Chapter 58: Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist

"That brat dared to kill my servant before. Now that I've caught him, I will definitely cripple his cultivation and demote him to the lowest, most despicable slave!"

Ding Hao spoke ferociously.

Last time in the Desolate Mountain Range, he had nearly died at the hands of Chu Fengmian. As the Young Hall Master of the Wuyan Hall, when had he ever encountered such danger?

His hatred for Chu Fengmian was etched into his very bones.

"Capture the boy. Once he surrenders the fortuitous encounters on his person, he will naturally be at your disposal," the Hall Master of Wuyan Hall said coldly. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he hurriedly pulled the reins.

"Stop!"

At the command of the Wuyan Hall Master, the Wuyan Hall disciples following behind all came to a halt simultaneously.

"Father, what is it?"

Ding Hao, still unable to grasp the situation, spoke up to inquire. Looking toward the Wuyan Hall Master, he realized the man had already raised his head.

He was staring intently at two figures atop the canyon.

Reaching the Divine Sea Realm was sufficient to perceive danger and sense the scrutiny of others. The undisguised killing intent from Chu Fengmian and Xuan Jingtai was immediately detected by him.

"Who are you! This venerable one is the Hall Master of the Wuyan Hall of Wusheng Academy. How dare you attempt to obstruct me?"

The Wuyan Hall Master spoke angrily, his words brimming with extreme arrogance.

He was a Hall Master in Wusheng Academy, and even looking across the Wusheng Kingdom, he was a prominent figure who commanded great respect. Now that he had arrived in these remote Thirteen Cities of the Southwest, he naturally held the newcomers in no regard.

"Wasn't Hall Master Ding looking for me? Well, I am right here in front of you."

The two figures suddenly leapt down from the canyon. The canyon was at least a hundred meters high, yet the two landed effortlessly. To achieve this, their strength had to have reached the peak of the Body Tempering Realm.

"Hmm?"

Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, the Wuyan Hall Master was momentarily confused, but Ding Hao recognized Chu Fengmian instantly and shouted loudly.

"Father, this is the brat I encountered in the Desolate Mountain Range!"

"Oh? You are Chu Fengmian?"

The Wuyan Hall Master looked at Chu Fengmian, his gaze sharp.

He was also sizing up Chu Fengmian's strength. To be able to perform that move just now, Chu Fengmian's strength must be at least at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm. To reach such a level at his age, the fortuitous encounters Chu Fengmian had obtained were surely not insignificant.

"Correct. I know you all have come to deal with me. Rather than wasting time, I might as well settle this grudge right here," Chu Fengmian said, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes as he surveyed the crowd.

"The scenery here is quite nice. Let us use it as your burial ground."

Upon hearing Chu Fengmian's words, the group erupted in fury.

They were all disciples of Wusheng Academy. Although they were merely outer disciples, in a place like the Thirteen Cities of the Southwest, each one was a figure who would be treated with respect even by City Lords. Now, this suddenly appearing Chu Fengmian actually intended to slay them here.

"Arrogant junior! A brat from a remote land truly seems to have grown tired of living!"

A man at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm looked at Chu Fengmian with a mocking gaze.

"It seems we must teach you a lesson as well. Otherwise, a native from a remote area might truly forget the scale of the heavens and the earth!"

"Feng Xin, do not kill him. Just give him a lesson," the Wuyan Hall Master said calmly.

"Yes!"

The man named Feng Xin responded, strode forward, and charged toward Chu Fengmian.

Feng Xin possessed highly developed, bulging muscles; he likely practiced a form of body tempering technique.

"Give me a lesson? You aren't worthy!"

Chu Fengmian sneered. With a movement of his palm, he reached out to grab Feng Xin.

Seeing Chu Fengmian's action, Feng Xin initially felt amused. As a body cultivator with immense physical strength, he believed it would be impossible for a Body Tempering Realm martial artist to grab him.

But in the next instant, the force he felt was an unprecedented, colossal strength.

Under Chu Fengmian's power, Feng Xin had almost no strength to resist. In a flash, Chu Fengmian seized his shoulder and slammed him violently into the ground.

*Bang!*

A loud crash echoed.

A large crater was smashed into the ground. Feng Xin lay in the pit, his flesh and blood torn open, without the strength to stand back up.

This single move from Chu Fengmian was enough to tear Feng Xin's flesh and destroy his cultivation entirely.

Feng Xin, a peak Body Tempering Realm expert, had been defeated by Chu Fengmian in a single exchange.

Feng Xin's strength was not even equal to that of the Lin Mansion Lord. Now that Chu Fengmian had condensed his second drop of Ancient War Dragon Essence Blood, even if the Lin Mansion Lord came himself, he would be defeated in three moves. Feng Xin was certainly not a match for even a single strike.

"Trying to compete with me in strength is simply seeking death," Chu Fengmian said with a trace of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

No matter how strong a person's strength was, how could they possibly contend with an Ancient War Dragon? Chu Fengmian now possessed the Ancient War Dragon bloodline, and his strength far exceeded that of ordinary martial artists by several times. Even against a Divine Sea Realm martial artist, Chu Fengmian did not fear a contest of pure strength.

"What a terrifying brat!"

The Wuyan Hall Master was also shocked as he watched Chu Fengmian.

He knew Feng Xin's strength well; among those in the Body Tempering Realm, few were his match. To defeat Feng Xin, one would typically need to use weapons. In hand-to-hand combat, Feng Xin was nearly invincible among the younger generation of Wusheng Academy. Yet, he had been easily defeated by Chu Fengmian in a single encounter.

To achieve this, Chu Fengmian's strength had to be at least twice that of Feng Xin.

"He truly possesses countless fortuitous encounters. For a brat from a remote land to possess such strength, these encounters must be immense!"

The greed in the Wuyan Hall Master's eyes intensified. The stronger the strength Chu Fengmian displayed, the heavier the greed in his heart became. If he could seize Chu Fengmian's fortuitous encounters, his own strength might skyrocket in the future.

"Such ruthless methods. Junior, don't you think you've gone a bit too far?"

The Wuyan Hall Master glanced at the fallen Feng Xin. Seeing that Feng Xin's cultivation had been completely destroyed, his expression became extremely grim.

"Why? You all came here to kill me. Today, it is either your death or mine. Do you expect me to show mercy?" Chu Fengmian's eyes turned cold.

He would never show mercy to his enemies.

"A 'your death or mine'! It seems a junior who has stumbled upon a few fortuitous encounters truly thinks he is a big shot!"

The Wuyan Hall Master spoke chillingly.

Suddenly, a flicker of flame condensed in his palm, and he unleashed a palm strike toward Chu Fengmian.