Li Jing was stunned, who are you, big shot?

The front of the Commander's Mansion was deathly silent.

Dozens of elite guards brought by Li Jing stared blankly at their general.

Their general, a man who had always stood tall and proud, who treated ten thousand troops as nothing, hailed as the Sea Stabilizing Divine Needle of Chentang Pass, was now like a rooster whose neck had been grabbed, frozen in place. His face was deathly pale, and he trembled like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

What happened?

No one knew.

They only saw that after their general exchanged a glance with the young man holding a fairy opposite him, he had become this way.

That man, who looked utterly ordinary, without the slightest ripple of magical power emanating from him, like a common young master from a wealthy family.

Yet, it was this man who had terrified their general, a direct disciple of a Chan Sect Saint, into such a state?

Everyone felt their brains weren't working anymore; the scene before them was utterly bizarre.

And Qin Feng, who had caused all this, couldn't even spare a glance at Li Jing.

To him, the shock and fear of this clown were less interesting than a speck of dust by the roadside.

Qin Feng's gaze seemed to pierce through the thick walls and numerous restrictions of the Commander's Mansion, directly towards the depths of the residence. A faint, playful curve touched his lips.

Then, he spoke.

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"The one in your wife's womb is the reincarnation of the Spiritual Pearl, carrying great Destiny."

Qin Feng didn't even look at Li Jing, as if stating a well-known fact.

However, this sentence struck Li Jing like a divine thunderclap exploding deep within his Primordial Spirit!

BOOM!

Li Jing's mind buzzed, instantly going blank.

Reincarnation of the Spiritual Pearl?

How... how could he know?!

His wife, Lady Yin, had been pregnant for three years and six months, and had not yet given birth. This was the biggest secret of the entire Commander's Mansion, and the heaviest stone weighing on his heart!

He had secretly divined, and secretly consulted his sect, but only received a vague answer: "Heavenly Secrets are chaotic and cannot be spied upon."

Besides him and his wife, and a few of their closest maids, absolutely no one else knew about this!

Yet this mysterious man before him had spoken of the Heavenly Secrets with one sentence!

How was this possible!

A chill that penetrated to the bone made Li Jing's teeth chatter uncontrollably.

However, before he could recover from this shocking wave, Qin Feng's next words were like a chaotic divine hammer weighing billions of pounds, fiercely smashing onto his Dao Heart.

"Unfortunately, your Commander's Mansion is filled with baleful energy, and you yourself are foolish and incompetent."

Qin Feng's tone remained calm, yet carried an undeniable tone of judgment.

"You are not worthy of being his father."

You are not worthy!

You are not worthy of being his father!

These short six words, like a sharpened knife coated in potent venom, accurately and precisely pierced the most proud, and most vulnerable part of Li Jing's heart!

As a disciple of the Chan Sect, and a human general, when had he, Li Jing, ever suffered such humiliation!

He was called foolish and incompetent?

He was called unworthy of being a father?

"Pfft--"

Overwhelmed by shock, anger, and fear, Li Jing felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

"You... you..."

Li Jing's eyes were bloodshot, the hand resting on his sword hilt bulging with veins. He wanted to draw his sword, wanted to roar, wanted to tear this arrogant fellow to shreds.

But he couldn't.

He was horrified to find that under the man's seemingly casual gaze, he felt as if he were being suppressed by an invisible, ancient divine mountain. Let alone drawing his sword, even moving a finger had become a luxury.

That absolute suppression originating from a higher life form made even breathing incredibly difficult.

All his anger, all his pride, was ground into the most humble dust at this moment.

In its place were endless fear and dread.

Li Jing's lips trembled, and using all his strength, he managed to squeeze out a few dry, hoarse, and completely changed syllables from the depths of his throat.

"Pre... predecessor... you... who exactly are... you?"

At this moment, he no longer possessed any of the arrogance of a Chan Sect disciple, nor the dignity of a general. All that remained was the humility and trembling of an ant looking up at the heavens.

Seeing Li Jing's pathetic state, Shi Ji felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Back in the day, this group of Chan Sect lackeys, with their heads held so high, treated us Jie Sect disciples like dogs, bullying us as they pleased.

But now?

Before Dao Brother, the so-called Chan Sect disciples are nothing more than lapdogs that can't even stand steady!

Shi Ji stepped forward, blocking Qin Feng. A hint of pride and self-satisfaction, as if showing off her most precious treasure, graced her cold and stunningly beautiful face.

Her gaze was icy as she looked down at the tottering Li Jing. Her red lips parted slightly, uttering a verdict that could completely shatter him.

"This is Dao Brother Qin Feng, the master of Azure Stone Palace, who repelled the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals at Skeleton Mountain!"

Repelled...

The Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals?!

As these eight words, like ancient divine mountains forged from primordial Chaos iron, crashed into Li Jing's sea of consciousness.

His thoughts completely ceased.

His world, at that moment, turned into pure, dead silence.

The terrifying sword formation of Skeleton Mountain...

The humiliating defeat and hasty retreat of Senior Uncle Taiyi...

The eerie silence of the entire Chan Sect after suffering such a heavy loss...

And the terrifying method of this man before him, speaking the Heavenly Secrets with a single sentence...

Everything he couldn't understand before, all the assumptions he had made, connected in an instant, converging into an answer that made his liver crack and his soul scatter!

So that's how it was.

So that's how it was!

So, he hadn't just hit a snag.

He had, like an idiot, run headfirst into the True Sun Fire that burned all things!

He, this self-proclaimed clever clown, had actively come to their doorstep, shouting madly at a terrifying existence that even a Saint of the Chan Sect could only grudgingly accept a loss from!

Thinking of this, Li Jing's vision went black.

The last shred of strength supporting his body was completely drained.

He could no longer hold himself up. His knees buckled, and with a "thump," he knelt straight down in front of the General's mansion, under the horrified gazes of dozens of household guards and countless citizens.

His heavy silver armor collided with the cold ground, emitting a dull yet piercing clang.

The sound seemed not like kneeling on the ground.

But like shattering all his pride as a disciple of the Chan Sect.

And shattering the worldview of all the soldiers and civilians of Chentang Pass present.