At this mont, Steward Mu Kun was not the only one paying attention here.
The elders of the Sect were closely watching the activity at Fiery Fla Peak. Because if mishandled, it would spell a major disaster for the Sect.
As for sacrificing Chu Feng, a newly entered trash disciple, these high-ranking mbers didn’t care at all.
Even though everyone clearly knew that Steward Mu Kun was intentionally trying to please Elder Yang by deliberately sending Chu Feng to his death, they turned a blind eye.
Because sacrificing an ordinary disciple of the Sect was really nothing significant.
Moreover, since this ordinary disciple had poor talent, even fewer people were willing to speak out for Chu Feng.
What these high-ranking mbers of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect cared about was only the outco.
As long as they could handle the volcanic eruption at Fiery Fla Peak well, they weren’t concerned about the process.
...
Chu Feng kept unleashing his fury, his sword speed not only increasing but each slice of Sword Qi was powerful and fierce, truly terrifying.
Steward Mu Kun, Ma Miao, and others outside, hearing the noise Chu Feng was making beating against the gate, were incredibly surprised.
"This kid, only having beginner level Sword Master cultivation, displays a striking power comparable to an Advanced Sword Master. Tsk tsk... truly extraordinary when despairing for his life!"
Steward Mu Kun was clearly enjoying himself with a happy laugh.
Just like the Japanese Imperial Army watching the Chinese being tornted to death, relishing in perverse pleasure.
"Hehe! In my view, this little guy Chu Feng, just like an old fat pig on the chopping block, just kicks a few tis before dying!" Ma Miao flattered Steward Mu Kun with a sycophantic expression.
"From the looks of it, the magma inside is probably about to erupt! For safety’s sake, we should hurry down the mountain, get as far away as possible!" Steward Mu Kun finished speaking and led the way, rushing down Fiery Fla Peak.
He was quite afraid of dying, cherishing his own life dearly.
The two masters from the Law Enforcent Hall frowned slightly, they seed to have noticed sothing unusual. Logically, before a volcanic eruption, the temperature on Fiery Fla Peak should be rising.
But they found that the temperature under their feet seed to be dropping instead, which was highly abnormal.
...
After Steward Mu Kun and others retreated below Fiery Fla Peak, they still did not feel safe and withdrew even further, hiding on another peak, looking over at Fiery Fla Peak.
As a result, they gazed intently, waited and waited, but the volcano never erupted.
"Sothing’s not right. Even if the magma erupted and the guy surnad Chu triggered the fire draining chanism and opened the secret path, there should at least be so major activity, and we should definitely feel it here."
"Why is everything calm?"
Steward Mu Kun’s small eyes stared at the Fiery Fla Peak opposite, inspecting it up and down as if it wasn’t a mountain but a stunningly beautiful woman.
Since Chu Feng entered Fiery Fla Peak, nearly three days had passed.
By all rights, the magma should have erupted by now.
"Ma Miao, you go check it out!" Steward Mu Kun would not dare to gamble with his own life.
"?" Ma Miao unconsciously showed a bitter expression; this was a very dangerous task. He thought he was favored by Steward Mu Kun, but now he was unexpectedly acting as cannon fodder.
"Less nonsense, hurry over!" Steward Mu Kun was sowhat irritated and kicked Ma Miao towards the peak below.
Ma Miao scread as he tumbled down the slope but soon used the trees along the way to hide his form with his decent strength.
He harbored resentnt in his heart, realizing it was truly not easy mixing with Steward Mu Kun.
Achieving rits brought scant rewards. After all, Steward Mu Kun himself was in a terrible position, what rewarding could one expect from him?
If sothing went wrong, Steward Mu Kun turned his face and wouldn’t even blink.
Who could bla anyone but himself for lacking skills? Those capable advanced disciples, mixing with other stewards, each lived flavorfully and had much better treatnt than himself.
"It’s all this damn Chu Feng’s fault, putting in a perilous situation!" Ma Miao cursed Chu Feng fiercely.
This is also the sorrow of the weak; the one who enslaves him is Steward Mu Kun, yet even with deep resentnt in his heart, he dares not direct his anger towards Steward Mu Kun. Instead, he turns it on Chu Feng, who is weaker than him.
Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp.
Ma Miao is deeply servile, having long been accustod to bullying the weak and flattering the powerful.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just as Ma Miao was nervously approaching the Fiery Fla Cave to check the situation, unexpectedly, the chanical door that sealed the Fiery Fla Cave suddenly opened.
There was only one possibility for this occurrence; the magma inside had dropped to the lowest safe level.
The chanical door had an automatic detection capability and was ingeniously designed to open automatically when there was no danger.
"Eh, has the magma already drained out?" A joyful expression appeared on Ma Miao’s face as he imdiately looked inside the Fiery Fla Cave.
"Ah..."
He suddenly let out a terrified scream, seeing a disheveled person standing at the exit of the Fiery Fla Cave, looking at him with icy eyes.
Ma Miao, being an Advanced Level Disciple, possessed the cultivation of an Early Stage Great Sword Master.
Instinctively, he drew his sword, "Ssht", and imdiately a sword light over an inch long emanated from the sword tip.
"You, how are you not dead? Are you a human or a ghost?"
Ma Miao finally recognized him, realizing that the person standing behind the chanical door was none other than Chu Feng, who had been locked inside three days ago.
For countless years, whenever there was such a once-in-a-century volcanic eruption, anyone trapped inside the cave was dood to death.
Chu Feng was the only person who had ever co out alive.
"I am your ancestor!"
Chu Feng had long harbored a bellyful of fire, and now he burst forth from inside.
His cultivation had already advanced to the Tenth Level of Beginner Level Sword Master. If he had possessed sword ridians, he might have already broken through to the Interdiate Sword Master Realm.
"Dare to disrespect , you’re seeking death!" Ma Miao had a bad temper, and having taken a bellyful of anger from Steward Mu Kun, he imdiately lunged at Chu Feng.
He definitely didn’t dare to kill outright,
but intended to give Chu Feng a severe beating.
"Break your arm!" Ma Miao was particularly ruthless, his fingers forming a sword as he slashed toward one of Chu Feng’s arms.
You should know, he was a Great Sword Master, and this slashing action produced a terrifying sword light.
Ssht!
The fearso sword light, more dreadful than a sharp sword, could effortlessly sever Chu Feng’s arm and let it fall to the ground.
The two were extrely close to each other, and Chu Feng’s eyes flashed as his Abnormal Fire had advanced to the Second Grade Ninth Stage, just the right ti to test its power. This Ma Miao was the perfect subject to test it on.
"Glazed Sword Technique, Third Level, Sword like Glazed Jade, impervious to wind and rain!"
As Chu Feng roared, he slashed out sword Qi to counter the other’s sword light.
The sword Qi he slashed out was not only solid and sharp but also fast and heavy. Under life and death pressure inside the cave, he had successfully grasped the Second Level of Heaven and Earth Sword Skill, Heavy Sword Technique.
Each burst of sword Qi was domineering and ferocious.
While countering Ma Miao’s sword light attack, a strand of Nine Yang Strange Fire silently arrived beneath Ma Miao’s feet.
It looked just like a lingering fla inside the Fiery Fla Cave.
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