Chapter 67: This Flea, Ultimately Buried in Winter
Translator: Krukist
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"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the elite mission: teach a lesson to the three major sects—Flying Feather Sect, Azure Sea Sect, and Four Directions Palace—that came to cause trouble."
"Reward for mission completion: one special summon, two random summons, and a Heavenly Soul Pill!"
As Ximen Chui Xue and his four companions had just reached Wang Feng's side, a clear chime sounded in his ear, announcing the mission's completion.
Wang Feng couldn't help but smile. This time, not only had he made the Divine Immortal Sect's name resound with awe, but he'd also secured the mission rewards—a double victory indeed.
Yet when he saw the high platform strewn with shattered corpses and caught the overpowering stench of blood, Wang Feng frowned. His stomach churned, and he nearly retched.
This was the first time he had witnessed such a gruesome scene since his transmigration—it was only natural to feel unaccustomed. In his previous life, even glimpsing a severed hand was rare, let alone an entire field of bodies.
In this cruel world, anyone who dared to act against him—or the Divine Immortal Sect—had to be met with ruthless retaliation, or else they would soon perish. Wang Feng consoled himself with that thought, and his mind gradually calmed.
He was not one to slaughter the innocent; he had always lived by a principle: if no one offends me, I will not offend them; but if someone offends me, I will repay them a hundredfold.
"General Chen, now that the spectacle is over, isn't it time to announce the rankings of the Demon Sealing Conference?" Wang Feng said with a wry smile as he looked at Chen Lie.
At his words, everyone present was drawn back to reality. They glanced first at Wang Feng, then at Chen Lie, and fell silent.
Who could have imagined that this Demon Sealing Conference would cause the top three sects of the Radiant Sun Empire to collapse—perhaps even face complete annihilation?
In that moment, the senior experts of the major sects engraved Wang Feng's visage deeply into their memories. He was someone they could not afford to offend.
Chen Lie gave Wang Feng a long, scrutinizing look, thinking that His Majesty would soon be sleepless with worry.
"I hereby announce that the champion of this Demon Sealing Conference is Li Hei of the Divine Immortal Sect! Mu Yunfei of the Divine Immortal Sect takes second place, and Ling Feiwu of the Divine Immortal Sect is third!
You are all to proceed to the Radiant Sun Imperial City in three days to pay homage to His Majesty! The rewards will be personally presented by His Majesty to the top three!" Chen Lie declared, his eyes flashing with an inscrutable light as he scanned the trio standing behind Wang Feng.
For Chen Lie's words, none of the many great sects objected. They looked at Wang Feng and his companions, as though they were witnessing a brilliant sun slowly rising that would one day illuminate the world.
"There's no need for a formal audience—he isn't even worthy of meeting a disciple of my Divine Immortal Sect!" Wang Feng waved his hand dismissively, casting a casual glance at Chen Lie.
That remark sent shockwaves through the assembled senior experts once again.
How dare he?
Is he challenging the Radiant Sun Emperor?
Has he lost all sense of propriety?
The leaders of the major sects were dumbfounded. They admitted that the power of the Divine Immortal Sect was indeed formidable—so much so that no other sect in the empire could match it.
Yet that did not mean the Divine Immortal Sect could stand against the Radiant Sun Empire.
No one knew how profound the Radiant Sun Empire's foundations truly were, but all the major sects were aware that the empire possessed at least ten Peak Profound Sovereign experts, not to mention an army of hundreds of thousands—an army sufficient to strike terror into any sect's heart.
These great sects, though seemingly mighty, were nothing compared to the empire—they were like ants facing elephants. And now Wang Feng dared to outright refuse an audience with the Radiant Sun Emperor? This was not merely arrogance; it was unbridled hubris.
For these great sects, the opportunity to pay homage to the Radiant Sun Emperor was a tremendous honor—a chance that would spark celebrations throughout an entire sect for three days. Yet Wang Feng dismissed this honor with disdain.
His callousness not only shocked them but also kindled a deep loathing toward him.
"Foolish and ungrateful!"
"How dare he? Does the leader of the Divine Immortal Sect believe that defeating the three top-tier sects makes him invincible? What a joke!"
"Daring to insult the Radiant Sun Emperor—if this continues, the Divine Immortal Sect won't last long!"
"How can any sect contend with an empire? Those who fail to see reality are doomed to become nothing but dust in history!"
Murmurs of derision filled the air among the senior experts.
"Impudent!"
They cried out in anger, and the dozens of imperial soldiers standing beside General Chen Lie roared in unison. A murderous aura swept over the high platform.
Every imperial soldier glared at Wang Feng, their bodies radiating lethal intent. To them, the Radiant Sun Emperor was akin to a deity, and any insult to Him was utterly intolerable.
"Sect Leader Wang, watch your tongue—don't think that a bit of power grants you license to act lawlessly!" General Chen Lie's eyes narrowed as a cold, chilling aura emanated from him, his voice icy.
Beside him, Crown Prince Yu Fei regarded Wang Feng with an expression of implacable coldness, his eyes burning with murderous intent. The furnace cauldron he coveted and the woman he adored were both with Wang Feng.
Wang Feng must not live; if he survives, his unresolved hatred will never abate!
"We are merely speaking the truth. There's no need for an audience! As for treasures, the Divine Immortal Sect has no shortage, and none of you can present anything that meets our standards! That is final!"
Facing the seething murderous intent of Chen Lie and the imperial soldiers, Wang Feng remained unfazed, his nonchalant expression nearly causing Chen Lie's fury to boil over.
"You…" one soldier near Chen Lie's side, eyes burning red, was about to scream in anger—but was silenced by Chen Lie.
Even as Chen Lie's own murderous intent surged, he knew that with the imperial forces in Shenlin City, they could not stop Wang Feng and his group; it was even possible that they would be struck down by them instead.
"Sect Leader Wang, do not be so arrogant—such hubris leads only to early death!" Chen Lie said coldly, squinting his eyes.
"Arrogant? You haven't seen the true arrogance of my sect—it would frighten you to death!" Wang Feng chuckled and shook his head.
Chen Lie said no more, but his gaze toward Wang Feng was devoid of emotion—as if he were looking upon a corpse.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the first enemy mission: seizing first place in the Demon Sealing Conference and having the sect's disciples top the Demon Seal Rankings!"
"Mission completion: 100%!"
"Reward: five opportunities for random summons! The Sect Mission Hall is now unlocked (a place where enemy tasks are posted for disciples to choose, as designated by the host)!"
"This time, the host has acquired two top-tier prodigies, gained genius luck, and earned 30,000 sect points! In all, by slaying two top-tier prodigies and ten ordinary prodigies, an additional 40,000 sect points were awarded!"
Hearing the mission completion prompt, a wry smile tugged at Wang Feng's lips. Were it not for this task, he would never have dared to provoke the Radiant Sun Emperor so boldly!
But now, Wang Feng secretly wished for more such figures to emerge—for when it came to clashing with foes, he believed no one in the world could outmatch him.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I bid you farewell!" Wang Feng smiled and made a courteous gesture toward the assembled great sect leaders and General Chen Lie, then swept his hand broadly.
"We're leaving!"
"Yes!"
Ling Feiwu and the others quickly followed Wang Feng, while Ximen Chui Xue and his group lagged behind.
After a few steps, as if recalling something, Wang Feng turned and surveyed the gathered leaders.
With a smile he declared, "My Divine Immortal Sect welcomes any geniuses to join. If you are dissatisfied with your own sect or have been persecuted, you are welcome to join my Divine Immortal Sect!"
"I won't promise much more, but I guarantee that once you join, no one will dare to bully you!"
No sooner had these words fallen than Wang Feng, without waiting for any response, raised himself along with Ximen Chui Xue and the others into the air, gradually disappearing.
"Such shamelessness!"
"Absolutely despicable!"
"Ridiculous—daring to provoke the Radiant Sun Emperor! Whether the Divine Immortal Sect can even survive is now in question, let alone speak so arrogantly!"
The great sect leaders in attendance erupted in angry curses, their faces contorted with fury. If it were not for Wang Feng and his group, they would have struck him down with a single palm.
Yet, in their rage, the leaders failed to notice that several disciples within their own sects, upon hearing Wang Feng's words, had eyes that shone with a faint glimmer of hope.
Swish!
Just as the leaders were fuming, a sharp sound of air splitting rang out, and a white-clad figure descended gracefully.
It was none other than Ximen Chuixue—the man known as the bloodless executioner!
Instantly, the great sect leaders fell silent.
"The Sect Leader says: if you cut the grass, you must remove the roots! And don't forget the spoils!" Ximen Chuixue remarked indifferently, then proceeded to execute Tian Sang—whose pallid face and half-missing body left no doubt—and followed with a finishing strike using two fingers formed into a sword shape against Lin Tiancheng and Tian Sang. The three sect leaders of the major sects were utterly finished.
Then, Ximen Chuixue reached out and snatched the spatial rings of the three great sect experts, his form vanishing as if carried away by the wind.
This sight sent a collective shudder through all present. If the Divine Immortal Sect were not eradicated, none of them would sleep in peace!
All three top sect leaders of the major sects had fallen at this spot, and the mere thought of it deepened the terror in their hearts.
"General Chen, are we really going to let these brash rabble leave just like that?" Crown Prince Yu Fei's eyes burned with lethal intent as he spoke to Chen Lie in clear discontent.
Watching helplessly as the woman he desired departed with another man, the Crown Prince seethed with hatred. How could a prince of the Radiant Sun Empire—so noble, ranking just below the emperor—be denied even a single woman? What use was he then?
"Your Highness, there will be other opportunities! Just wait—these fleas will ultimately be buried beneath the winter's frost," Chen Lie said with a knowing glint in his eyes.
At his words, a grim, sullen smile spread across the Crown Prince's face. Though he was impatient, he resolved to let these fleas live a little longer.
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