125: Chapter 125 Let's have some fun!

Tang An had some confidence in his elder brother.

But looking at Chu Feng's recent momentum, he still felt in his heart that his elder brother seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Tang Chuan was the third-ranked Heaven-Grade True Disciple with illustrious military achievements, but as the representative of this generation of the Tang Family, he was inherently a level weaker than Chu Feng.

The high-level members of the Sect were quite wary of the growing power of aristocratic families.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, was a lone wolf with no Family background, making him a "clean" insider.

The Sect felt most at ease using such a person.

There was no concern about maternal relatives or Family interests; he was solely dedicated to the Sect.

Especially after joining Xiao Qingtian's lineage, Chu Feng became the most direct of the Duobao Sect's Direct Descendants, and his status was almost unshakable.

Who was Xiao Qingtian?

He was the head of the seven main peak Revered Masters of the Duobao Sect, in charge of the most central Duobao Peak.

He held a pivotal position in the Council of Elders and was a direct subordinate of the Sect Master.

With such a Revered Master backing him, Chu Feng's future could be described as bright.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that as long as Chu Feng achieved a Golden Core Breakthrough, he would almost certainly lock in the position of Saint.

Other competitors, including Tang Chuan, would likely find it difficult to shake his position.

Tang An couldn't help but marvel—how did he get to know such a formidable guy in the first place?

To think that just over a year ago, they had passed the True Disciple assessment together.

Who could have imagined that Chu Feng would grow to this extent?

And besides...

Tang An was famous for his bad temper and couldn't get along with many people.

Only Chu Feng was somewhat uncanny, always able to make him truly admire and willingly follow him.

Chu Feng possessed a unique charm, having both absolute strength and a tolerant magnanimity; he was both meticulous and valued loyalty.

After watching Tang An leave,

the smile on Chu Feng's face gradually vanished, replaced by a cold, stern expression.

"Zhenbao Peak, Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao, and Tang Aotian... since you want to play, then I'll play along with you properly!!!"

...

Meanwhile.

Inside Zhenbao Peak, in a hidden secret room.

"There seems to be no movement from Chu Feng's side. Is he scared?"

"The Fengyun Association has been suppressed by us to this extent, yet he can still keep his cool? This isn't normal. According to common sense, he should be flying into a rage and bringing people to our door," said an Earth-rank True Disciple of Zhenbao Peak.

"Scared?"

Yan Jue sneered, his voice low. "Chu Feng is not the type of person who gives up easily."

"I've investigated his past. This man is soft on the outside but firm on the inside. He looks peaceful, but in his bones, he is extremely proud."

"The less movement he makes, the more careful we must be. He must be plotting something in secret, like a venomous snake lurking in the grass, waiting for the chance for a one-hit kill."

"Then what do we do now? Should we push harder to force him to act?" that person asked again.

"No! What we've done now is enough."

Yan Jue shook his head, a sharp light flashing in his eyes. "Too much is as bad as too little. If we continue, we'll attract the attention of the Law Enforcement Hall."

"Don't forget, the Law Enforcement Hall belongs to Duobao Peak."

"Chu Feng is staying still for only two possible reasons."

"One is that he's truly scared and doesn't dare to have a direct conflict with us; the second is that he's waiting—waiting for us to make a mistake, waiting for us to show a weakness, and then he'll strike a fatal blow."

He looked up at several of his trusted True Disciples, his gaze scanning every face: "Which kind of person do you think Chu Feng is?"

The several people looked at each other, unable to answer for a moment.

"He is the second kind."

Yan Jue answered his own question with a certain tone. "So what we need to do next is wait. Wait for Chu Feng to lose his cool and jump out himself. At that time, we'll give him the fatal blow!"

However, they did not know.

Chu Feng had long seen through their plan and would not fall for it at all!

What Chu Feng wanted was not a momentary pleasure or a display of reckless courage, but to completely eradicate these enemies, to have them crushed within the rules of the Sect, leaving everyone with nothing to say.

He wanted an honorable victory.

"By the way, how is the situation on Tang Aotian's side?" Yan Jue suddenly asked.

Tang Aotian was an important part of their plan. The performance of this chess piece directly related to the success or failure of the entire plan.

"Reporting to Senior Brother Yan, Tang Aotian has been very active lately."

A True Disciple responsible for monitoring Tang Aotian reported, "His subordinates have been active everywhere, making many small moves against the Fengyun Association."

"However..." that True Disciple hesitated, stopping himself mid-sentence.

"However what?" Yan Jue frowned.

"However, Tang Aotian himself has rarely appeared recently, and his subordinates are acting with less and less restraint."

"Yesterday, they even injured the Dantian of a Fengyun Association Disciple, almost destroying the person's cultivation. If not for timely treatment, that person would have been ruined."

"What?"

Yan Jue's expression changed, his voice suddenly rising. "Who allowed them to use such a heavy hand? Didn't I say we can only harass and not cause serious injury?"

"For minor brawls, the Law Enforcement Hall can turn a blind eye; but destroying someone's cultivation is a serious crime!"

"It was... it was Tang Aotian himself who gave the order."

The True Disciple's voice grew even lower, almost inaudible. "He said he wanted to give Chu Feng a lesson and let the people of the Fengyun Association know how powerful he is. He also said... he said the people of Zhenbao Peak are too conservative, afraid to use heavy hands, and won't achieve great things."

"That idiot!"

Yan Jue cursed angrily.

A strong ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

By doing this, Tang Aotian was essentially handing leverage over to Chu Feng.

If Chu Feng took this evidence to the Law Enforcement Hall, Zhenbao Peak would be in a very passive position.

Yan Jue took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

Now was not the time for anger; the priority was to control the situation and prevent it from deteriorating further.

"Immediately pass down the order for our people to restrain themselves!"

Yan Jue said in a deep voice, with an unquestionable authority. "From now on, without my order, no one is allowed to lay a hand on the people of the Fengyun Association again!"

"Yes!" the several True Disciples responded in unison. They could see that Yan Jue was truly enraged and did not dare to be the least bit negligent.

"Also, send people to keep a close eye on Tang Aotian and see what on earth he is up to!"

Yan Jue added, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "If he acts on his own again and refuses to follow commands, report to me immediately. If necessary... coercive measures can be taken."

His mention of "coercive measures" was meaningful. The several Disciples all sensed the killing intent within and felt a chill in their hearts.

"Yes!" the True Disciples responded again.

Yan Jue waved his hand, dismissing everyone.

He was the only one left in the secret room.

"Chu Feng... what exactly are you planning?"

Yan Jue muttered to himself, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes. "Can you really keep your cool? Or... do you already have a countermeasure?"

He suddenly felt a bit of regret; he shouldn't have been so hasty to act against Chu Feng.

This man was unfathomable, like a calm lake—placid on the surface, but with surging undercurrents and bottomless depth.

To be an enemy of such an opponent, one must be extremely cautious. One wrong move could lead to losing the entire game.

But now the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

The plan had started, the chess pieces had been placed, and there was no turning back.

He could only take it one step at a time and counter whatever moves came his way.