couldn’t openly participate.
Disguising himself as an eligible junior was the simplest approach.
And Wang Chen was an ideal choice.
Afterward, Wang Chen, his group, and Song Xiao were all confined by the Secret Cave Group Saints using a barrier formation.
Chu Feng, now dressed in Wang Chen’s clothes and carrying his Wind-Thunder Sword, prepared to head to the Zhutian Sect.
After all, the grand event was about to begin.
“Oh, once the treasure hunt starts, let that guy go.”
Before leaving, Chu Feng pointed at Song Xiao.
“No problem at all,” Little Eleven of the Secret Cave Group Saints agreed immediately.
But Song Xiao was puzzled.
By now, they had roughly figured out Chu Feng’s goal.
They knew he was after the treasure, which was why he was impersonating Wang Chen to infiltrate the event.
“You’re letting me go, aren’t you afraid I’ll expose you?”
Song Xiao asked Chu Feng.
“I’m letting you go because I’m not afraid of you exposing me.”
“But you should think carefully if the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect is still your home.”
With that, Chu Feng soared into the air, heading toward the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect’s location.
At the same time, the leader of the Secret Cave Group Saints, along with most of the group, followed Chu Feng.
Only Little Eleven and Old Ten stayed behind to guard the Wind-Thunder Sword Sect disciples.
After Chu Feng and the others left, Song Xiao’s gaze turned thoughtful.
He was pondering Chu Feng’s words.
“Sigh, Brother Ten, we’re so pathetic. Big Brother and Brother Xiuluo get to watch the show first.”
“Leaving us two here to guard these losers.”
“If you ask me, we should just kill these losers and save our precious time.”
Little Eleven said to Old Ten.
His words made Wang Chen and the others pale with fear.
A chorus of wailing and begging followed.
“Great ones, please show mercy!”
“That senior just said he’d let us live, you can’t go back on his word!”
They were terrified, fearing these two might kill them in a fit of annoyance.
“What a bunch of cowards.”
Seeing Wang Chen and his group’s state, Little Eleven sneered with disdain.
“Eleven, don’t rush. Once the treasure hunt starts, we can join them.”
“And since Brother Xiuluo and Big Brother don’t want bloodshed, let’s follow their lead.”
Old Ten said.
“Sigh, true, but waiting here is so boring.”
“How about we have some fun with them?”
Little Eleven grinned mischievously, turning his gaze to Wang Chen and the others.
Hearing this, Wang Chen and his group, who had been pleading, tensed again, trembling with unease.
Though unsure what he planned, they felt a deep sense of dread.
…
The Zhutian Sect was not only the hegemon of the Zhutian Upper Realm but also of the entire Zhutian Star Domain.
By rights, the Zhutian Sect’s territory should be sacred, a place of pilgrimage.
Yet, for many, it was shrouded in mystery.
This was due to the Zhutian Sect’s rules.
Unless invited, no one was allowed to set foot in their territory.
But today was different.
For this grand event, the Zhutian Sect had invited prominent forces from across the Zhutian Star Domain.
Not just that, they also invited notable forces from the other five star domains.
This was truly a grand event worthy of its name.
