Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 210: Courting Death

Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Courting Death

"Chu Feng, who do you think you’re talking to? This old man is a Steward, holding a position a hundred times higher than yours. Don’t think that just because you saved a True Disciple, you can look down upon everyone and act so arrogantly."

"I am in charge of the registration window, so it is up to me to decide. If I say we need to review, then a review is required!"

Steward Mu Kun was very aggressive, with a rude and overbearing attitude.

If Chu Feng couldn’t handle such a small matter and was oppressed, he would lose all dignity in front of Li Shishi. It would be very easy for others to look down on him.

Furthermore, other members of the Sect would also laugh at Chu Feng’s misfortune.

"Are you saying you refuse to register me?" Chu Feng also lost his temper, ready to take Steward Mu Kun down—and to do so openly and honorably.

If he couldn’t defeat Crown Prince Jianyun, could he not deal with an ordinary Steward?

Mu Kun hadn’t expected Chu Feng to be so confident and unyielding, which caused his expression to change. "Chu Feng, don’t think you can be so insolent in front of me just because you have Pu Fazheng backing you up. Even if Pu Fazheng himself were here, it wouldn’t make any difference."

Mu Kun let his anger get the best of him, speaking rashly only to satisfy his own tongue, also thinking that he had Elder Yang’s support.

That’s why he dared to utter such arrogant words.

Chu Feng was looking for a way to provoke Steward Mu Kun, to lure this old ruffian into a fight to the death with him.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a familiar figure entering the First Level of the Sword Pavilion.

The person was none other than Pu Fazheng, whom Chu Feng had saved.

Chu Feng hadn’t expected Pu Fazheng to recover so quickly.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Chu Feng’s mouth, and he immediately came up with an idea to deal with Mu Kun.

"Mu Kun, you can deal with me if you wish, but please don’t drag Brother Pu into your insults!" Chu Feng exclaimed angrily.

On the surface, it seemed Chu Feng was defending Pu Fazheng, but to Mu Kun, it sounded like a different message. Chu Feng’s words were nothing more than an indirect warning that his relationship with Pu Fazheng was special.

Mu Kun felt a wave of anger rush up to his head, straight to the Dou Residence. If he were to be suppressed by Chu Feng today, how could he accept that?

"Chu Feng, enough with your ’Brother Pu’ this and ’Brother Pu’ that! Let me be clear with you: In your eyes, Pu Fazheng might be an extraordinary figure, but in front of me, he’s nothing special."

After blurting out these words, Mu Kun felt a burst of satisfaction.

"You, a Steward, dare not take Brother Pu seriously, is it because you’re leaning on Elder Yang’s support?" Chu Feng was sure that Pu Fazheng must have heard Mu Kun’s outrageous claims.

He reckoned that the old fellow Mu Kun was about to face a huge misfortune.

This old ruffian, Mu Kun, oblivious to his impending doom, was still making a ruckus.

"It’s none of your business who I rely on. Just know that even Pu Fazheng’s presence is useless, that’s all that matters. Get lost!"

"Hmph, what a big mouth you have!"

An icy voice sounded, followed by Pu Fazheng, dressed in the ancient moon-colored clothes of a True Disciple, appearing beside Chu Feng. He was looking at Steward Mu Kun with an unfriendly gaze.

"Ugly face, troublesome business! Using these so-called Sect rules as a tool to bully newcomers, I think you, the person in charge of the Sect entrance registration window, are really unfit for your position!"

Pu Fazheng’s status was even higher than that of an ordinary True Disciple.

Because his father is the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

The previously arrogant and domineering Steward Mu Kun, showing off in front of Chu Feng, was feeling quite pleased. But as soon as he realized who was rebuking him, his face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Suddenly, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face.

"Hehe... Wu, Brother Pu, what wind has blown you here!" In the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the address amongst fellow disciples is not based on age, but rather on cultivation and status.

The capable are revered as seniors, and strength commands respect.

Whoever has higher cultivation and status is addressed as a senior brother. Even an old man with white hair and beard must bow his head and respectfully call a younger disciple with higher cultivation ’senior brother’.

As a Steward, Mu Kun was far inferior to Dharma Protector Pu.

In both status and cultivation, he wasn’t just slightly inferior. It should be known that a True Disciple holds an even higher status than a protector. The formidable ones can even confront Elders directly.

Inside the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, apart from the Chief disciple, those few highly ranked True Disciples are all extremely formidable.

They can even disregard the Elder’s accounts.

Unfortunately, Dharma Protector Pu is one of those formidable True Disciples.

Under Chu Feng’s instigation, Mu Kun actually dared to insult Dharma Protector Pu in public, overtly challenging Pu’s status and dignity. This truly is like Lord Shouxing courting death by hanging himself.

"Call over the person in charge of the First Level of the Sword Pavilion!" Dharma Protector Pu did not even bother with Steward Mu Kun’s explanation, but had an icy expression instead.

Chu Feng also thoroughly witnessed just how awe-inspiring a True Disciple can be within the Sect.

A small door opened, and the four protectors in charge of the First Level of the Sword Pavilion came scrambling out to greet him almost tripping over themselves.

"Brother Pu, please calm your anger. Mu Kun dared to disrespect his seniors and break the Sect’s rules. Moreover, he has seriously abused his authority. We will definitely deal with him sternly and severely to satisfy you with a proper explanation."

The immediate supervisor of Steward Mu Kun is a middle-aged protector about forty years old, named Bai Zhongqiu.

This man is in charge of managing the archives of Sect disciples, as well as supervising and registering Sword Slaves and other miscellaneous personnel residing in the Sect.

Bai Zhongqiu never expected that Mu Kun, the cunning little rascal, would cause such big trouble for him as he continuously wiped the cold sweat forming on his forehead, almost wishing he could slap Mu Kun dead with a palm.

You really don’t have a clue, do you? Can a powerful True Disciple like Dharma Protector Pu be provoked so easily?

At this moment, Bai Zhongqiu could no longer care whether Mu Kun had connections with Elder Yang, he could only sacrifice a pawn to save his castle. By severely punishing Mu Kun and conducting an investigation, he would then give Dharma Protector Pu a satisfying explanation and soothe his anger.

Otherwise, his position as a protector might be implicated.

"Summon the guards, take Mu Kun down and escort him to the Law Enforcement Hall! I will immediately write a letter of accusation and personally deliver it to the Law Enforcement Hall!"

"If it weren’t for Brother Pu’s discovery today, I would have been kept in the dark by Mu Kun, that deceitful person who misleads his superiors and deceives his juniors."

Bai Zhongqiu was able to be Mu Kun’s immediate supervisor, and indeed, it was not without reason.

In a few words, he pushed all responsibility away completely. Meanwhile, he also slipped in a bit of flattery towards Dharma Protector Pu.

"Protector Bai, Brother Pu, spare me! I know I was wrong, I truly do, please spare me this time!" Mu Kun was completely frightened, his legs turned to jelly, and without any dignity, he ’thud’, knelt directly in front of Dharma Protector Pu and Guardian Bai.

He originally wanted to tarnish Chu Feng’s face in front of Li Shishi, so Chu couldn’t hold his head high before her, but he didn’t expect to be backstabbed by Chu Feng instead.

With shifty triangular eyes, Mu Kun covertly observed the expressions of Guardian Bai and Dharma Protector Pu.

Both of them had icy expressions, without the slightest intention of showing mercy.

Very soon, two Sect disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall took Mu Kun by his arms, one on each side, prepared to escort him to the Law Enforcement Hall for trial.

Mu Kun looked towards Chu Feng and noticed a smug smile on Chu Feng’s face. He wasn’t foolish; upon recollection, he immediately understood everything.

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