Qiong Xiao, standing behind Lin Feng, could no longer restrain her excitement.
She completely ignored the four Chan Sect Golden Immortals standing not far away, divine as gods and radiating Terrifying Pressure, as though they were nothing more than four insignificant stones by the roadside.
A streak of immortal light flashed past as Qiong Xiao rushed to the grand formation and caught the swaying Bi Xiao, her eyes filled with heartache.
"Second Sister, don't be afraid. Your master has come to save you!"
Qiong Xiao's voice carried a faint sob, but even more than that, it held uncontrollable excitement and wild joy, as if there were no problem in the world that could not be solved once the word "master" was spoken.
Master?
Hearing that form of address, Bi Xiao, already at her limit from severe injuries and overwhelming fright, felt her mind buzz. She almost thought her immortal power had been exhausted and she was hearing things.
She abruptly raised her head, not toward the younger sister supporting her, but fixed her gaze on the black-robed man who still had his back to them. Just his silhouette alone had left four Grand Unity Golden Immortals too afraid to move.
Master?
Her third sister, Qiong Xiao—a personal disciple of the Interception Sect's saint, proud to the bone and never truly convinced even by their eldest senior brother Daoist Duobao—actually... called an unfamiliar man "master"?
This was even more absurd than Guang Chengzi and the other four Chan Sect Golden Immortals coming to their door!
It was even more unbelievable than the sky falling!
Bi Xiao looked at Qiong Xiao's peerlessly beautiful face, flushed with excitement, and at the undisguised reverence, fervor, and dependence in her eyes as she stared at the man's back. It was a gaze that seemed to place everything she possessed—her life, dignity, and future—into his hands without reservation!
She had gone mad!
Her third sister had to have gone mad!
A monstrous wave rose in Bi Xiao's heart. She opened her mouth, wanting to question her, wanting to rebuke her, yet it was as if something had clogged her throat. She could not utter a single word.
Because reason was frantically reminding her that everything happening before her was proving that Qiong Xiao's choice might have been the most normal one.
With one word, he could freeze the laws of heaven and earth.
With one finger, he could reduce the combined strike of four Grand Unity Golden Immortals to nothing.
With a single sentence—"Try touching her"—he could leave Guang Chengzi, the Sect of Elucidation's eldest senior brother and a peak Great Being renowned for countless ages, frozen in place, not even daring to breathe.
What kind of power was this?
What kind of existence was this?
A saint?
No! Even if a saint had come in person, facing the provocation of four Grand Unity Golden Immortals, they could never be so calm, so... utterly dismissive!
It was as though, in his eyes, Guang Chengzi and the other three were no different from Daoist Qingxu and those ants he had casually erased earlier.
Just as Bi Xiao's mind churned and her Dao heart was nearly overwhelmed by this earth-shattering realization, Lin Feng finally moved.
He did not turn around, nor did he look at the four Chan Sect Golden Immortals, whose faces had turned livid and whose auras were in disarray.
Lin Feng walked forward at an unhurried pace, step by step, toward Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao.
His footsteps were slow and light. When they touched the ground, they did not even make a sound.
Yet every seemingly ordinary step was, in the eyes of Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, Taiyi Zhenren, and Huanglong Zhenren, like a heaven-sundering hammer smashing viciously into their Dao hearts!
Disregard!
This was absolute, undisguised disregard!
With the four of them—the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect of Elucidation—standing here, killing intent surging and their pressure locked upon him, this man actually walked past them as if no one else were present, intending to... comfort his maid?
What humiliation!
What contempt!
Guang Chengzi's face instantly shifted from livid to purplish-red. His chest heaved violently, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was the Sect of Elucidation's eldest senior brother, the saint's Head Disciple. He wielded the Fan Tian Seal and governed the Sect of Elucidation on the saint's behalf. When had he ever suffered such utter humiliation in the Primordial World?
Even when facing the Jie Sect Myriad Immortals gathered in homage, he had remained smiling and composed, never once furrowing his brow.
But now, he felt like a clown leaping about on a stage, performing with all his strength, only for the audience below to be too lazy to spare him even a glance.
The flames of fury burned madly within his primordial spirit.
Kill him!
Throw him and those two Interception Sect demonesses into the Nine Netherworlds, where they would never be reborn for all eternity!
The instant that thought arose, a bone-deep chill extinguished all his rage.
Guang Chengzi shuddered violently and came to his senses.
He recalled how their world-destroying strike had vanished like a dream bubble beneath that man's single finger.
He recalled the man's indifferent gaze. It was the gaze one gave to dead things.
He had no doubt that if he dared make even the slightest move, even if he merely revealed a trace of killing intent, his fate in the next moment would be ten thousand times more miserable than Daoist Qingxu's.
Fear!
Unprecedented fear clutched his throat, forcing the furious shout already at his lips back down.
He could only watch helplessly.
Watch that man walk, step by step, toward the Sanxiao Sisters.
Chi Jingzi, Taiyi Zhenren, and Huanglong Zhenren were even more silent than cicadas in winter. Their immortal power showed signs of stagnating from excessive tension.
They did not even dare look at Lin Feng again. They could only bow their heads deeply, shrinking their divine senses to the utmost, afraid of drawing even the slightest bit of his attention.
Lin Feng was now standing before Bi Xiao.
He completely ignored Guang Chengzi and the others' livid faces. The light barrier that had left four Grand Unity Golden Immortals helpless might as well not have existed before him. With a gentle wave of his hand, the barrier rippled apart like water, opening a gap through which he stepped and appeared before Bi Xiao.
He looked at Bi Xiao's paper-pale face and the blood at the corner of her lips, his brow creasing almost imperceptibly.
"You're badly hurt."
Lin Feng's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.
Before the disbelieving eyes of Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao, he reached out and gently brushed Bi Xiao's cheek, wiping away the bloodstain at the corner of her mouth.
The gesture was so gentle that it seemed less like he was facing an immortal maiden he had only just met and more like he was caring for a rare treasure.
Bi Xiao's body stiffened suddenly. An indescribable warm current surged from the place where Lin Feng's fingers touched her skin and instantly spread through her limbs and bones.
It was a warm, vast power brimming with boundless vitality.
Under the cleansing flow of that power, her nearly depleted immortal power was restored to its peak in an instant!
Her meridians, internal organs, and bowels, severely damaged from forcibly activating her treasures and suppressing the spiritual treasure, rapidly healed at an unbelievable speed, restoring themselves completely!
Even her primordial spirit became more solid and more lucid under the nourishment of that power, faintly touching the threshold of an entirely new realm!
It had taken no more than a single breath.
Not only had all of Bi Xiao's injuries healed, but her cultivation had even advanced by a great deal!
This...
Bi Xiao was utterly stunned. Her beautiful eyes widened as she stared blankly at the man before her.
What kind of method was this?
Bringing back the dead? The power of creation?
Even the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir personally bestowed by a saint could never possess such miraculous effects!
Who exactly... was he?
"Enough."
Lin Feng withdrew his hand as though he had merely done something trivial, his tone remaining calm.
At last, he slowly turned around and, for the first time, formally fixed his gaze on the four Chan Sect Golden Immortals who had been left aside since his arrival, each second feeling like an eternity.
"Now," Lin Feng said, a cold curve appearing at the corner of his mouth, "we can settle the score."
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