While Chu Feng was in Earth's Core seeking the Saint Master's guidance, and Lin Nuo Yi and the other four women were chatting with Wang Jing on Wuyi Mountain, several uninvited guests arrived outside Longhu Mountain.
Two elders, accompanied by four young people and a bird, came to the foot of Longhu Mountain.
The elders, a man and a woman, carried themselves with a steady, imposing air that weighed on the heart.
The four young people included both men and women. All were strikingly good-looking and possessed the distinctive bearing of Evolutionaries.
The bird's feathers were vivid, with a sheen that seemed to flow across them.
The six people and the bird stood at the foot of Longhu Mountain, gazing up at the Divine Mountain.
"Worthy of its place as Taoism's ancestral seat, a peerless mountain known as the Taoist Capital," praised Li Canghe, the elderly man.
"What a magnificent sight. It gathers the spiritual beauty of Heaven and Earth and holds peerless fortune. Across the whole Earth, few famous mountains can compare."
"That Chu Feng really is lucky to have claimed Longhu Mountain," a young man behind him said, envy in his voice.
"Maybe this is where he obtained his Legacy."
Everything Chu Feng had made many people envious.
His formidable strength, his claim to one of the finest mountains, the five peerless women who had stayed by his side through thick and thin...
He was the very image of a winner in life.
"He certainly is lucky. Under normal circumstances, what right would a native have to obtain an inheritance of that caliber?" Li Canghe nodded.
"Unfortunately, too much luck isn't necessarily a good thing. It's more than he can handle."
"I've heard Chu Feng has broken at least ten Shackles. Is that true?" another young man suddenly