140: Chapter 140 Chu Feng Incites the Angry Brothers

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Chu Feng and Little Yan were thrown out the door by Luo Yunkai.

Little Yan was completely suffering an undeserved calamity, but since he was thick-skinned, he didn't mind.

He even muttered, "Why is Dad the same as Revered Master? They both like throwing people out."

Chu Feng felt a bit panicked and helpless; it seemed like his good intentions had backfired.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Several sounds of doors opening occurred almost simultaneously. A gust of wind howled as Xiao Tian and the others appeared beside Chu Feng and Little Yan.

"Brother Chu Feng, Brother Little Yan, why were you thrown out?" Xiao Tian felt completely bewildered.

"Hmph!" A heavy snort came from inside the room. Luo Yunkai said, "Tell me about the Cultivation Technique you all Cultivate!"

"Slap!"

The door slammed shut abruptly.

Chu Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Xiao Tian and the others exchanged glances. One person grabbed an arm, and they led Chu Feng and Little Yan to the nearest room.

Ye Fan and Su Xin simultaneously took out Formation Plates. One held a Sound Isolation Formation Plate, and the other held a Formation Plate that shielded Divine Sense probing.

They tacitly set down the Formation Plates, and the brothers sat down in a circle.

Chu Feng recalled his father's words and looked at his brothers in surprise and uncertainty, "The Cultivation Technique you all practice, was it given by Dad?"

Su Xin nodded, "Naturally. Wasn't yours too?"

Chu Feng was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Is your Cultivation Technique Heaven-Grade?"

Xiao Tian frowned, "What? Dad gave you a Heaven-Grade Cultivation Technique? He clearly gave us all..."

His words stopped abruptly, and he looked at Chu Feng with some worry.

His loose tongue.

But Chu Feng smiled and murmured, "So everyone has one; they are all Immortal-Grade Cultivation Techniques."

Xiao Tian understood; Brother Chu Feng also had an Immortal-Grade Cultivation Technique.

He immediately nodded, "Yes, we all have Immortal-Grade Cultivation Techniques, and they are the most suitable for our Cultivation. Brother Chu Feng, you must have one too, right?"

Chu Feng nodded, "My Cultivation Technique is called the 'Grand Yin Blood Soul Demonic Scripture,' and it is perfectly suited for me to Cultivate."

Xiao Tian heartily patted Chu Feng's shoulder, "I knew it! Dad would never show favoritism."

Chu Feng grabbed Xiao Tian's wrist and looked at him, "Then why didn't Dad give one to Little Yan?"

Chen Xuanfeng held his wooden sword, raised an eyebrow, "Has Little Yan acknowledged Dad yet?"

Chu Feng nodded heavily, "I just went to formally introduce Little Yan to Dad."

As for why it was in the middle of the night, the others didn't ask, and Chu Feng didn't explain.

Xiao Tian couldn't stand anyone having ill intentions toward Dad, "The old man might not have had a suitable one on hand. Ask Brother Xuanfeng; the old man only gave him one later."

Chu Feng shook his head, "Dad has one. I just saw it—the 'True Sun Fire Immortal Scripture.' Just by the name, it suits Little Yan, but Dad only showed it to us for a moment before putting it away."

As he spoke, he was filled with dejection, his eyes cast downward.

Ye Fan stepped forward to mediate, "Perhaps there's some condition Brother Little Yan hasn't met yet to Cultivate an Immortal-Grade Cultivation Technique. That's what happened to me. Dad only gave me the Cultivation Technique after running around to modify my Spiritual Root."

Xiao Tian repeatedly nodded, "Exactly. Brother Xin and I thought the old man didn't have an Immortal-Grade Cultivation Technique and could only modify Brother Fan's Spiritual Root so he could Cultivate faster. But after we went to Dan City and the Spiritual Root modification was almost done, the old man took out the Cultivation Technique for Brother Fan. Brother Little Yan must be facing the same reason!"

Hearing their analysis, Chu Feng felt he had some clarity.

And then came the awkward realization.

No wonder Dad was so angry!

"But why did Dad throw you out? Dad should have explained things to you properly," Chen Xuanfeng looked at Chu Feng with an investigative gaze.

As for Little Yan, the tag-along, he was directly ignored.

Little Yan couldn't possibly anger Dad.

Chu Feng felt unbearably ashamed under the gaze of his brothers, his voice barely audible, "I thought Dad felt that my and Little Yan's value wasn't high enough, so he wouldn't give us the Cultivation Technique."

Xiao Tian's brows furrowed.

Su Xin raised his somber eyes.

Ye Fan's usually gentle expression vanished.

The faint smile on Chen Xuanfeng's lips faded, and his gaze toward Chu Feng sharpened slightly.

How could Chu Feng not know? He had provoked the brothers' collective wrath.

He gave a wry smile and confessed the foolish thing he had done.

"I volunteered to trade the map of the Soul Stone Secret Realm with Dad..."

Silence. The entire room was dead quiet.

"Zheng!"

Chen Xuanfeng drew his wooden sword, which surprisingly rang out with a sharp metallic sound.

He executed a beautiful sword flourish, and streaks of Sword Qi crisscrossed the room.

"Swish!"

The tip of the wooden sword was merely a hair's breadth from Chu Feng's brow. Chu Feng's hair whipped wildly backward from the disturbance of the Sword Qi, and a crack appeared on his brow, oozing out bright red blood, like a dot of vermilion.

Against the backdrop of the bright red, Chu Feng's face at that moment was as pale as paper.

Nearby, Little Yan's eyes widened, wanting to rush over to protect Chu Feng, but he was restrained by Su Xin's spirit devouring vine.

"Do you think the mere map of the Soul Stone Secret Realm is worth an Immortal-Grade Cultivation Technique?"

Chen Xuanfeng's voice carried a faint, almost imperceptible mockery.

Chu Feng's lips moved, unable to speak.

How could it be!

He wasn't so ignorant as not to understand the value of an Immortal-Grade Cultivation Technique.

Just the Legacy of a Soul Transformation Demonic Lord had caused Chu Jiaojiao, his own mother, to scheme against him for nineteen years!

He just...

Chu Feng gave a self-deprecating laugh, ashamed beyond words.

Xiao Tian felt terrible, but he still stepped forward to act as a peacemaker, pushing away Chen Xuanfeng's wooden sword.

"Brother Xuanfeng, how can you draw your sword on your own brother? Did you forget the old man's instructions? Never lay a hand on your brothers."

Chen Xuanfeng snorted coldly, sheathed his wooden sword, turned, and walked straight toward Luo Yunkai's room.

Halfway there, he turned back, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips, "Come on, use that mouth of yours to ask him directly, use your own ears to hear clearly why Dad won't give Little Yan a Cultivation Technique!"

Chu Feng followed as if he were a walking corpse.

Xiao Tian sighed and followed.

Luo Yunkai's door was open, though no one knew when it had opened.

It seemed to be telling them that Dad's door was always open to them.

Chu Feng's vacant pupils trembled; he became even more remorseful.

Chen Xuanfeng led the way into the room. Seeing Luo Yunkai sitting cross-legged in meditation, he respectfully called out, "Dad."

"Dad," Xiao Tian and the others followed closely behind, their calls of "Dad" overlapping.

Luo Yunkai's gaze fell upon Chu Feng, staring fixedly at the spot of bright red on his brow. He sighed once.

He raised his hand and beckoned, "Come here."

Chu Feng hesitantly stepped forward.

A cyan-green spiritual light appeared in Luo Yunkai's hand and settled on Chu Feng's brow.

The injury healed immediately.

Luo Yunkai then lowered his hand and said, "This is the only time. No exceptions next time!"

Chen Xuanfeng raised an eyebrow, "Understood."

Next time I dare!

How could Luo Yunkai not know the thoughts of this Manifestation True Lord? He simply wanted to show off in front of his brothers!

He shot Chen Xuanfeng a glare, and Chen Xuanfeng wisely lowered his head.

Luo Yunkai withdrew his gaze and looked back at the somewhat uncomfortable Chu Feng.

"Dad truly doesn't know how to give you a sense of security and belonging so that you can trust Dad and trust your other brothers."

Chu Feng's lips moved.

Luo Yunkai shook his head, "It's also Dad's fault for being deliberately mysterious and not explaining things clearly to you."

The Jade Slip from before appeared in his hand, and he solemnly handed it to Chu Feng.

"Little Yan cannot Cultivate this Cultivation Technique right now, or there is a risk of his body exploding and dying."

Chu Feng's hand shook, and the Jade Slip rolled to the ground.

Luo Yunkai didn't look at the Jade Slip but stared fixedly at Chu Feng, "You will keep this Cultivation Technique for now."

"Remember, until I say it is permissible, you absolutely, absolutely cannot give the Jade Slip to Little Yan."