Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 244: Coward?

Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Coward?

Chu Feng had made all preparations and directly headed to the Sword Pavilion to handle the sect departure procedures.

Since he arrived late, almost all the disciples who wanted to go to the Sword Tomb to seize the Treasure Sword had already completed their procedures and left the sect.

Competing for the emergence of a Treasure Sword was a great opportunity that could benefit the sect, even affecting the rise and fall of a sect. Therefore, the higher-ups of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were extremely supportive of this matter.

Even if it was the lowest-ranked ordinary disciple, if they wanted to leave the sect to go to the Sword Tomb to seize the Treasure Sword, the sect would still open its doors wide for them.

Authorize their departure.

Chu Feng was a disciple of a Sect Elder, with an identity more than a hundred times higher than that of an ordinary disciple.

When the steward at the registration window heard that he wanted to handle his departure, he didn’t say a second word and helped him with the procedures right away.

"Junior Brother Chu, you should hurry if you’re going to snatch the Treasure Sword! Your master and fellow senior brothers and sisters have already left for the Sword Tomb five days ago!" said the steward at the window with a sycophantic smile, offering Chu Feng some information.

"Hehe, isn’t that exactly what I’m preparing to do? Thanks for the reminder, Deacon Ruan!"

Chu Feng said with a smile, waving his hand as he quickly left.

Since the last Alchemy competition, where he defeated Elder Yang and others, Chu Feng’s reputation greatly increased. His status within the sect soared linearly. If not at the peak of his popularity, at least he was well-known throughout the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Furthermore, with the sect’s number one beauty, Han Xiaoying, calling him her husband, this certainly caught everyone’s attention even more.

When flowers are bright, they attract attention!

Many people from the lower and middle ranks of the sect began to curry favor with Chu Feng. They wanted to establish a good relationship with him so later when they needed Alchemy, they could get Chu Feng’s help.

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A day later, Chu Feng appeared in Qingshan Town, near the Demon Suppression Mountain Range.

On normal days, Qingshan Town was very quiet, with only a few herb shops and leather workshops. There were also two shops selling weapons such as bows, arrows, and swords.

Apart from some herb and leather traders, coming to buy fresh herbs harvested by the Medicine Farmers from the mountains, and the prey caught by hunters, there were hardly any outsiders visiting this remote town at the foot of the mountain.

But at this moment, Qingshan Town was bursting with people.

All of them were masters drawn from various places, coming to seize treasures.

As a consequence, business was booming in the town’s restaurants, taverns, and teahouses.

Chu Feng was just a minor character with pitifully low cultivation, only at the Advanced Sword Master Realm. The only thing noticeable about him was the ordinary disciple’s clothes of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect he was wearing.

Still, being a disciple of a great sect like the Ten Thousand Sword Sect carried a certain prestige when walking around.

Two disciples clad in Rashamon Sect garments coldly watched Chu Feng, but they did not take action. These two were sitting in front of a tavern drinking, their brows exuding Evil Qi, dressed in dark red robes.

On their chests was embroidered a blood-dripping longsword, and on their backs was a fearsome skull.

Even from afar, one could feel the Evil Qi emanating from these two. Many people kept their distance, not daring to get close to them.

Chu Feng sensed for a moment and felt that the cultivation of these two was probably at the Initial Stage of a Great Sword Master.

"Just two at the Early Stage Great Sword Masters, daring to glare at me so defiantly. If I become unhappy, I’ll just directly slaughter you!" Chu Feng had no fear whatsoever of these two experts from the Rashamon Sect.

He walked past them with an indifferent expression on his face.

"This Ten Thousand Sword Sect is truly rubbish, daring to come and compete for the Treasure Sword, is practically no different from seeking death," said a disciple of the Rashamon Sect, belching from drinking.

"Who cares! The Sword Tomb is fraught with dangers; it’s perfect to have such cannon fodder clear the way for us."

Another sneered sinisterly, raising his cup and draining it in one gulp.

Chu Feng ignored the ridiculing and disdain from the two, heading straight towards the tavern. Teahouses and taverns are the best places to gather intelligence.

Especially taverns, where many, after getting drunk, will divulge much information that should not be disclosed.

Chu Feng was composed and wise in his actions. He was not in a hurry to enter the Demon Suppression Mountain Range but instead prepared to understand the situation clearly before making a decision.

The tavern’s business was booming, with nearly every table occupied.

"What a coward! Insulted as trash and not daring to show any reaction!" As soon as Chu Feng entered the tavern, someone verbally abused him.

"Lin Yuan, don’t just ridicule others! Who isn’t afraid of the Rashamon Sect disciples? It’s a wise move for Chu Feng not to take issue with them," He Ruoshui, who was rejected by Chu Feng last time, said.

Unexpectedly, she hadn’t given up; not only did she speak up for Chu Feng, but she also smiled and cooed at him, "Chu Feng, are you alone? Come sit at our table!"

Apart from Lin Yuan and He Ruoshui, there were several others who were ordinary disciples.

Their strength was not strong.

It appeared that these people were probably seeking warmth in numbers, wanting to team up and enter the Sword Tomb to snatch the treasures.

Chu Feng glanced over the tavern’s hall and couldn’t find a single empty table.

Rather than sitting with strangers from other forces, it was better to sit with members of his own Sect. Chu Feng readily sat down.

And he sat next to He Ruoshui.

There was no helping it; this woman was overly enthusiastic. She firmly shifted aside to make room for Chu Feng.

Probably because Chu Feng had recently gained significant attention by defeating Elder Yang, He Ruoshui’s admiration for him grew even stronger. She likely dreamed of landing Chu Feng as her golden bachelor.

The others looked on at Chu Feng with envy.

There were six people at the table, including Chu Feng making seven. Five men and two women.

He Ruoshui’s beauty was above average, and while the other female disciple was also quite young, her looks were far inferior to He Ruoshui’s. Unfortunately, she was the plain foil to the beautiful flower.

The five men at the table, besides Chu Feng, all harbored improper thoughts towards He Ruoshui.

Alas, ’The stream flows with purpose, but the fallen flower remains heartless.’

He Ruoshui was very ambitious and had high standards. She simply didn’t think much of these ordinary male disciples.

Probably if it were not for the thought of using them, she wouldn’t even associate with these men.

Despite her seemingly clingy and enthusiastic attitude towards Chu Feng, she was cold as ice to the other four male disciples at the same table, giving them no quarter.

"Junior Sister He, all you do is side with Chu Feng and speak for him. The Rashamon Sect already insulted him as trash, and he pretends not to hear it. Isn’t that just cowardice?"

Seeing He Ruoshui beckoning Chu Feng to sit next to her, Lin Yuan’s jealousy surged, his gaze towards Chu Feng was filled with envy mingled with a freezing chill.

"This isn’t called cowardice; it’s called being wise!" Actually, deep down, He Ruoshui also believed that Chu Feng was scared into silence by the Rashamon Sect’s disciples. She only spoke sweetly to please Chu Feng.

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