132: Chapter 132 Because of the Big Chicken!

"What's there to fear? With our Chairman here, why would we be afraid of Wu Chen?"

"Exactly! After today's battle, Wu Chen has lost all face, and Zhenbao Peak's prestige has been severely damaged. I'd say they can barely protect themselves right now; how could they have the energy to deal with us?"

"Still, we must be careful. Zhenbao Peak has deep foundations; we cannot underestimate the enemy."

"If you ask me, we should strike while the iron is hot and continue to suppress Zhenbao Peak's influence. After today, many neutral Disciples will surely lean toward us. This is a great Opportunity to expand our power."

Everyone chimed in, some praising Chu Feng as a leader, others disparaging Zhenbao Peak, and some offering specific suggestions.

In short, everyone was in high spirits and showed no fear of Wu Chen.

The more they interacted with Chu Feng, the more they discovered his talent.

It was one thing to have high Cultivation talent, but what was even rarer was his calculation and methods; he always managed to play his enemies like fiddles.

Especially this time, where just a few words incited Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao and the people of Zhenbao Peak into a life-and-death struggle.

Who else possessed such ability?

Before it happened, who would have believed a few rumors could make Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao lose his composure and explode in rage?

Who could have imagined Yan Jue would die on the Dueling Platform?

Chu Feng's grasp of human nature was truly precise!

He knew Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao was proud, so he used rumors to provoke him; he knew Yan Jue was conceited, so he forced him to accept the challenge; he knew Wu Chen was protective, so he deliberately blocked him from saving his Disciple...

Every step was calculated clearly, ultimately leading two enemies to kill each other in front of everyone while he reaped the benefits.

Such a leader was worth following!

Seeing everyone's confidence, Chu Feng was quite satisfied.

This was exactly the effect he wanted—to let his followers see his ability and methods, making them even more loyal.

"Everyone,"

Chu Feng slowly stood up, "I am determined to take the position of the Sect's future Saint!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone looked at Chu Feng, their eyes flashing with excitement.

Saint!

That was the future successor to the Sect Master of the Duobao Sect!

Once Chu Feng became the Saint, they, as his early followers, would surely receive massive benefits!

Cultivation Techniques, resources, status... whatever they wanted, they would have!

"But this path is not easy."

Chu Feng continued, "It requires our joint efforts! Wu Chen is only the first opponent; there are other Heaven-Grade True Disciples behind him. We must be prepared for a long-term war."

"Therefore,"

Chu Feng's voice was resonant, "If the day comes when I ascend to the position of Saint, I will not fail your support today! Those who have merit shall receive thick rewards! Those who have talent shall be put to great use!"

"We are willing to follow the Chairman and plot this great undertaking together!" Hearing this, everyone stood up one after another and shouted in unison.

The reason everyone united around Chu Feng, besides the core members who shared similar temperaments and deep friendships, was because the others who joined were attracted by Chu Feng's potential.

They all hoped Chu Feng could ascend to the Saint's position; as Chu Feng's people, they would naturally secure good positions in the future.

This was a great thing for everyone!

Did the Sect know about this?

Of course they did! But the Sect would have no objections; if one doesn't promote their own people, wouldn't the Saint become a Puppet?

Who else could he command?

This was a normal way of employing people.

No matter who was in power, they would promote some of their own.

Chu Feng raised his hand to signal everyone to sit down, and then he began to arrange specific tasks.

"Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao likely won't jump out to cause trouble again for a few years."

Chu Feng analyzed: "As for Wu Chen, just deal with him normally. I doubt he'd dare to blatantly violate the Sect rules; if anything happens, seek help from the Law Enforcement Hall!"

He paused and looked at Lin Bai and Wen Xi: "Lin Bai, you continue to be responsible for intelligence gathering, especially the movements of Zhenbao Peak and the other competitors. Report immediately if there's any anomaly."

"Wen Xi, you are responsible for external communications, winning over neutral Disciples, and expanding our influence."

"Yes!" Lin Bai and Wen Xi responded in unison.

Chu Feng then looked at Fang Li: "Fang Li, starting today, select one hundred loyal and reliable Disciples from the Fengyun Association and Duobao Peak who are at the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment or above to form the 'Fengyun Hall,' which you will train personally."

"Cultivation Techniques, Medicinal Pills, and Magic Treasures will be fully supplied. I want to see a team capable of fighting hard battles within a year!"

"Understood!" A sharp light flashed in Fang Li's eyes as he nodded heavily.

He was a battle maniac and loved this kind of thing most.

Finally.

Chu Feng said, "Tang An and I are preparing to head out for a trip."

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned.

"Heading out? Chairman, heading out at this time is probably inappropriate, right? Wu Chen hates you to the bone; what if he sets an ambush on the way..."

"No! Chairman, if you head out and the people from Zhenbao Peak get desperate and try to assassinate you on the way, what then?" Fang Li also immediately spoke up to stop him, his tone anxious.

The others also chimed in with discouragement.

Leaving the Sect at this time was indeed too dangerous.

Chu Feng waved his hand and smiled, "Everyone, there's no need to worry. Since I dare to go out, I naturally have assurance."

"As for safety."

Confidence flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, "As long as a Nascent Soul True Monarch doesn't personally hunt me down, it's useless for anyone else to come!"

He looked at the crowd, his tone firm: "Besides, if one shrinks back out of fear, what's the point of cultivating? What's the point of vying for the Saint position?"

"The path of cultivation is inherently an act of defying heaven—contending with heaven, with earth, and with people! If one doesn't even dare to take this small risk, they might as well go home and farm!"

These words were powerful and resonant, moving everyone present.

"Senior Brother Chu is right! Cultivation should be about brave and fierce progress; how can one be timid and hesitant?"

"Exactly! With the Chairman having such spirit, why worry about not succeeding in our great cause?"

"Since the Chairman has decided, we fully support him!"

Chu Feng finally said: "During the time I am away, you all discuss things amongst yourselves. If you truly cannot reach a decision, you can send a message to me."

"Yes!" Everyone took their orders.

Chu Feng explained a few more details before declaring the meeting adjourned.

The crowd bowed and withdrew, each going about their own business.

Only Chu Feng and Tang An remained in the hall.

Tang An walked to Chu Feng's side and whispered, "Brother Feng, are you really not afraid of Wu Chen sending people to intercept and kill us? That guy lost so much face today; he definitely won't let it go."

Chu Feng smiled slightly, a cold light flashing in his eyes: "I actually hope he sends people. As long as they aren't Nascent Soul Cultivators, I'll kill as many as come! It's a perfect chance to further weaken his strength."

"Then... when do we set off?" Tang An asked.

"In three days."

Chu Feng said, "Get ready. This trip will be as short as one month or as long as three. Make sure everything that needs to be handled is taken care of."

"Understood!"

The two discussed a few more details before Tang An also took his leave.

Chu Feng sat alone in the hall, watching the darkening sky outside the window, his expression shifting.

Although today's events went smoothly, they also allowed him to see Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao's terrifying strength.

That move, 'Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One,' had already touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul Realm.

If not for Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao's flawed Heart-Nature, he probably would have broken through to Nascent Soul long ago.

"Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao... is indeed a formidable opponent."

Chu Feng murmured to himself, "But luckily, he offended Zhenbao Peak this time. Wu Chen won't let him off. Let them fight like dogs; I'll just sit back and reap the benefits."

He stood up and walked to the window.

In the night, the lights of the various peaks of Duobao Sect dotted the landscape like stars.

Further away, the light of the mountain-protecting Formation flickered faintly, enveloping the entire Sect.

"The Saint position... I am determined to get it."

Determination flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, "Whether it's Wu Chen, Senior Brother Ling Wuxiao, or anyone else, whoever blocks my path, I will eliminate them!"

The night wind blew past. Chu Feng took a deep breath and turned toward the cultivation room.

In three days, he would leave the Sect.

Outside, there were more opportunities, but also more dangers.

But the path of cultivation was just like that.

How can one see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?

How can one achieve the Great Dao without experiencing life and death?

As for why he was leaving the Sect...

It was because, not long ago, his Revered Master Xiao Qingtian had sent him a message, telling him to head to the front lines at the Endless Mountains, saying there was a Great Opportunity.

For something to be called a Great Opportunity even by Xiao Qingtian, one could see how 'big' it was.

Things like Great Opportunities could be encountered but not sought after.

On the path of cultivation, sometimes one Great Opportunity was worth a hundred years of bitter cultivation.

Although Chu Feng's speed of progress already far exceeded ordinary people, he still felt it wasn't enough.

With the Saint competition approaching, every bit of increased strength meant a bit more certainty.

Moreover...

There was another reason for going to the front lines that Chu Feng didn't want to state clearly: he could see Jiang Miaoyi along the way.

Thinking of that woman, as cold and clear as the moon with an ethereal temperament, a ripple formed in Chu Feng's heart.

Don't forget, he had taken the top spot on the hidden dragon ranking, and Jiang Miaoyi still owed him a request.

Tsk tsk tsk... what kind of request should I make?

What do you all think?

And as for why he was taking Tang An...

It was because that fellow's older brother, Tang Chuan, the third Heaven-Grade True Disciple of the Duobao Sect, had also sent a message telling him to go, saying there was a Great Opportunity.

...

Three days later.

Zhenbao Peak, Wu Chen's Immortal Cave.

This was a luxurious Immortal Cave located at the summit of Zhenbao Peak, covering over ten acres, featuring pavilions, spiritual springs, and medicinal gardens; the concentration of Spiritual Qi was several times that of the outside world.

The cave was surrounded by layers of Formations, serving both to gather spirit and provide protection; ordinary Disciples simply couldn't get close.

At this moment, Wu Chen was standing on a viewing platform at the highest point of the Immortal Cave.

The view here was excellent, allowing one to overlook more than half of the Duobao Sect.

The morning breeze blew his white dharma robe, and the golden Formation patterns embroidered on the corners of the robe shimmered in the sunlight, but his face was a mask of gloom.

He gazed coldly in the direction Chu Feng had departed; although the figure was long gone, he knew that Chu Feng should have already left the Sect's boundaries by now.

"Senior Brother Wu, Chu Feng and Tang An have already left the Sect. Should we take the Opportunity to..." a trusted deacon beside him said in a low voice, killing intent flashing in his eyes.

This person was named Zhao Kun, a Cultivator at the Late Stage of the Golden Core, and one of Wu Chen's most trusted confidants.

He had a sinister face with high cheekbones, and his triangular eyes always flickered with the light of calculation.

He was ruthless and meticulous, deeply valued by Wu Chen.

"No need to rush!"

Wu Chen raised his hand to interrupt Zhao Kun's words, saying coldly: "Chu Feng is extremely cunning. Since he dares to leave the Sect with such fanfare, he must be prepared. If we act rashly, we might fall into his trap instead."

"But if we let him return smoothly from this trip, it will be even more difficult for us to deal with him then."

"This person's growth speed is too fast; in just a few months, he broke through from the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment to the Late Stage. If he gains some other Opportunity, I'm afraid..."