Chapter 44: Mysterious Remnant Picture (Part 2)

  All the disciples were shocked, Chu Feng was a cultivator of the Three Realms of Heaven and Earth, and the sword he stabbed out was an Xuan-ranked treasure sword, yet it was actually pinched by someone's fingers?

  For this fifty-year-old elder, none of the outer sect disciples recognized him, only Chu Feng and Bai Ling's faces changed at the same time, exclaiming: "Martial Uncle Wu!"

  This old man Wu is obviously an inner sect elder, outer sect disciples have never seen him before. Looking at Elder Wu, Bai Ling's face was full of surprise, while Chu Feng had a face full of fear.

  Wu Changlao was none other than the first elder of the Wuji Pavilion, named Wu Zhenkun, who had a cultivation base of nine layers in the Xiantian realm. His strength ranked among the top three in the Tiangong Sect, second only to the sect master and the great elder.

  Wu Zhenkun and Chu Feng's father had similar cultivation bases, but his actual strength was even stronger, and his status was even higher.

  Chu Feng was, after all, just a fifteen-year-old youth. Although he was bold and daring, he still had some of the innocence of youth. Having caused trouble in the Martial Skill Pavilion, how could he not feel fear when facing Wu Shocking?

  "You little brat from the Chu family, who gave you the guts? How dare you bully the weak in the Martial Arts Hall?" Wu Zhenkun's face was full of anger, his two fingers grasping Chu Feng's sword like they had taken root, no matter how hard Chu Feng tried, he couldn't pull out his sword.

  Even if Chu Feng is a once-in-a-hundred-years genius of the Tianjian Sect, his future achievements will surpass all the inner sect elders and enter the Earthly Realm.

  However, facing Wu Zhenkun, he didn't have the slightest bit of temper. No matter how great his future achievements would be, they were still in the future. Even if Chu Feng's cultivation surpassed Wu Zhenkun's, it wouldn't happen until many years later, by which time Wu Zhenkun would already be old and dead. As long as Wu Zhenkun was alive, he could firmly suppress Chu Feng, so Chu Feng didn't dare to be arrogant in front of him.

  Chu Feng didn't have the same aura as Xuan Tian, and the higher Xuan Tian's cultivation rose, the more he felt that the small white jade sword in his brow was terrifyingly powerful, surpassing Chu Feng, which was a certainty, and it wouldn't take long.

  Xuantian's true enemy is Xuanji, a super strong being of the Heavenly Stage. Chufeng was just a small opponent for Xuantian in the path of martial arts.

  Chu Feng's sword was unable to be withdrawn, so he loosened his grip on the hilt. His tone was weak: "Martial Uncle Wu, Huang Tian disrespected his disciple, and his disciple was only momentarily enraged, his mind clouded by anger. Please, Martial Uncle Wu, have a clear understanding."

  If Chu Feng were to bring up his own father, it would only make Wu Zhen Kun feel that Chu Feng was using his father to pressure him, which would put Wu Zhen Kun in a difficult position. If he didn't deal with Chu Feng, he would think to himself that he wasn't as good as Chu Feng's father.

  So Chu Feng didn't mention it again and admitted his mistake in person. Given Chu Feng's status, Wu Zhong Kun wouldn't punish him too severely.

  After all, twenty or thirty years later, Wu Zhenkun may have died, but there are still descendants in the Tianjian Sect.

  At that time, Chu Feng had already grown up completely and would become an existence like the Supreme Elder. If Wu Zhenkun punished him too severely, it would plant a grudge in Chu Feng's heart, which would not be beneficial to Wu Zhenkun's descendants.

  Wu Zhen Kun snapped his fingers, and the sword in his hand flew back, stabbing into the ground in front of Chu Feng. "You disregarded the sect's rules and destroyed the Martial Skills Pavilion, a serious crime," he said. "Considering you are a future pillar of our sect and can correct your mistakes, I sentence you to face the wall for three months and study the Way of Martial Arts."

  Three months of introspection and martial arts training, equivalent to letting him close the door for three months, although it was a punishment, but for Chu Feng, there was no harm, with his identity, even during the punishment period, the necessary cultivation resources would not be lacking.

  Chu Feng cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Elder Wu." At the same time, he thought to himself: You're quite sensible. If you dared to hit me, today you might have hit me hard, but one day I will return it tenfold on your descendants.

  Wu Zhenkun waved his hand and said: "You go to the Punishment Hall to receive your punishment yourself!"

  "Disciple, withdraw!" Chu Feng prepared to leave.

  "The disciple also bid farewell!" Bai Ling also bade farewell to Wu Zhenkun.

  "Brother Chu!" At this moment, Xuan Tian's voice suddenly rang out.

  Everyone thought it was over, but they didn't know what Xuantian would do next. The disciples' eyes widened in shock and their gazes fell on Xuantian's face.

  Chu Feng and Bai Ling were about to leave when Xuan Tian's voice rang out, causing the two of them to pause in their tracks. Chu Feng turned around, his eyes fixed on Xuan Tian, still exuding an air of dominance: "What is it?"

  Wu Zhenkun appeared, blocking Chu Feng. The anger in Xuan Tian's heart gradually dissipated, but his momentum was still sharp and confident, saying:

  "You think you're the only genius in our sect, entering the Xiantian at 13 and grasping the sword intent at 15. You look down on everyone, acting arrogant and domineering. But you don't know that there's a heaven beyond the sky and someone above people. Today, I'm telling you clearly in front of everyone here, within a year at most, I will surpass you, trample you under my feet, and let you know what it means to be surpassed!"

  A year's time, surpassing Chu Feng?

  The outer door disciples were all in an uproar. Xuan Tian was still an outer door disciple, with a cultivation base of nine layers of the Martial Dao realm. On the other hand, Chu Feng had already become the number one inner door disciple, with a cultivation base at the peak of the third layer of the Pre-Heavenly realm. He could break through to the fourth layer at any moment, and if he encountered some fortuitous encounter within a year, he might even break through to the fifth layer of the Pre-Heavenly realm.

  The distance between the two can be said to be worlds apart. The cultivation of the Innate Realm is more than ten times harder than breaking through to the Martial Dao Realm. Xuanyuan's words were truly shocking.

  Even Wu Zhenkun looked at Xuantian with a surprised expression, wondering where his confidence came from.

  Chu Feng gritted his teeth, Xuan Tian's words were simply contemptuous of him, the first inner disciple, but with Wu Zhenkun by his side, he didn't dare to erupt, and instead let out a cold laugh, saying: "Trash, I'm waiting for you."

  Having said that, Chu Feng departed without lingering, and left with a flourish.

  As the head elder of the Wuji Pavilion, Wu Zhenkun held a high position and wielded great power. He and Xuantian were not acquainted, nor did they have any connection between them. It was truly unexpected that Wu Zhenkun would appear to help him.

  Xuantian Zheng was about to thank Wuzhen Kun, but saw a shadow flash in front of him. In an instant, Wuzhen Kun had gone up to the second floor of the Wuji Building and disappeared without leaving a word.

  The secret books were scattered all over the ground, but the bookshelf was broken and couldn't be collected. Xuan Tian left the Wuji Pavilion and reported the situation to the Outer Gate Elder who was guarding outside. The Outer Gate Elder listened and told him to leave first, and someone would collect the secret books in the pavilion.

  Something like that happened, Xuan Tian lost interest in watching 'Absolute Shadow Sword Technique' and left the Martial Skills Pavilion to head towards the Trading Street near Tian Jian Sect.

  Wu Ji Ge, on the second floor, in a separate room, Ling Xing Yue sat on a chair against the wall. Suddenly, the door creaked and Wu Zhen Kun walked in.

  Ling Xingyue immediately stood up and asked, "Master Wu, what's the situation?"

  Wu Zhenkun's eyes still had a hint of surprise, and he said: "He exchanged a palm with Chu Feng and didn't get hurt. It's really unexpected. Moreover, he claimed that he would catch up with Chu Feng within a year, speaking with such conviction. I really can't guess where his confidence comes from. Master looks highly on this kid, indeed there is something extraordinary about him, not ordinary at all."

  "Overtake Chu Feng within a year?" Ling Xing Yue was also shocked and asked: "Does Master Wu think it's possible?"

  Wu Zhen shook his head and said, "It's too difficult, mysterious and profound!"

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  The trading market near Tiānjiàn Zōng is the largest trading market within thousands of miles.

  At first, this was a place where Tianjian Sect disciples who went out to practice could obtain some good things outside of the sect's tasks, an open trading venue.

  Because of the Tianjian Sect as a backing, trading here has security guarantees. Gradually, some Jianghu warriors and disciples from other sects nearby also came to trade here, slowly developing into the largest trading market within thousands of miles.

  Generally speaking, things that can appear in the trading market are all valuable items, with a minimum value of over 100,000 taels of silver and a maximum value of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

  Outer disciples of the Martial Dao Realm generally don't have anything to trade here, and it's also hard for them to buy items from the market. Therefore, the trading objects in the market are basically all high-level experts of the Innate Realm.

  Before returning to Beimu County, Xuan Tian wanted to buy some healing spiritual medicine to bring back to his family and treat his father's injuries.

  Father Xuan Hong was originally a super strong man in the Tianjie realm, but due to his meridians being severed, he almost became a useless person and couldn't even wield his sword energy, with strength equivalent to that of a six-layer Wu Dao realm martial artist.

  Panacea for healing wounds, used in very few situations, but once used, it must be a life-saving emergency.

  Compared with life, no one is stingy about price, so the value of therapeutic medicine is basically out of proportion.

  In the city of Fang, everywhere was filled with masters of the Innate Realm. As an outer disciple of the Xuantian Sect's Martial Dao realm, he seemed somewhat dazzling.

  As the first disciple of the outer sect of Xuantian, his identity is nothing among the inner sect disciples. No one recognizes him, let alone the disciples of other sects and some Jianghu warriors.

  A martial artist at the Martial Boundary realm doesn't have the slightest purchasing power or exchange value, to Xuan Tian, a pre-heavenly expert is an existence that is seen as if unseen.

  Xuantian walked through the streets of the city, searching for healing spiritual medicine at each stall. He found that not only were these healing spiritual medicines expensive, but they were also scarce in quantity. Each stall had a variety of strange and unusual materials, but there was no spiritual medicine to be found.

  He walked to the depths of the city and suddenly stopped in front of a stall.

  In the center of this stall, a medicine box was placed, next to which was a sign that read: "Dragon Fat Dan, Xuanjie Therapy Injury Spirit Dan, specializes in treating meridian fractures, priced at 2 million two silver coins."

  However, Xuantian's attention was not attracted by the Longzhidan, but rather by a tattered map placed to its right. As his gaze swept over the remaining map, the small white jade sword between his eyebrows suddenly trembled slightly, as if excited.

  "This damaged painting must have some background." Xuan Tian judged in his heart instantly.

  Glancing roughly at the map, there was also a introductory plaque next to it: Mysterious Treasure Map Fragment, incomplete map, unclear treasure, price 300,000 silver coins.

  Look at the words printed on that introduction plate, it's been a long time since its existence. A incomplete map and unclear treasure diagram is actually sold for 300,000 taels of silver, this is simply scamming one's own father! No wonder after such a long time, it still hasn't been sold.

  The stall owner was an inner disciple of the Tianjian Sect, with a small sword emblem on his chest. Seeing Xuan Tian, who was also a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, he said: "This fellow disciple, what do you want to buy?"

  The tone was extremely cold, as if saying: Can you afford it?

  "I won't buy it, I'll exchange it."

  That year, a twenty-four or five-year-old inner door disciple said: "What can you exchange for?"

  "Superior True Essence Pill!" Xuan Tian said lightly.

  "What? Top-grade Concentrated True Pill?" The inner sect disciple's voice was shocked, and his attitude immediately changed by 180 degrees: "You're that dark horse Huang Tian from this year's outer sect disciple ranking competition?"

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