Chu Fei looked at Hua Yifeng for a while, then suddenly revealed a faint smile. "You just said time was tight and the task was heavy. What task is it?"
Hua Yifeng smiled. "Nothing much. I just wanted to discuss the situation with someone from Ascending Dragon Hall who has decision-making authority. Does Mr. Chu have the time?"
"I have to make time. An Immortal Lord has come to visit—even a tribulation would have to be put on hold."
"Haha, Mr. Chu, you're quite humorous. But there's something I don't understand. I sense the aura of one of my kind from you.
"That shouldn't be right. By all accounts, Mr. Chu should currently be at the Tribulation Transcending Stage, yet I can sense the aura of a Celestial Immortal from you."
As they spoke, faint, almost imperceptible bolts of lightning flickered between them. The lightning was thin, but its power was immense. A faint scent of ozone spread through the air—the result of high-voltage ionization.
Chu Fei remained composed. After pondering for a moment, he smiled. "The value of that question is one promise from an Immortal Lord."
Hua Yifeng pondered for a moment. "What promise?"
The tiny lightning bolts between them vanished, but the clash of their auras remained.
During the confrontation, Hua Yifeng realized that Chu Fei's Cultivation Level might be inferior to his, but it would still be impossible for him to keep Chu Fei here. Especially in the heart of Ascending Dragon Hall—if Chu Fei tied him down, he most likely would not be able to leave. Coming here this time, he had been somewhat overconfident.
Even the recorder beside them had his back soaked in cold sweat.
While maintaining the confrontation, Chu Fei kept a broad smile on his face. "Ascending Dragon Hall's intelligence capabilities