Xiao Family Elders Tremble! This Was Only Chu Feng's Cultivation After One Day of Entering the Dao!?

Xiao Residence.

Countless Xiao Family disciples raised their heads in unison, looking toward the sky.

The sky was filled with densely packed shadows, while the terrifying pressure permeating every corner of the residence made it difficult for them to breathe.

All the disciples seemed to have been frozen in place by a spell. They stood rigidly on the ground, staring blankly without daring to breathe too loudly.

Ten thousand flying swords hovered simultaneously above their heads, surging toward the hall like a flood descending from the heavens.

Despair, fear, horror, and countless other expressions surfaced on the faces of the Xiao Family disciples.

At that moment, all the disciples shared a single consensus.

Xiao Chuan's eyes reflected tens of thousands of flying swords. A bead of cold sweat seeped from his forehead as he spoke in a trembling voice:

"We're finished. The Xiao Family has provoked someone we never should have!"

Xiao Family Hall.

The four men stood rigid, not daring to move.

As they gazed at the ten thousand flying swords that had even blotted out the sunlight, all four were drenched in sweat. Their throats bobbed as they swallowed repeatedly, utterly unable to believe what they were seeing.

Xiao Zhan stared wide-eyed, his chest heaving violently. He could not help taking a step back as he said in a trembling voice:

"How could such terrifying might exist in this world?"

"Houtian?"

"Xiantian?"

"No, this aura actually far surpasses the Xiantian Realm..."

His gaze returned to the young man before him, and he sucked in a sharp breath:

"Could it be that he really is a Grandmaster?"

The moment those words fell, they struck the four men's chests like thunder exploding across level ground.

That conclusion was simply too hard to believe.

Yet now, the facts lay bare before their eyes.

Xiao Huohuo gazed at the sky-full of flying swords in worship, his eyes shining:

"Th-this is the Qi Refining realm!?"

"I, Xiao Huohuo, will be able to reach this level someday too!"

With that thought, Xiao Huohuo grew so excited that the corners of his mouth nearly split to the back of his ears.

Everyone in the hall wore an unsettled, shocked expression.

Only one person was different.

Chu Feng remained as calm as still water.

He swept his gaze over everyone. Seeing their dazed, even somewhat rigid expressions, he raised the corner of his mouth in a faint smile.

At the same time, the muscles tensed throughout his body slowly relaxed. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief:

They fell for it!

Immediately afterward, however, Chu Feng did not continue maintaining this extraordinary spectacle.

As his thought fell, the Rosy Glow that had filled the Xiao Family Hall and even the entire Xiao Residence abruptly vanished, withdrawn into Chu Feng's body.

Crackling!

The ten thousand flying swords simultaneously crashed to the ground before the Xiao Family Hall like rain falling from the sky.

The crisp, dense clangor of metal collisions rang out like thousands of soldiers and horses battling and slaughtering one another within the residence, making everyone tremble in terror.

The sharp clamor also pulled the others back to their senses.

Xiao Zhan came to himself and suddenly felt a trace of coolness brush across his forehead. Only after wiping it with his large hand did he realize that cold sweat had already soaked his entire body.

At once, he bowed forward and said:

"This insignificant one was blind and offended a Grandmaster. I beg the Grandmaster to forgive me."

The other Three Elders also reacted at the same time, bowing together before Chu Feng:

"We beg the Grandmaster to forgive us!"

All four bowed nervously, their terror no less intense than when they had been crushed beneath his aura earlier.

Xiao Zhan and the Three Elders all understood what consequences would follow if they angered a Grandmaster.

The entire Xiao Family might well be destroyed because of it!

Faced with the four men's pleas, Chu Feng still wore that same placid expression, as if nothing had happened. He sat down, took a light sip of tea, and nodded faintly:

"You were merely ignorant. What crime have you committed?"

"Besides, This Seat came today for my disciple. If things had turned unpleasant, it would have gone against my original intention."

Hearing this, the four men finally relaxed, gasping for breath in great gulps.

At the same time, an excited look surfaced in Xiao Zhan's eyes.

A being who could not be found even across Jiangnan Province was actually Huohuo's master.

At this thought, the elders could no longer conceal their delight, and all four turned to look at Xiao Huohuo.

Who would have thought that Xiao Huohuo, who had always been a troublemaker, had actually brought back such an exalted figure?

And an exalted figure of this highest order!

Xiao Zhan slapped Xiao Huohuo's shoulder excitedly without caring about his dignity. The force made the latter grimace in pain.

He stared at Xiao Huohuo and said regretfully:

"Huohuo, it's just a pity that you met the Immortal Master a little too late."

"Now, only three months remain of the Three-Year Pact."

"Even a Grandmaster won't be able to help you break through to the first-rate realm in three months."

Then, he chuckled again:

"But it doesn't matter even if you lose the Three-Year Pact."

"With a Grandmaster teaching you, your future achievements may not be inferior to those of the Young Sect Master of the Misty Sect."

"At the very least, you can become a Houtian realm martial artist."

"By then, you'll be able to shoulder the burden of the Xiao Family."

The Three Elders also sighed repeatedly at that moment:

"The Young Clan Leader truly has good fortune."

"With a Grandmaster teaching him, how could he fail to accomplish great things in the future?"

Amid everyone's praise and sighs, Xiao Huohuo brushed Xiao Zhan's hand away.

Under the four men's puzzled gazes, the young man gave a mysterious smile:

"Dad, how can you be so certain that I'll definitely lose to that woman three months from now?"

"And how can you be so sure that my master is merely at the ordinary Grandmaster realm?"

"Have you forgotten what my master said earlier?"

Xiao Zhan and the other three exchanged glances.

What had the Grandmaster said earlier?

Suddenly, a sentence flashed through their minds.

"I vaguely remember that when This Seat had just embarked upon the path of cultivation, although I had already made countless enemies..."

"Yet I had never even crossed hands with ants at the Xiantian Realm..."

Xiao Zhan's entire body tensed once more. He stared at Xiao Huohuo with a deep frown.

The latter understood that his father had recalled his master's words, and chuckled:

"That's right."

"Dad, what you saw just now wasn't my master's full strength. It was merely what my master achieved within a single day when he had first begun cultivating."

"Dad, compared with that Xiantian realm you've been yearning for, what do you think of this aura?"

A trace of horror flashed across Xiao Zhan's face. He hurriedly turned to look at Chu Feng.

Yet the young man merely continued calmly drinking his tea, offering no explanation.

But this simple scene alone—without Chu Feng saying a single word—made Xiao Zhan retreat several more steps. He shook his head in disbelief.

Could it be that everything Xiao Huohuo had said was true?

This power, vast as the sea, unfathomably deep, and far surpassing the Xiantian Realm, was actually only the strength this man possessed when he had first entered the path of cultivation?

How was that possible!?

It was not only Xiao Zhan. Even the Three Elders standing behind him wore equally incredulous and disbelieving expressions.

But then, the faint yet terrifying aura around Chu Feng that made him feel pressured brought Xiao Zhan back to his senses. He lowered his head and fell into thought:

"With a Grandmaster's strength, there's no need for him to deceive us."

"Could it be that there truly are Celestial Beings in this world?!"