“Brother Chu Feng, what are you staring at? Don’t tell me you’ve been scared as well?”
Suddenly, Song Yun’s voice interrupted Chu Feng’s thoughts.
“You little girl, what are you doing?”
Chu Feng looked at Song Yun, and his expression changed.
Song Yun had been wearing a long robe the whole way, and the robe itself was unchanged, but the small face under the hood had altered.
She had transformed from a delicate young beauty into a teenage boy covered in pockmarks.
“This recruitment conference is only open to men. If I want to go in, of course I need to disguise myself,” Song Yun said secretly through voice transmission.
“Girl, you’re going in too?”
Chu Feng was somewhat surprised.
“Of course I’m going in. If I don’t, who will guide you to find the Holy Healing Pearl?”
Song Yun said.
“But there are Old Demon Black Fiend’s subordinates inside. Can you really fool them?”
Chu Feng was a bit worried for Song Yun.
The boundary spirit masters guarding the entrance clearly were no ordinary figures, especially since they were Old Demon Black Fiend’s men.
Even Chu Feng himself had no confidence that he could deceive them if he used boundary techniques to change his appearance, let alone Song Yun.
“Brother Chu Feng, just relax. I have my own ways.”
Song Yun smiled sweetly and winked at Chu Feng.
Seeing this, Chu Feng could only shake his head helplessly and descend with Song Yun.
Although two people had already entered the boundary gate ahead of them, when Chu Feng and Song Yun passed through the crowd and headed straight for it, they still drew many gazes.
“Who goes there? State your name and origin.”
Several boundary spirit masters stood guard beside the boundary gate.
The others were standing, but one with a white beard was seated.
In front of the seated white-bearded boundary spirit master was a wooden table with paper and brush. He was using them to record the identities of those entering.
“This junior comes from the Nine Souls Heavenly River and is named Song Yun.”
Song Yun bowed and spoke, though her voice was now that of a teenage boy.
The white-bearded boundary spirit master did not even lift his head or speak. He simply waved his hand, and a golden bead flew towards Song Yun.
Song Yun caught the bead and infused it with boundary spirit power. The bead immediately shone brightly.
It was proof of a Dragon Mark grade Holy Robe boundary spirit master. Song Yun had passed.
Only then did the white-bearded boundary spirit master flourish his brush and write Song Yun’s name on the paper.
“You may enter.”
With those words, Song Yun did not waste time. She bowed once more and stepped into the boundary gate.
Yet as he watched Song Yun’s figure disappear inside, Chu Feng’s gaze grew profound, lost in thought.
In Chu Feng’s view, the boundary spirit power Song Yun had just released truly came from within her body. It was extremely pure and carried Song Yun’s aura, not resembling the power of some treasure.
If it was not from a treasure, did that mean Song Yun was genuinely a Dragon Mark grade Holy Robe boundary spirit master?
But how old was she? She was only a teenage girl in her teens.
Thinking back to when he himself was that age, let alone Dragon Mark grade Holy Robe, even Gold Robe had been unimaginable.
If Song Yun was not relying on a treasure but truly possessed Dragon Mark grade Holy Robe boundary techniques, then this girl’s talent was simply too terrifying.
Suddenly, he had a feeling.
This girl seemed far more extraordinary than he had imagined.
“Oi, you there. What are you dawdling for? Are you going in or not?”
Suddenly, a stern shout rang out. It was from the white-bearded boundary spirit master in charge of records.
“This junior is Chu Feng, from… the Ancestral Martial Heavenly River.”
After a moment’s thought, Chu Feng did not mention the Saint Light Heavenly River but instead named the Ancestral Martial Heavenly River.
In Chu Feng’s opinion, the Saint Light Clan was unworthy of being the master of a heavenly river. Though he felt no shame about his heavenly river, he was ashamed of the Saint Light Clan.
“What? The Ancestral Martial Heavenly River?”
Even those four words caused a huge uproar.
People had already been watching Chu Feng, and now their gazes towards him grew even brighter.
“Hahaha…”
But immediately after came a burst of harsh laughter.
“Isn’t the Ancestral Martial Heavenly River just the Saint Light Heavenly River?”
“How ridiculous. A waste from the Saint Light Heavenly River actually dares to dream of becoming Lord Black Fiend’s granddaughter’s husband. This is truly a toad lusting after swan meat, so desperate he’s thrown away all face.”
For a moment, mockery and sarcasm rang out endlessly.
When they discussed the three Gongsun family geniuses or Yin Tianchou, they only dared speak after those people had left.
But for humiliating Chu Feng, they did so openly.
This was contempt, regional contempt. In the eyes of people from the Nine Souls Heavenly River, the Saint Light Heavenly River was simply inferior, a heavenly river of the weak.
Especially in the eyes of these so-called geniuses, people from the Saint Light Heavenly River were trash among trash.
“You lot are indeed a bunch of toads. No wonder you don’t dare go in.”
Suddenly, a voice sounded. It was Chu Feng.
When he spoke, everyone froze, for they had not expected this person from the Saint Light Heavenly River to dare insult them.
“Damn it, you waste. You’ve got guts. Say that again if you dare.”
“Do you know who I am? Believe me, I could take your dog life right now.”
“You ignorant thing. With one word from me, I could wipe out your entire clan.”
After a brief stun, a torrent of abuse crashed towards Chu Feng.
“What, want to try?”
Chu Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly, a faint chill already emerging.
“Silence, all of you!”
At that moment, the white-bearded boundary spirit master in charge of records let out an angry shout, then turned to Chu Feng.
Looking at the glowing stone in Chu Feng’s hand, he did not show any newfound respect. Instead, he said,
“I advise you to think carefully. This is the Nine Souls Heavenly River, not your Saint Light Heavenly River. The dangers here might very well claim your little life.”
Even he, an elder boundary spirit master, looked down on Chu Feng.
“Heh…”
Chu Feng gave a faint smile, said nothing more, returned the stone to the white-bearded boundary spirit master, and walked towards the boundary gate.
His attitude was clear. He intended to challenge the Pregnant Object Forest.
“Seeking death.”
The white-bearded boundary spirit master muttered those words, then prepared to record Chu Feng’s name on the scroll.
Though he despised Chu Feng, this was his duty. No matter who it was, as long as they qualified and dared to enter, he had to record them.
“Senior, I come from the Ancestral Martial Heavenly River, not the Saint Light Heavenly River.”
Unexpectedly, Chu Feng’s voice rang out again. He was reminding the spirit master, hoping the man would record his origin as he wished.
“I know. So much nonsense.”
The white-bearded boundary spirit master acknowledged verbally, but when he flourished his brush, what appeared on the scroll was still “Chu Feng of the Saint Light Heavenly River”, not “Chu Feng of the Ancestral Martial Heavenly River”.
Disregard. It could not have been more obvious.
Yet Chu Feng was not angered, for he had grown accustomed to such things.
To earn respect, one could not rely on words but on strength. When one’s strength fell short, being looked down upon was something to endure.
Otherwise, useless rage was not backbone. It was incompetence.
But Chu Feng still did not step obediently into the boundary gate. Instead, he stopped abruptly at the entrance, turned back, and looked at the crowd behind him.
“I say, you wastes. If you’ve got the guts, come in. I’d like to see just how dangerous your Nine Souls Heavenly River really is.”
“Remember, your grandpa here will be waiting for you inside.”
With those words, Chu Feng smiled disdainfully and finally stepped into the boundary gate.
The juniors left outside immediately exploded into uproar!!!
