Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 208: The Threat of Prince Jianyun

Chapter 208: Chapter 208: The Threat of Prince Jianyun

Han Xiaoying’s tears turned into laughter, like a beautiful butterfly flitting towards Chu Feng, welcoming his safe return.

Chu Yun too joyfully went up to greet him.

However, when she was pleasantly surprised to find Han Xiaoying addressing Chu Feng as her husband, she tactfully stood aside, leaving the space to Chu Feng and Han Xiaoying.

Being able to witness her younger brother step by step shed the moniker of a waste, successfully resolve crisis after crisis, and become increasingly stronger, Chu Yun felt especially happy and immensely gratified.

She believed that their parents in the underworld would also feel happy if they knew.

"Damn... how did this waste not die? And he even managed to save Pu Fazheng!" The faces of Prince Jianyun, Steward Mu Kun, and the others were each more spectacular than the last, each darker than the next.

The onlookers, who couldn’t help but let out bursts of astonished cries, were all discussing fervently. They felt nothing but envy for Chu Feng’s luck.

Without a doubt, Chu Feng had once again performed a great service. It must be known that Chu Feng didn’t just save any true disciple, but the son of the Sect Master.

Although the position of Sect Master in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect wasn’t hereditary, Pu Fazheng himself was very talented and, with the support of the Sect Master, he also had a high chance of standing out from among the true disciples.

Chu Feng was originally just a new ordinary disciple of the sect, but now he had saved Pu Fazheng, which was equivalent to finding a huge backing.

From now on, it would presumably not be so easy for Elder Yang to act against Chu Feng.

After Chu Feng left the valley, he too was startled by the large array of people outside. He hadn’t expected so many people ’welcoming’ him at the outside.

Of course, among all these people, only two or three truly cared about him.

"Xiao Ying, Big Sister, why have you both started crying? Haven’t I safely walked out?" Chu Feng looked at the two beautiful women with swollen eyes, one his older sister, and the other his fiancée.

A wave of warmth surged through his heart; this feeling of being cared for and missed, it was truly wonderful.

After exchanging greetings with the two women, Chu Feng lifted his gaze and swept it across the onlooking crowd.

His gaze landed on Steward Mu Kun’s face that was as weathered as old tree bark, "Steward Mu Kun, I really should thank you, for giving me such a great contribution!"

Steward Mu Kun’s face was gloomy, as if dripping with black water.

"Brat, don’t get smug, the fact that you could survive is your own luck. Next time, I assure you that you will have an even greater achievement," Mu Kun’s voice was filled with chilling coldness, and the look he gave Chu Feng was thick with killing intent.

He never expected that the death mission he painstakingly arranged for Chu Feng would time and again benefit Chu Feng.

"Heh, do you think there will be a next time?" Chu Feng said with a mocking face.

In front of so many people, he couldn’t say something too explicit, but spoke with a severe face, "The righteous will receive good retribution, the evil will receive evil retribution, it’s not that it will not come to pass, but when the time comes, it will immediately be repaid."

"Ma Miao has already suffered retribution, I think the next one should be you, Steward Mu Kun!"

After speaking, Chu Feng smiled at the furious face of Mu Kun, then strode forward.

"Brat, who are you cursing here?" Steward Mu Kun bellowed furiously, killing aura surging as he blocked Chu Feng’s way.

"A good dog doesn’t block the way; get to the side! Delaying Brother Pu Fazheng’s treatment is something you can’t afford," Chu Feng had rescued Pu Fazheng, gaining a trump card.

Mu Kun wanted to flaunt his position in front of him and use his status as Steward to suppress him, but it was insufficient.

"You, you..." Mu Kun’s eyes were blazing with fire, furiously blue in the face, but he didn’t dare lay a hand on Chu Feng, instead obediently stepping aside.

Times have changed; dealing with Chu Feng now required some careful thought.

Even after being cursed by Chu Feng like a dog, he could only endure it.

As Chu Feng moved past Steward Mu Kun, a few steps later, his body experienced violent fluctuations from the Nine Yang Strange Fire, giving him quite a scare.

Following that, his heartbeat sped up, his blood boiled, as if he had been reunited with a long-lost relative.

"What’s happening?"

Chu Feng instinctively raised his head and looked ahead, only to see a handsome young man dressed in ancient moon-colored True Disciple’s robes, surrounded by a host of followers, emanating an awe-inspiring presence. Right now, the young man was looking at Chu Feng with a cold gaze.

"Prince Jianyun!"

Chu Feng almost instantly recognized him.

Over the years, he had only seen Prince Jianyun twice, and both times from afar.

Back then, Chu Feng was like a rat hiding in a corner, while Prince Jianyun shone brilliantly like a majestic tiger-dragon.

Countless times in his dreams, Chu Feng had seen the face of Prince Jianyun, dreaming of wanting to kill him and take back the Nine Yang Sword Veins.

"It must be the Nine Yang Sword Veins inside Prince Jianyun, causing my Nine Yang Strange Fire and blood to react," Chu Feng gazed coldly back at Prince Jianyun, who had nine streams of Red Sword Energy on the surface of his body, flickering in and out of sight, ceaselessly circulating.

"Don’t worry, this time I’ve obtained the Taiyin Golden Lotus, which can be refined into the Heavenly Reversal Vein Elixir. When the moment is right, I will seize the opportunity to take back my Nine Yang Sword Veins," Chu Feng said to himself while looking at the sun-like Prince Jianyun, his expression gradually calming down.

It was unexpected that Prince Jianyun, only three years older than himself, had already reached the Late Stage Great Sword Master’s realm. Chu Feng must hurry, lest by the time Prince Jianyun reaches the Sword Saint Realm, it would become troublesome.

"In my presence, you are but a crawling insect on the ground. You’ll die however I wish you to die!" Prince Jianyun’s chilly voice floated into Chu Feng’s ears.

"Moreover, Han Xiaoying is not someone a waste like you can attain. You should know your own place. You’re nowhere near worthy of her. Only a heavenly pride like me is a match for her in both talent and beauty, a match made by the heavens. Stay away from her from now on, or don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

Prince Jianyun, with his superior attitude, issued a warning to Chu Feng.

He was very calculating, condensing his voice to a thread, undetectable to others. Only Chu Feng could hear it.

"Even ants can bite an elephant to death!"

Chu Feng’s expression remained unchanging as he retorted indifferently.

"Furthermore, Xiao Ying is my fiancée, a fact that no one can change. Unless she looks down on me and wants to leave me, no one can prevent me and her from being together. And one more thing for the Crown Prince, repaying debts is natural and right. What belongs to someone else will ultimately return to them."

Having said that, Chu Feng didn’t linger and strode away confidently.

Chu Yun and Han Xiaoying followed closely behind him.

Leaving only Steward Mu Kun, fuming with rage, and Prince Jianyun with a gloomy face as though mourning the death of his parents.

...

Chu Feng’s rescue of the Sect Master’s son, Pu Fazheng, from Evil Spirit Valley caused a sensation throughout the Sect.

He had established a great merit, and the reward from the Sect had not been announced yet.

However, it was certain that the reward would be no less generous than the last time he dealt with the magma eruption at Fiery Flame Peak.

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