Chu Feng is probably the one with the lowest cultivation among everyone.
Not to ntion at the Sword Saint Level, even experts at the Four and Five Star Sword God Level are not considered top-notch.
Actually, a sect is like a big family.
Each has their duties.
Those with inferior talents and weaker strength are responsible for earning money and doing miscellaneous tasks. Those with better talent and stronger strength focus on cultivation to beco even stronger. It’s up to them to repel invaders, compete for treasures, and so on.
"Junior Brother Chu, co over here!" Elder Zi Xu waved to Chu Feng. Several people stood beside him, all disciples under the Supre Lord of Wanfa Sect.
Chu Feng imdiately walked over with a smile.
"Greetings to all senior brothers and sisters!" Chu Feng was extrely humble and greeted everyone with a smile.
"No need for formalities! Why did you bring soone with you?" A middle-aged man, sturdy as a bear, asked indifferently. His surna is You, with a single given na, Hu.
He is one of the disciples ranked relatively high under Elder Wanfa.
He usually cos across a bit cold.
Although Chu Feng and he are from the sa sect, whenever they et, it’s always Chu Feng who initiates the greeting. Brother You Hu would typically just nod symbolically or grunt from his nose.
No wonder, since Brother You Hu is a Nine-star Sword God Level expert.
And he’s on the sa level as Elder Zi Xu.
Moreover, he is particularly young.
It’s normal for him to look down on Chu Feng, a junior at the Sword Saint Level.
"He is my sword slave, Yan Qing!" Chu Feng quickly introduced Yan Qing. From now on, Han Dong and Yan Qing would be his guards.
It was necessary to introduce them to the people of their sect.
"Yan Qing? Could it be the Yan Qing who has been the continuous champion of the Earth Rankings for fifteen years?" You Hu’s face showed a hint of surprise.
"Those are all things of the past!" Yan Qing was exceptionally low-profile.
Ever since he was defeated by Lu Qingyuan, he began to restrain his arrogance. That day’s battle for the Earth Rankings left an unforgettable impact on him by Chu Feng.
Yan Qing had never thought that having a low profile could be more impactful than walking around with an air of arrogance all the ti.
Nobody had high expectations for Chu Feng and many even looked down on him.
But once he went on stage, he imdiately crippled Lu Qingyuan. At that mont, Yan Qing’s heart was conquered by Chu Feng.
He had never admired anyone else but Chu Feng alone.
This was also the reason why he was willing to actively abide by his promise to beco Chu Feng’s sword slave.
Hearing Yan Qing’s admission, the other senior brothers and sisters were also curiously sizing up Yan Qing.
"Junior Brother Chu only has Sword Saint Cultivation, yet he has Three-star Sword God Cultivation and was once the first on the Earth Rankings. Why would he be willing to be your sword slave?" a senior sister couldn’t help asking.
"As you said, I was only the forr number one on the Earth Rankings. There are higher skies beyond the skies, and extraordinary people beyond our world. Chu Feng is stronger than , so I am willing to be his sword slave wholeheartedly."
"Far from feeling humiliated, I actually consider it a great honor."
Yan Qing responded candidly.
After experiencing ups and downs, his ntality beca more steady, and his mind more mature.
He had grown indifferent to those vain and worldly gains.
It’s a good thing, as Yan Qing has made great progress in his cultivation recently, vaguely showing signs of breaking through to the Four-star Sword God. His understanding of swordsmanship has also improved trendously.
"Having you protect Junior Brother Chu is good indeed. At least, when competing for the Soul Refining Treasure Tree, we won’t have to be distracted and can go all out in the competition."
In between the lines of You Hu’s words, he was expressing one aning.
Chu Feng, by following them, beca a hindrance. They needed to divide their attention to protect Chu Feng.
The other senior brothers and sisters seed to agree with You Hu’s assertion. They all nodded with smiles and a relaxed expression on their faces.
As if they were relieved of a burden.
Facing the scorn of his senior brothers and sisters, Chu Feng didn’t bother to explain but simply smiled indifferently. With strength, there was no need for many words; in the struggle for the Soul Refining Treasure Tree, Chu Feng would definitely open their eyes wide with surprise.
If Chu Feng argued now, it would only seem like he was boasting.
And with his temperant, he had long been like a rock in the river, unaffected by the criticisms of the world.
You Hu and the others also did not consider that Chu Feng could subdue Yan Qing as a sword slave proved he was definitely stronger than Yan Qing. How could he need Yan Qing’s protection?
"My master certainly doesn’t need to protect him! It’s he who protects ," Yan Qing grumbled under his breath, making a retort.
You Hu and the others thought that Yan Qing was just trying to flatter Chu Feng.
That’s why he deliberately said so, to save so face for Chu Feng. They didn’t take it seriously, nor did they believe it, and they all waited patiently.
Because this ti, nearly two hundred experts were participating in the treasure hunt at the Gate of Hell. It was inevitable that so would be late due to their extensive preparations.
Chu Feng sensed several cold and ill-intentioned gazes falling upon him.
He looked up and saw Han Sheng, Lu Qingyuan, and others ahead of him, staring at him with icy glares.
Chu Feng flashed a toothy smile at Han Sheng, "Is Junior Brother Han hurt from chasing after a beauty and now seeking to pursue instead? I must formally declare, I do not swing that way, nor do I have any inclination towards such a relationship."
Upon hearing this, Han Sheng’s forehead was furrowed with black lines, and he nearly died of rage on the spot.
Clenching his teeth, Han Sheng coldly said, "Chu Feng, I’ll let you be arrogant for now, but soon, this young master will definitely make you a dead dog." A crazed killing intent burst forth from his eyes.
Now that he had finally co up with a way to get Chu Feng away from the Sect, Han Sheng would not miss this opportunity.
In his view, being a Nine-star Sword God, killing Chu Feng would be as easy as crushing an ant.
Once they entered the Gate of Hell, any opportunity would suffice to finish Chu Feng off.
Not to ntion, he had the sly Lu Kuixi as an accomplice.
Without thinking, Han Sheng glanced at Lu Kuixi and, as expected, Lu Kuixi was also staring at Chu Feng with a murderous intent. However, when Han Sheng’s gaze involuntarily swept the crowd and fell upon that stunning view at the front, his face instantly turned extrely gloomy.
Si Huang, like a proud peony, blood with aloofness.
However, her beautiful eyes were currently fixed on Chu Feng.
"Bastard! Illicit lovers!" Han Sheng clenched his fists and cursed Chu Feng and Si Huang bitterly in his heart.
Hate born of love, jealous rage ablaze, Han Sheng had now co to despise Si Huang as well.
He had pursued Si Huang for so long. Though he couldn’t get too close before, at least he could speak to her.
Since the last uproar at the Collection Pavilion, Si Huang’s attitude towards him had taken a complete one-eighty. She no longer even acknowledged Han Sheng.
Si Huang, with four female sword slaves in tow, Dongxue shot a delightful smile toward Chu Feng.
Chun Hua’s eyes shone brightly as she looked at Chu Feng. This look made Chu Feng a bit afraid.
He had no intention of provoking any romantic debts.
After waiting for about two hours, everyone who should have arrived had finally gathered.
"Let’s go!"
The one leading them was none other than Si Huang.
Strength was admired everywhere. This ti, those who ca were top-notch experts from both the inner and outer sect, and no one was willing to concede to the others.
With her Supre Sword God Cultivation, Si Huang was a leader everyone respected both in heart and words.
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