111: Chapter 111 The Peak Master's Summoning

Early morning. The spring sun was bright and beautiful.

Chu Feng was in the Meditation Room of his small courtyard, engaged in a Dao exchange with several of his Dao Companions.

Just as Chu Feng was about to guide the group into a deeper level of the 'fourth cycle of circulation,'

the true disciple jade token placed on the table suddenly began to vibrate slightly without warning, emitting a gentle, continuous white light.

"Hmm?" Chu Feng's movements paused slightly.

With a thought, he split off a wisp of his Divine Sense and instantly probed into the jade token.

Inside the jade token, a slightly exhausted yet still dignified message of Divine Thought resonated directly within his Sea of Consciousness: "Chu Feng, come see me immediately."

It was Elder Luo Feng!

Hadn't he gone to the front-line battlefield?

He had actually returned?

And he was in such a rush to summon him as soon as he returned?

Elder Luo Feng is looking for me? What for?

A trace of doubt flashed through Chu Feng's mind.

The war on the front lines was tense; why would Luo Feng return now and issue an urgent summons?

Despite his doubts, Chu Feng's movements were not slow at all, for abandoning a task midway easily gives rise to a Heart Demon.

Thus, the aura of the Dao within the Meditation Room grew dense once more...

45 minutes later.

Chu Feng walked out of the Meditation Room, feeling refreshed, his aura becoming even more well-rounded and restrained.

He changed into a clean, appropriate cyan dharma robe and left the small courtyard.

Along the way.

The Duobao Sect Disciples he encountered, whether from the inner or outer Sect, mostly wore expressions of awe and respectfully stepped aside to salute him.

Obviously.

Over the past month, Chu Feng's exploits—killing Song Ming on the Dueling Platform, establishing the Fengyun Association, and locking horns with Li Sen—had long since spread throughout the Sect, causing quite a stir.

He was no longer the newly promoted True Disciple he once was.

Instead, he was one of the most prominent rising stars of the younger generation within the Duobao Sect, someone whom no one dared to easily provoke.

Although his Fengyun Association was newly established, its potential and momentum had already attracted the attention of many established factions.

Regarding these gazes.

Chu Feng took them in stride, neither overly arrogant nor deliberately humble, maintaining a calm and indifferent demeanor.

He knew that this awe stemmed from his strength and battle record; only by constantly growing stronger himself could he truly transform this into a stable position and influence.

Before long.

Chu Feng arrived before Elder Luo Feng's Immortal Cave on Duobao Peak.

There were no guards at the gate, but there were faint fluctuations of a Formation.

As soon as he stood still, the courtyard gate opened silently, as if it had known he was coming.

He stepped inside, where exotic flowers and herbs adorned the courtyard, filled with vibrant Spiritual Qi, the layout elegant yet rigorous.

Just after passing the screen wall, a familiar, slightly weary voice came from the front hall:

"Chu Feng, you're here."

He looked up.

He saw Elder Luo Feng, dressed in purple robes, standing with his hands behind his back on the steps in front of the hall.

He wore a gentle smile, but his eyes held a bit more depth and scrutiny than usual, as if he wanted to see through Chu Feng completely.

"Disciple Chu Feng pays respects to Elder Luo!" Chu Feng dared not be negligent; he stepped forward a few paces to the foot of the stairs and respectfully performed a standard Disciple's salute.

"That's enough, kid! There's no need for such formalities with me."

Luo Feng laughed heartily and waved his hand, signaling him not to stand on ceremony. His tone was familiar and tinged with teasing, "It's only been a few months, and you've already started putting on airs?"

Hearing this, Chu Feng relaxed, straightened his body, and revealed his signature grin: "Elder Luo, you jest. Propriety cannot be abandoned. You have worked hard on the front lines and returned in triumph; how could this Disciple dare to be disrespectful?"

"Slick-tongued!" Luo Feng scolded with a smile, but the satisfaction in his eyes grew even stronger.

As the de facto head steward of Duobao Peak, after rotating back from the border, the first thing he did was review all of Chu Feng's records from this period.

He didn't know until he looked, but once he did, he was almost shocked enough to destabilize his Dao Heart!

In just four short months.

He had soared from the third level of Foundation Establishment to the seventh level?!

Averaging almost one level per month!

What kind of terrifying Cultivation speed was this?!

Even the top Heavenly Spiritual Roots would find it extremely difficult to achieve such progress during the Foundation Establishment Stage!

This was no longer something that could be described as a "Genius"; it was simply a "Prodigy"!

"Hehe."

Chu Feng asked with a smile: "I wonder what instructions Elder Luo has for summoning this Disciple so urgently?"

"Instructions? How would I dare give instructions to you, Great President Chu?"

Luo Feng said half-jokingly and half-seriously, then his expression straightened, and he lowered his voice slightly, "Calling you here this time was not my intention; I am merely the messenger."

"Oh?"

Chu Feng felt a jolt in his heart, "Then it is..."

Luo Feng cast his gaze toward the depths of Duobao Peak's main peak and slowly spat out two words: "The Peak Master."

"What?!"

Chu Feng was truly stunned, his pupils contracting slightly, "The Peak Master... is looking for me?"

His heart couldn't help but beat faster.

The Duobao Peak Master, a true powerhouse, holding the authority of an entire peak, was a titan who ranked high within the entire Duobao Sect.

How could such a figure, busy with countless affairs, suddenly designate to see him, a Foundation Establishment Stage Yellow-rank True Disciple?

In an instant.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Was it because the establishment and expansion of the Fengyun Association had attracted the attention of the higher-ups?

Or was it because his actions within the Sect were too "high-profile," causing the Peak Master's dissatisfaction, and he was to be reprimanded or even punished?

Or perhaps... the connections behind Li Sen had reached the Peak Master?

Thinking of the potential reprimand, Chu Feng couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.

Although he was bold, he dared not be the slightest bit negligent when facing the whims of a Peak Master.

"Hey!"

Luo Feng couldn't help but chuckle as he saw the subtle change in expression on Chu Feng's face, "Aren't you quite imposing now, kid? What's wrong? As soon as you hear the Peak Master wants to see you, you've gone soft?"

"Elder Luo, please stop teasing me!"

Chu Feng shook his head with a wry smile and lowered his voice, "What exactly is it? Give me a hint, so I can be prepared. I don't want to say the wrong thing and anger the Peak Master."

Luo Feng put away his joking manner, pondered for a moment, and said, "The Peak Master did not explicitly state the specific matter, but..."

He looked at Chu Feng, his gaze encouraging, "Judging from the fact that the Peak Master specifically asked about your situation when I returned to report affairs, and from the tone of his voice... it should be a good thing."

"A good thing?"

Chu Feng's eyes lit up, the heavy stone hanging in his heart landing slightly, but he still couldn't fully relax, "Elder Luo, you aren't tricking me, are you..."

"Why would I trick you?"

Luo Feng glared at him, "Let's go, don't keep the Peak Master waiting. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, you'll know once you go."

"Alright!" Chu Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the stray thoughts in his mind. Since he couldn't avoid it, he would face it calmly.

The two spoke no more. Luo Feng led the way, and Chu Feng followed closely behind, leaving the courtyard and heading straight toward the most core area of Duobao Peak—the back mountain, which was also the most heavily guarded.

Along the way, they passed through layers of palaces and pavilions, crossing several invisible yet powerful warning Formations.

The surrounding environment became increasingly serene, and the Spiritual Qi grew purer and denser, even forming faint mists.

Finally... they arrived before a cliff in the back mountain.

The cliff was as if cut by a knife or axe, towering into the clouds, with a surging sea of clouds below.

Surprisingly, on the edge of this cliff, amidst the swirling clouds and mist, there was a protruding flat stone platform. On the stone platform sat a simple-looking yet ancient small courtyard that blended perfectly with the surrounding mountains, water, and clouds.

The small courtyard had white walls and blue tiles, with the wooden gate slightly ajar. In the courtyard, a few stalks of emerald bamboo, a stone table, and a few stone stools were faintly visible, full of a sense of returning to simplicity.

This place was the place of secluded cultivation for the Duobao Peak Master; ordinary Disciples, and even Elders, were not allowed to approach without a summons.