At that moment, Chu Feng and the old man both furrowed their brows slightly.
Before the voice sounded, they had sensed no presence at all.
The aura and the voice had appeared out of nowhere.
This meant the two who had suddenly appeared were extremely powerful, otherwise they couldn’t have evaded Chu Feng’s detection.
Sure enough, as they looked towards the source of the voice, space rippled, and two figures emerged.
One was a young man, the other a white-haired elder.
Though the young man appeared youthful, Chu Feng could tell he was no junior.
He was at least a thousand years old.
The moment he appeared, his cultivation aura radiated.
First-grade Supreme.
At a thousand years old, this wasn’t a great age for a martial cultivator, and possessing First-grade Supreme cultivation marked him as a genius.
However, this level of cultivation clearly wasn’t enough to conceal himself so thoroughly from Chu Feng.
The reason they had approached undetected was the elder behind the young man.
The elder also didn’t hide his aura, revealing a cultivation of Sixth-grade Supreme.
This was a master on par with Long Daozhi.
At the same time, Chu Feng noticed that both the young man and the elder wore identical tokens at their waists.
Nine Dragon Gate.
Moreover, both were now staring at Chu Feng.
Their gazes were lofty, even tinged with mockery.
It was as if they had Chu Feng completely figured out.
Yet Chu Feng showed no fear, asking, “Did you just say this item doesn’t belong to us?”
“Of course. Such a treasure belongs to the capable. Trash like you doesn’t deserve it,” the young man said.
“So, you plan to steal it?” Chu Feng asked.
“Steal? No need. I want you to hand it over yourself,” the young man replied.
“And if I don’t?” Chu Feng said.
“Kid, don’t you see the token at my waist? Don’t you know who I am?” The young man’s mocking smile remained, but his gaze turned hostile.
“Benefactor, quickly hand over the Dragon Vein Yin-Yang Stone!” a voice transmitted secretly to Chu Feng. It was the boy’s grandfather.
“ That young man is the Young Master of Nine Dragon Gate, one of the strongest forces abandoned by the Long Clan. Their sect leader’s cultivation has reached Seventh-grade Supreme, reportedly just a step from Eighth-grade. The elder behind the Young Master is the Supreme Elder of Nine Dragon Gate, a ruthless figure. We can’t afford to offend them.”
Though the grandfather spoke secretly, Chu Feng could hear the fear of Nine Dragon Gate in his words.
Chu Feng glanced at the confident Young Master of Nine Dragon Gate, then at the Supreme Elder, who watched him predatorily.
Chu Feng’s fearless gaze began to waver.
While he hesitated, neither the Young Master nor the Supreme Elder spoke.
They simply watched Chu Feng silently.
But their gazes were fierce, like eagles circling prey.
They were waiting for Chu Feng’s decision. If he complied, they might spare him. If he resisted, they would attack without mercy.
Ultimately, Chu Feng chose to yield.
Though reluctant, he raised his arm and tossed the Dragon Vein Yin-Yang Stone to the Young Master.
Catching it, the Young Master’s mocking smile turned triumphant, his gaze towards Chu Feng now filled with even more disdain.
“I thought you had some guts. Turns out, you’re nothing special. Trash is trash,” he sneered.
After his mockery, the Young Master handed the stone to the Supreme Elder.
“Senior, what do you think?”
The Supreme Elder, a Dragon-Mark Saint-cloak World Spiritist, examined it.
“Genuine. It’s indeed the Dragon Vein Yin-Yang Stone,” the elder confirmed.
Hearing this, the Young Master’s smile widened.
“You three pieces of trash got lucky. I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll spare your lives,” he said, then turned to leave, the Supreme Elder following closely.
Only the old man, the boy, and Chu Feng remained.
“Grandfather,” the boy suddenly wailed, crying bitterly, nearly collapsing.
The Dragon Vein Yin-Yang Stone was his hope to heal his father’s illness.
Now, that hope was shattered, causing him immense pain.
“A man shouldn’t cry easily,” Chu Feng said, approaching the boy to comfort him. “Actually, you still have a chance.”
“A chance?” The boy, still sobbing, looked at Chu Feng with tear-filled eyes, clinging to hope.
“Benefactor, that’s Nine Dragon Gate. Once the Dragon Vein Yin-Yang Stone is in their hands, it’s nearly impossible to take back. You should give up,” the old man urged.
Chu Feng shook his head, saying, “Your goal here was the Dragon Vein Yin-Yang Stone. But others are after the Dragon Vein Source Stone. If you find the Source Stone, someone will trade the Yin-Yang Stone for it.”
“I understand, Benefactor, but finding the Dragon Vein Source Stone is incredibly difficult,” the old man sighed.
“We could work together. It might be possible. If you trust me, travel with me,” Chu Feng said.
“Of course we trust you. Thank you, Benefactor!” Both the old man and boy hurriedly thanked him.
They had already witnessed Chu Feng’s powerful spirit techniques.
If he was willing to help, they believed they might have a real shot at finding the Dragon Vein Source Stone.
“Benefactor, I’m so sorry. If I hadn’t talked so much, you wouldn’t have faced that humiliation,” the old man said guiltily.
He felt that if he hadn’t shared his family’s misfortunes with Chu Feng, Chu Feng might have left earlier, avoiding Nine Dragon Gate and keeping the Yin-Yang Stone.
“It’s fine. A true man can bend or stand tall. In the world of cultivators, who hasn’t faced humiliation unless they’re the strongest?” Chu Feng said with a smile.
Though he said this, as he prepared to leave, Chu Feng glanced back at the direction the Young Master of Nine Dragon Gate had gone.
No one noticed…
A faint, triumphant smirk curled at the corner of Chu Feng’s mouth.
