Chapter 178: with translation of chapter title

The Land of the Five Elements.

Translation: "Land of the Five Elements."

Not far from the Five Finger Mountain that originally bore the Six-Character True Words Talisman, a majestic mountain peak towering ninety‑nine thousand zhang high had somehow appeared.

Not far from the Five Finger Mountain that originally bore the Six-Character True Words Talisman, a majestic mountain peak ninety-nine thousand zhang high had somehow appeared.

At some unknown time, a majestic mountain peak reaching ninety-nine thousand zhang in height had appeared not far from the Five Finger Mountain that originally bore the Six-Character True Words Talisman.

We need to keep order? Not required but keep meaning.

Let's produce: "Not far from the Five Finger Mountain that originally bore the Six-Character True Words Talisman, at some unknown time a majestic mountain peak reaching ninety-nine thousand zhang in height had appeared."

This towering peak that reaches the heavens is the new abode that Chen Zheng established after departing the Righteous Qi Peak of the Feathered Transformation Mountains, built upon the Land of the Five Elements, and it retains the name Righteous Qi Peak.

Translation: "This peak is like a pillar holding up the sky, standing tall upon the earth, its summit piercing the azure firmament and traversing the boundless sea of clouds."

Certainly, this Righteous Qi Peak was not constructed by Chen Zheng personally, and no such mighty peak existed beside the original Five Finger Mountain.

Translation: "One standing upon its summit feels as if level with heaven, able to behold the entire cosmic starry sky and gaze upon all mountains as small."

Instead, while Chen Zheng was away from the Land of the Five Elements, traveling to the Great Xuanhuang World for a few days, the Scarlet Abyss Demon Lord lurking in the earth's depths noticed that Jia Lan and her companions were making slow progress, so he personally stepped in, shaping the earth into a mountain and forcibly bringing it into being.

Translation: "This sky-piercing giant peak is the new residence established on the Land of the Five Elements after Chen Zheng left the Righteous Qi Peak within the Feather Ascension Mountains; it is still called the Righteous Qi Peak."

Then, Jia Lan led Jin Yulie and others, together with the thousands of ancient heavenly demons assigned by the Scarlet Abyss Demon Lord, plus the thousands of wandering cultivators lingering in the Land of the Five Elements, working together they employed their magical powers to summon clouds and rain across the peak, harmonize the earth's veins, build palaces, reclaim spirit fields, and encourage the growth of vegetation, thereby giving this new Righteous Qi Peak its initial form.

Translation: "Of course, this Righteous Qi Peak was not built by Chen Zheng himself, and there was no such mighty peak beside the original Five Finger Mountain."

Nowadays, the mountain teems with life everywhere—waterfalls and springs flow, flora is lush, pavilions and towers are countless, and precious medicinal herbs can be seen at every turn.

Translation: "Rather, during the few days Chen Zheng left the Land of the Five Elements to go to the Xuan Huang Grand World, the Chi Yuan Demon Sovereign at the earth's core saw that Jia Lan and others were progressing slowly, so he personally intervened, pinching earth to form a mountain, forcibly creating it."

Even rare spiritual beasts such as cranes, great pengs, and jade rabbits abound, frolicking in the forests, presenting unmistakably the scene of an immortal's blessed land.

Translation: "Then, Jia Lan led Jin Ri Lie and others, together with the thousands of Ancient Heavenly Demons arranged by the Chi Yuan Demon Sovereign for her, plus the over a thousand Free Cultivators lingering in the Land of the Five Elements, they worked together, using mana to bring clouds and rain across the peak, communicating the earth veins, building palaces, reclaiming spiritual fields, causing plants to grow, and so forth, giving this new Righteous Qi Peak its initial scale."

It rivals the Feathered Transformation Mountains in splendor.

Translation: "Now, the mountain peak teems with life everywhere—waterfalls and springs, lush vegetation, countless pavilions and towers, and spiritual medicines and other precious plants can be seen everywhere."

This is Chen Zheng's new home.

Translation: "Moreover, many rare spiritual beasts such as immortal cranes, great pengs, and jade rabbits abound, frolicking in the mountain forests, presenting exactly the scene of an immortal's blessed land."

It is also the home of those who followed Chen Zheng in leaving the Feathered Transformation Sect.

Translation: "It is not inferior to the Feather Ascension Mountains in any way."

At this moment, Chen Zheng has returned from the Star Gate to his new home, sitting cross‑legged on the throne within the palace atop the peak, focusing wholeheartedly on his cultivation regardless of anything else.

Translation: "This is Chen Zheng's new home."

Indeed, it is cultivation.

Translation: "It is also the home of those who followed Chen Zheng in leaving the Feather Ascension Sect."

He employs the gourd of Nine Yang Holy Water bestowed upon him by the Star Lord to strike at the ninth tier of the Divine Ability Heaven‑Earth Phenomenon realm.

Translation: "At this moment, Chen Zheng has returned from the Star Cluster Sect to his new home, sitting cross-legged upon the throne inside the mountaintop palace, focusing wholeheartedly on cultivation regardless of anything else."

Soon, the Taiyi Sect will announce to the world that, on the day of the Great Longevity Celebration of the Exquisite Immortal Venerable's four‑thousand‑year birthday, they will engage Chen Zheng in a mortal duel.

Translation: "Indeed, it is cultivation."

That day is fast approaching.

Translation: "Using the gourd of Nine Yang Holy Water compensated by the Star Lord, he assaults the Ninth Layer of the Divine Ability Heaven-Earth Dharma Aspect Realm."

Note that the Taiyi Sect's Supreme Elders are as plentiful as carp crossing a river; many have achieved the fifth or sixth stage of longevity, and quite a few have reached the seventh or eighth stage.

Translation: "Soon, the Supreme Unity Sect will announce to the world that they will fight Chen Zheng to the death on the day of the Ling Long Immortal Sovereign's four-thousandth birthday."

With so many powerful beings arrayed against anyone in the Great Xuanhuang World, virtually everyone except the Exquisite Immortal Venerable is doomed.

Translation: "And that day is already not far off."

Even the Three Elders of the Star Gate and the Three Sages of the Feathered Transformation, founders of their lineages, would be killed instantly.

Translation: "Know that among the Supreme Unity Sect, the Grand Elders are as numerous as carp crossing the river; those who have reached the Fifth or Sixth Layer of Longevity are everywhere, and there are also many who have reached the Seventh or Eighth Layer."

There will be no exception whatsoever.

Translation: "With so many powerful beings, almost anyone they target in the Xuan Huang Grand World besides the Ling Long Immortal Sovereign is doomed to die."

Even Chen Zheng feels the pressure.

Translation: "Even the Three Elders of the Star Cluster Sect and the Three Sages of the Feather Ascension Sect, those patriarchs of a school, would die instantly."

Therefore, before the Exquisite Immortal Venerable's grand birthday arrives, he must seize every moment to cultivate, allowing no slack whatsoever.

Translation: "There will be no exception whatsoever."

He must possess sufficient strength to contend with the Taiyi Sect.

Translation: "Even Chen Zheng feels the pressure."

He wonders whether the gourd of Nine Yang Holy Water given by the Star Lord will be sufficient to refine his natal golden elixir, transform and condense a nascent spirit from within, and then allow that spirit to break free of its shell.

Translation: "Therefore, before the Ling Long Immortal Sovereign's birthday arrives, he must seize every minute and second to cultivate, allowing no slack whatsoever."

After reviewing his divine abilities, Chen Zheng offered his natal golden elixir, commanding it to fly into the gourd filled with Nine Yang Holy Water so that the elixir could absorb the holy water.

Translation: "He must possess sufficient strength to contend with the Supreme Unity Sect."

Be aware that a practitioner of the eighth level of Divine Ability who wishes to fuse the myriad abilities within his golden elixir, give birth to his natal spirit, and successfully attain the ninth level of the Divine Ability Heaven‑Earth Phenomenon realm requires an immense amount of primordial energy—that is, resources.

Translation: "\"I wonder whether this gourd of Nine Yang Holy Water given by the Star Lord is enough for me to refine my Natal Golden Core, transmute and condense a Primordial Spirit from it, and then have the Primordial Spirit break out of its shell. \""

Many cultivators, before undertaking this step, must accumulate resources for tens to hundreds of years, even several centuries, in order to have enough to begin the breakthrough.

Translation: "Chen Zheng sorted through his own Divine Abilities, then offered his Natal Golden Core, controlling it to fly into the gourd full of Nine Yang Holy Water, letting the Golden Core absorb the Nine Yang Holy Water."

Moreover, the more divine abilities contained within the golden elixir, the harder it is to transform them into a natal spirit, and the greater the resource requirement.

Translation: "Know that an Eighth Layer Divine Ability cultivator wishing to fuse the many Divine Abilities within the Golden Core to give birth to a Natal Primordial Spirit, and successfully achieve the Ninth Layer of the Divine Ability Heaven-Earth Dharma Aspect Realm, this process requires an enormous amount of Primordial Energy, i. e., resources."

Chen Zheng's cultivated divine abilities are astonishing—numbering in the hundreds, far more complex, encompassing both immortal and demonic paths; merging them together is exceedingly difficult, demanding an enormous amount of resources.

Translation: "Many cultivators, before undertaking this step, must accumulate resources for tens or even hundreds of years, sometimes up to hundreds of years, in order to have enough resources to begin the breakthrough."

Whether he can succeed in advancing is uncertain for Chen Zheng; he can only take things one step at a time.

Translation: "Moreover, the more Divine Abilities contained within the Golden Core, the harder it is to transmute into a Primordial Spirit, and the greater the resources required."

If resources are insufficient, he can only slowly accumulate pure yang energy using the 'draw' method over a period of time, then attempt the breakthrough.

Translation: "Chen Zheng's cultivated Divine Abilities are shocking to hear, numbering in the hundreds, and even more complex, comprising both the Immortal Way and the Demonic Path; merging them together is even more difficult, requiring a vast amount of resources."

Since his promotion to the eighth level of Divine Ability, the 'draw' technique has surged like water raising a boat, its output multiplying by dozens of times—from an original capacity of ten million pure yang elixir units of energy per day to several hundred million.

Translation: "Whether he can successfully advance, Chen Zheng truly cannot say; he can only take it step by step."

It is believed that before long, Chen Zheng will have accumulated sufficient pure yang energy.

Translation: "If resources are insufficient, he can only slowly accumulate Pure Yang Primordial Energy over a period of time using the 'Ji' character, then break through."

Since he ascended to the eighth tier of divine power, the act of "drawing" has surged like rising water, and his extraction capacity has multiplied manyfold, increasing from being able to draw the vital energy of ten million Pure Yang Pills each day to several hundred million.

Translation: "Since he advanced to the Eighth Layer of Divine Ability, the 'Ji' character has also risen with the tide, its absorption increasing dozens of times; from originally being able to absorb the Primordial Energy of ten million Pure Yang Pills per day, it has reached several hundred million."

I believe it won't be long before Chen Zheng can amass enough Pure Yang energy.

Translation: "It is believed that before long, Chen Zheng will be able to accumulate sufficient Pure Yang Primordial Energy."

If you find your absorption too slow and want to break through faster, you can also sell the top‑grade Dao artifacts you carry—such as the Hate‑Heaven Compass, the Great Chaotic Thunder Sword, the Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace, and the like—and exchange everything for Pure Yang Pills.

Buzz—buzz—buzz!

While Chen Zheng's thoughts flashed like electricity, the Nine‑Yang Holy Water inside the gourd had been completely absorbed by the Golden Core, which began to tremble incessantly, radiating boundless specks of light, dazzling beyond compare.

Yet the Golden Core showed no sign whatsoever of breaking its shell.

Instead, a change occurred within the Golden Core: inside there was a faintly discernible illusory shadow.

It was humanoid.

The humanoid illusory shadow possessed an indescribable grandeur, seated upon an ancient throne mottled with bloodstains, its body enveloped by a mysterious mist that twisted present, past, and future.

Yet its visage was vague; only a pair of unblinking eyes could be seen, brimming with a pressure that shook all realms, as if the Great Dao hung in the void, mercilessly gazing over eternity, scornfully overlooking the river of fate, wielding life and death over everything.

Below the humanoid illusory shadow's seat lay a dense expanse of hells—Moke Hell, Sage Hell, Bliss Hell, Asura Hell, Avici Hell, Mud Plow Hell, Ice Hell, Iron‑Forged Hell, and countless others, endless in number.

The demon lords within each hell were innumerable; even shattering the entire three‑thousand great worlds into dust could not describe their magnitude.

Yet every demon lord performed the same act: they bowed to the majestic illusory shadow on the throne, spouting grand syllables of praise.

Moreover, beneath that illusory shadow stood a person.

No—it was treading upon a divine elephant with a human body, eyes like stars, clad in white‑gold heavy armor, its aura covering the universe, as if possessing the greatest power in the world.

The divine elephant, drenched in blood, let out a long howl and a furious roar.

The roar rolled, shaking mountains and rivers, reverberating through the heavens and myriad realms, shattering the supreme worlds countless as the sands of the Ganges.

The sound even rattled the ancient heavens where the gods dwelt, causing countless deities to feel their hearts race.

Unfortunately, the illusory shadow on the throne stood upon the divine elephant, like the supreme being of the Nine Heavens stepping on the most humble beetle of the world; no matter how it struggles and roars, it cannot be moved a hair.

The divine elephant could only bleed and wail in agony!

"Is this my original spirit, a single being?"

Chen Zheng's eyes burned as he gazed at the humanoid illusory shadow within the Golden Core, a strange feeling arising in his heart, as if he were looking at himself in a mirror, himself watching himself.

Isn't he now seated upon the throne himself?

He didn't overthink it.

Because the original spirit was, after all, himself.

He felt urgent, eager to condense his original spirit into substance, shatter the Golden Core, and break its shell.

He had a premonition that his humanoid original spirit, though not yet manifested, already wielded such terrifying power; once it emerged, how terrifying could it become?

Surely can sweep away all enemies.

When that time comes, that will be the true invincibility!

However, when he took out the various resources on his body, including the Dao artifact obtained from Yan Shuiyi and the Panwu Divine Sword along with other lower‑mid grade Dao artifacts, refined them into essence and injected it into the Golden Core, the humanoid phantom inside the Golden Core only became slightly more solid, showing no sign of breaking out of its shell.

"We can only wait until enough Yuanqi has been accumulated."

Chen Zheng, helpless, could only temporarily give up and stored the Golden Core within his body.

"Come in."

He waved his hand, and the hall doors slowly opened. A sky‑blue dress, hair like a waterfall, the beautiful Jia Lan stepped in from outside the hall.

Behind Jia Lan followed a woman, ethereally graceful like mist and water, yet bowing her head like a little attendant; it was Yan Shuiyi.

Since returning to the Land of Five Elements, Chen Zheng had released Yan Shuiyi from the Ten Directions Five Elements Tower, letting her follow Jia Lan and obey her commands.

In the past, Yan Shuiyi, revered as the reincarnation of an ancient Water God and senior sister of the Taiyi Sect, was proud and haughty, adored by countless disciples, looked down upon even by the Hua Tian capital, and would never have become a follower of Jia Lan, a Golden Core realm cultivator, not even for death.

But after witnessing Chen Zheng's repeated defiance of fate, especially his feat of lighting a sky lantern for Deng Ao, Yan Shuiyi abandoned her former arrogance, gave up all resistance, and felt both respect and fear toward Chen Zheng.

She also found Chen Zheng mysterious, extremely curious about how he cultivated and why he was so terrifying.

Could it be that Chen Zheng's past life was even more powerful than the founding Disaster Lord of the Taiyi Sect in the Celestial Realm?

"Husband, did you breakthrough this time?" Jia Lan, upon entering the hall, leapt into Chen Zheng's arms and asked softly.

"No, but I did gain some results."

Chen Zheng smiled, wrapped his arms around Jia Lan's supple waist, held her in his embrace, and said, "These past days building the palace and managing subordinates have been hard on you."

"Not at all; serving my husband is sweet as honey to me," Jia Lan's cheeks flushed as she pressed against Chen Zheng's chest, her face full of sweetness.

She truly meant it.

Since arriving in the Land of Five Elements, she has felt something she never experienced as a disciple of the Feather Ascension Sect: not only respected by a generation‑old True Immortal‑rank Demon Lord, who called her sister‑in‑law and gifted her mid‑grade Dao artifacts, but also commanding over two thousand subordinates, many of whom are far more cultivated than she, such as the ancient sky demons sent by the Crimson Abyss Demon Lord—most possessing Divine Skill Tenfold—and even Yan Shuiyi, the master she once could only admire, who now obeys her without question.

This is something she never even dared to imagine before.

Jia Lan greatly enjoys this feeling of being a lady master and truly savors it.

Of course, she is neither swollen with arrogance nor lost; knowing all this comes from Chen Zheng, she works especially hard.

"You are so obedient and sensible; I, as your husband, must reward you properly."

Chen Zheng smiled gently at Jia Lan, waved his hand, and a tower flew out from his cuff, hovering in midair—it was the Ten Directions Five Elements Tower.

Then Chen Zheng and Jia Lan vanished together on the throne.

Meanwhile, the Ten Directions Five Elements Tower in midair began to tremble rhythmically, sometimes swaying left and right,

Inside the hall, only Yan Shuiyi remained.

She mustered courage, lifted her head, and looked at the Ten Directions Five Elements Tower with puzzled eyes: "What are the two of them doing inside the tower? Could it be…"

She seemed to recall something, her face flushing bright red, and she lowered her head again, unwilling to look further.

For reasons unknown, she occasionally couldn't help glancing at the Ten Directions Five Elements Tower with the corner of her eye, as if trying to peek at Chen Zheng and Jia Lan inside, even yearning to enter and see whether they were doing what she imagined.

But she never dared to do so, remaining in the hall with a tangled mind.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

The next morning.

Chen Zheng, refreshed, walked out alone from the Ten Directions Five Elements Tower into the hall and instructed the still‑standing Yan Shuiyi: "Distribute these Divine Skills, one to each person on the mountain."

He waved his hand, and thousands of jade scrolls appeared before Yan Shuiyi, piled into a small mountain.

Each of these jade scrolls recorded hundreds of Divine Skills he knew.

"Yes, master."

Yan Shuiyi, curious why Jia Lan hadn't emerged from the tower, kept silent, quickly replied, used her magical power to lift the many jade scrolls, and left the hall.

Whoosh!

As soon as Yan Shuiyi left, Chen Zheng exhaled a breath toward the hall's exit; instantly, fierce winds roared over Zheng Qi Peak, clouds churned, and rain began to fall.

This rain was no ordinary rain; it was essence refined by Chen Zheng from pure Yang Yuanqi, more miraculous and easily absorbed than any elixir.

Any warrior or cultivator who inhaled it would instantly convert it into personal strength.

Just like last time on Jia Lan Peak, Chen Zheng directly elevated the Void Moon into a Shen Tong Mi Jing.

Tick— tick— …

Each droplet of essence rain fell as if alive, searching the Zheng Qi Peak for its master.

"Crane Claw Reflects Sand!"

"Crane Dances the Vast Sky!"

"Pine Crane Longevity…"

Midway up the mountain, an eighteen‑ or nineteen‑year‑old youth, expression resolute, sweated profusely as he performed the Feather Ascension Sect's basic technique, the Pine‑Crane Longevity Fist, with perfect form—moving like a crane, still as a pine.

The youth was Fang Qingxue's younger brother, named Fang Yu, possessing a Seventh‑fold corporeal cultivation.

Back when he was at the Feather Ascension Sect, he was assigned by Fang Qingxue to follow Fang Qingwei to Zheng Qi Peak for Chen Zheng to use.

Later, Fang Qingwei was not given a prominent role and left in frustration, but he stayed on the mountain.

Later, Chen Zheng brought him to the Land of Five Elements, where he worked diligently and trained earnestly.

Fang Yu always held the belief that his life would never be ordinary; as long as he performed well, his brother‑in‑law would notice him, reward him, and help him become a high‑ranking Divine Skill cultivator.

His wish was realized at that moment.

Just as Fang Yu finished a set of the Pine‑Crane Longevity Fist, drenched in sweat and about to rest, a droplet of transparent liquid fell from the sky, landed on his skin, and merged into it.

In an instant, Fang Yu's realm continuously broke through, his spirit rose to his brain, spawning magical power and reaching a Shen Tong Mi Jing.

His magical power even transformed into true essence, then into robust Qi, directly attaining the third‑fold Yuan Gang realm of Divine Skill.

"I… I, Fang Yu, have become a cultivator, a Yuan Gang realm cultivator, stronger than the Golden Stone Platform?"

Fang Yu's eyes widened in a brief stare, then he suddenly realized, his face alight with ecstatic joy, leapt fiercely, soaring upward, and shouted toward the summit, "Thank you, brother‑in‑law, for the reward!"

It wasn't only Fang Yu; the old and the young guarding the mountain gate below, like door gods, also had transparent liquid infused into their bodies.

That old‑and‑young pair were Jin Shitai and his son Jin Rilie, and magical energy surged within the two of them.

The son broke through to Shentong Wu Chong, gaining a lifespan of eight hundred years.

The father directly became an Ancient Giant, living over fifteen hundred years.

The two trembled with excitement, crawled on the ground, knelt toward the mountain summit, and bowed in gratitude for Chen Zheng's grace.

At that moment, father and son were immensely grateful, thankful for Jin Shitai's bold move back then, claiming he would become a dog of Chen Zheng.

Otherwise, given their potential—especially Jin Rilie—there would have been no hope of ever becoming an Ancient Giant.

But Chen Zheng merely blew a breath, and that made it happen.

This shows the importance of being with the right person.

"Brother Chen really hasn't forgotten me!"

In a valley, Xiao Hezi, eating barbecue with oil dripping from his mouth, like Fang Yu, also advanced to Shentong Third Layer, his eyes moist with joy.

Strictly speaking, it first met Chen Zheng in obscurity, together in the underground world slaying many Taiyi Sect disciples; this bond is closer than that of many others with Chen Zheng.

Later, after Chen Zheng promoted it to chief steward of Zheng Qi Peak, it spent most time traveling outside, rarely returning to the sect; the bond between one person and one crane gradually faded.

Later still, after Chen Zheng acquired Jia Lan, he never summoned Xiao Hezi again.

It thought Chen Zheng had forgotten it, feeling lost for a while.

Now that Chen Zheng bestows destiny upon it, allowing continual advancement, he certainly hasn't forgotten it.

Not only Jin Shitai and his son, Fang Yu, Xiao Hezi, but also the Ju Bao Lou master Liu Suiyun, the Li Qiu and Li Rong siblings, the Ju Bao Lou Manager Xu, and hundreds of the Fang family's servants—everyone on the mountain—have all broken through their realms.

Especially Chen Zheng's childhood playmate Chen Fu, who not only received the transparent liquid that fell from the heavens but also the cultivation experience Chen Zheng poured onto him and dozens of Shentong, allowing him in a short moment to rise from Physical Body Sixth Layer to Shentong Seventh Layer Golden Core realm.

At this moment, Chen Fu—always of low talent and secretly despised by many Chen clan members—surpassed his exceptionally gifted elder brother Chen Lie, his father Chen Xingye, and the Chen ancestor Chen Qian Zhi who founded Jin Yu Island, becoming an Ancient Giant!

"Young master, you finally can hold your head high; no one dares mock you now, all thanks to young master Chen Zheng's benevolence!"

Beside them, the old steward Liu Fu Lao wept profusely, hurriedly pulling the stunned Chen Fu to the mountain summit to kowtow.

Thus, everyone bowed toward the summit of Zheng Qi Peak, expressing gratitude.

"Fine tactics, but alas…"

Thousands of miles away, a youth gazed toward Zheng Qi Peak, watching Chen Zheng within the palace, his expression complex, whispering in loss.

The youth was none other than Feng Baiyu.

He had arrived at the Five Elements Land—could it be that he flew there himself?

Indeed so; since Chen Zheng left the Feather Transformation Sect, after Chen and Xie Tiankui and others failed to catch him, he remained unwilling, wanting Chen Zheng to return to the sect, so he flew alone into outer space, flying continuously until he finally reached the Five Elements Land.

But Chen Zheng was too lazy to meet him at all.

"Old Feng, had I known today, why bother the past? Return to your Feather Transformation Sect; no matter how shameless you are, Daoist Chen won't tolerate you. Unless…"

Beside them, the Star Lord gave a half‑smile, his gaze at Feng Baiyu full of superiority.

Back then, before either he or Feng Baiyu became sect leaders, they were both prominent figures of the era.

But Feng Baiyu's reputation was far stronger.

Now Feng Baiyu begs for a meeting with Chen Zheng but cannot obtain it, while he manages to be on good terms with Chen Zheng.

He was even personally brought by Chen Zheng to the Five Elements Land, and granted permission to bring his sect's disciples and Elders there for training.

Such a comparison made the Star Lord feel that Feng Baiyu was merely that, and his own insight and boldness must far surpass the other's, a sense of superiority welling up.

Feng Baiyu frowned at the Star Lord: "Unless what?"

The Star Lord chuckled: "I recall you have a daughter named Feng Yaoguang; unless you are willing to part with your precious daughter and let her become Daoist Chen's…"

Feng Baiyu snapped: "Stop it."

"Hum, good intentions turned into donkey liver and lungs. I'm going to see Daoist Chen to discuss big matters; you stay here and wait." The Star Lord sneered, flicked his robe, and flew toward Zheng Qi Peak.

Leaving Feng Baiyu alone, he lingered on the spot, seemingly pondering his daughter's and Chen Zheng's possibilities, his expression wavering.

(End of chapter)