123: Chapter 123 The Storm is Coming!

"Xu Xing, I don't believe a single word you say."

"However, your excessive praise of Chu Feng has actually piqued my interest in this ant... I want to teach him a lesson and show him how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is."

"A Foundation Establishment Cultivator should act like one. He should Cultivate honestly and stop thinking about showing off all day."

Seeing Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao relent, Xu Xing was secretly delighted, but he kept a calm face and even showed a hint of worry.

"Senior Brother Ling must be careful; Chu Feng truly can strike down Golden Core Cultivators!"

"Moreover, he can control the Golden Core Talisman Beast, the Red Fire Horse."

"Hahaha!!"

Hearing this, Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao laughed loudly. His laughter was full of disdain, causing the dishes in the private room to vibrate slightly. "Fine! Since you've made him sound so formidable, I'll go meet him! Just a Talisman Beast Red Fire Horse—I can blow it apart with a single breath!!!"

He stood up and looked down at Xu Xing, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes. "You'd better pray Chu Feng has some skill. Otherwise, I'll let you know the price of playing with me."

With that, Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao turned and left without even saying goodbye.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and looked back to add, "By the way, I'll pay for this meal myself. I don't want to owe a favor to a piece of trash like you."

The door to the private room slammed shut, leaving Xu Xing alone.

"F*ck..." Xu Xing's face turned red with anger, his heart full of grievance. Fury surged in his chest, and he could barely restrain himself from fighting Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao to the death.

He grabbed a jade cup and smashed it onto the floor, sending shards flying everywhere.

"Ling Wuxiao! You just wait! Once you and Chu Feng are both injured, I'll see how I deal with you!"

Xu Xing gritted his teeth, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "And you, Chu Feng, don't get too smug. I'll see how long you can stay arrogant!"

He took a few deep breaths and gradually calmed down before a smile finally appeared on his face.

"Argue, fight—it's best if you both die. When that time comes, the position of Saint will be mine."

...

Just as Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao began looking for trouble with Chu Feng...

Tang Aotian, who had been preparing for three months, also began his move.

Yan Jue's methods were indeed extraordinary.

After finding Tang Aotian, he didn't directly say he wanted to kill Chu Feng.

Instead, he first "unintentionally" revealed Chu Feng's recent glorious achievements.

Number one on the hidden dragon ranking, Chief Manager of Duobao Peak, personal Disciple of Xiao Qingtian, a key focus of the Sect's cultivation, and most importantly, the number one Genius of the Dao of Talismans...

Every word was like a knife stabbing into Tang Aotian's heart.

Tang Aotian was already narrow-minded and intensely jealous. Hearing all this, he went mad with resentment.

Hatred grew wildly in his heart like poisonous weeds.

Yan Jue smiled, a cruel and satisfied smile.

They had moved; they had all made their moves.

For a time...

The members of the Fengyun Association faced much difficulty and suppression.

In the Mission Hall, whenever Disciples of the Fengyun Association tried to take on missions, they would always encounter various "accidents."

In the Contribution Hall, when Fengyun Association Disciples tried to exchange for resources, they were often told they were "temporarily out of stock."

Even in the cultivation areas, when Fengyun Association Disciples sat down to Cultivate, people would intentionally disturb them.

These matters seemed small, but as they accumulated, they made life miserable for the members of the Fengyun Association.

Cultivation required resources, resources required contribution points, and contribution points required completing missions. Now they couldn't take missions, couldn't exchange for resources, and their cultivation was even being interfered with—how could they progress?

Very soon, Tang An's side couldn't hold out any longer.

He had also fought back, sending people to reason with the other side and even getting into physical altercations several times.

Once, several Fengyun Association Disciples were being given a hard time in the Mission Hall. Tang An personally led people there to demand an explanation, and the two sides almost started a brawl.

In the end, it was people from the Law Enforcement Hall who arrived and prevented the conflict.

However, too many people were targeting the Fengyun Association, coming from all levels.

There were those from Zhenbao Peak, those from Fubao Peak, and even some who were just fishing in troubled waters.

They were like a swarm of flies; as soon as one wave was driven away, another would come. It was impossible to guard against.

The Fengyun Association had been established too late and its Foundation was not deep, so it was naturally no match for these established powers.

Moreover, the opponents were very cunning. They never engaged in direct conflict, always using various petty tricks to harass them, leaving them with nowhere to vent their anger.

Even if they reported it to the Law Enforcement Hall, the most that would happen was a few words of reprimand or a small fine of contribution points, which was insignificant.

Even worse, cracks began to appear within the Fengyun Association.

Some newly joined Disciples didn't have much loyalty to begin with. Seeing the difficult situation of the Fengyun Association, they chose to quit one after another.

In just a few days, the Fengyun Association, which had over a thousand members, lost more than two hundred people, and the hearts of those remaining were wavering.

Therefore, Tang An had no choice but to go find Chu Feng.

Duobao Peak, Deacon Hall.

Tang An rushed over, his face ashen. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted, "Brother Feng! Something's happened!"

Chu Feng was currently reviewing documents. Hearing this, he looked up, saw it was Tang An, and signaled for him to sit down. "Old Tang, don't be anxious. Speak slowly. This is some Mist Spirit Tea I recently acquired; try it."

"How can I not be anxious?"

Tang An sat down heavily, not even bothering to drink the tea, and said urgently, "Our Fengyun Association has been targeted recently! We can't get missions, we can't exchange resources, and we can't even Cultivate in peace!"

"If this continues, the Fengyun Association is going to fall apart!"

He detailed the experiences of the past few days. The more he spoke, the angrier he became, his fists clenched tightly with veins bulging.

"I see, I understand."

After Tang An finished, Chu Feng nodded calmly and set down the documents in his hand.

All of this was within his expectations.

He had long anticipated that some people would not let him develop freely and would surely take action.

It seemed now that these people had begun their attack, and their methods were quite insidious.

They weren't targeting him directly but were instead striking at the people around him to force his hand.

This move was very poisonous. If he acted impulsively, he would fall right into their trap; if he did nothing, it would discourage his brothers, and his power would dissolve.

"You understand? That's it?"

Tang An had been waiting to hear what Chu Feng would say, but Chu Feng had only said those few words and then stopped. "Brother Feng, what should we do next?!"

"What else can we do?"

Chu Feng smiled slightly and slowly picked up his tea. "Old Tang, drink some tea first to cool your temper. This tea can calm the mind and focus the spirit; it's good for you right now."

"Brother Feng, how can you be so calm?"

Tang An's eyes widened in disbelief. "Our Fengyun Association is being bullied right to our faces! If you don't take action soon, everyone's morale will crumble!"

"Those newly joined Disciples didn't have much loyalty to begin with. With this going on, who would still want to follow us?"

"The old brothers are loyal, but they're also holding back a lot of anger. If this continues, I'm afraid they won't be able to help themselves and will do something impulsive!"

Chu Feng laughed. "Old Tang, don't worry. I anticipated these things long ago. The more joyfully they jump around now, the harder they'll fall later."

"Think about it—why do they only dare to strike at the Fengyun Association and not come directly to me?"

Tang An was taken aback. "Why?"

"Because they fear me."

A cold light flashed in Chu Feng's eyes. "They know they're no match for me in a direct conflict, so they use these underhanded tactics to try and force me to act."

"Once I move and personally handle these minor matters, they'll take the opportunity to catch me in a mistake, saying I'm using my position for personal gain or violating Sect rules."

"Then, they'll have a reason to report me to the Sect or even ask the Law Enforcement Hall to intervene."

In reality, Chu Feng's thinking was too simple.

He thought the other side merely wanted to suppress him within the rules and weaken his power through legal means.

But he didn't expect that Wu Chen and his group were already prepared to ignore the rules and completely eliminate him physically.

Those minor harassments were merely smoke screens to numb him, making him think the opponent only dared to use such petty tricks, thereby causing him to lower his guard.