Upon hearing this, Chu Yunfei's lips curled up slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes:
He was naturally certain.
Chu Yunfei stood up, his black robe fluttering even without wind, his gaze as cold as an abyss:
"Because he knows my temperament, knows that I am not one to swallow my pride, and knows that I, Chu, am determined to get that dog's head of Nangong Wuhen."
Even assuming we take a step back...
A terrifying killing intent surged deep within Chu Yunfei's eyes:
"Even if I could truly swallow this anger and remain inactive, he still holds onto his last trump card."
"Princess Ling Xueyao of the Great Qian Dynasty... is still in his hands."
"If I don't get involved, he can use Xueyao as leverage, or even use her to force me into the game."
The council hall fell silent once again.
Qin Yangui and Wen Daoyuan exchanged a glance, both seeing the heaviness and helplessness in each other's eyes.
His weakness was firmly held in someone's grasp.
This is no longer a choice; it's a kill order.
Even knowing that what lay ahead was a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, Chu Yunfei had no choice but to jump in.
But.
To everyone's surprise, Chu Yunfei's face showed no sign of anger at being outmaneuvered.
Instead, he was... laughing.
That smile was extremely cold, even carrying a hint of chilling excitement.
Ling Zhantian thought he was playing chess in the heavens, having laid this inescapable trap, treating him like a turtle in a jar, to be manipulated at will.
But he didn't know...
For others, the secret realm is the arena where victory or defeat is decided.
But for Chu Yunfei, who possessed the Divine Cauldron of Heavenly Mandate and desperately needed resources...
That wasn't a deadly trap at all.
That was clearly a super hunting ground filled with rare and precious materials, the flesh and blood of countless cultivators, and massive amounts of cultivation resources...
The more people who want to kill him, the more resources they will send.
Ling Zhantian, in his self-righteousness, tore open this opening, thinking he had pushed Chu Yunfei into a desperate situation.
He had no idea that he had personally handed Chu Yunfei a knife powerful enough to sever his own head.
Wen Jiao's eyes were full of worry, and she couldn't help but step forward and grab Chu Yunfei's arm:
"My lord... this matter is extremely dangerous. Are you really determined to go in? You should think it over carefully."
Chu Yunfei grasped her icy hand in return, a wild smile playing on his lips:
"Don't worry, my Jiao'er."
"I'm in this round."
"Since that damned emperor is so considerate, going to such lengths to prepare such a grand gift for me..."
A dark golden light flickered in Chu Yunfei's eyes as he spoke with a cold laugh:
"Then how could I, Chu Yunfei, possibly let him down?!"
The people in the hall were deeply shaken.
For a moment, everyone was stunned and speechless, overwhelmed by the arrogant and domineering aura emanating from Chu Yunfei.
After a long silence, Qin Yangui sighed softly and pondered:
"Since Young Master Chu has made up his mind, I will not interfere further. However, there is one thing you must be extremely careful about."
Chu Yunfei looked at her. "Senior Qin, please speak."
Qin Yangui's expression was very serious, and she lowered her voice:
"Based on the intelligence I have, this competition is no small matter; not only have all the sect leaders come..."
Qin Yangui's gaze was sharp, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Secretly, even several Dao Mysterious Realm Supreme Elders from various sects... quietly arrived in the imperial city."
The Dao Mysterious Realm has personally arrived!
Wen Daoyuan and Wen Buqi both shuddered at the same time.
Qin Yangui looked at Chu Yunfei and earnestly instructed him:
"In your actions within the secret realm, remember to guard against the fierce counterattacks of the various powerful sects."
"However, Young Master Chu need not be overly alarmed."
A cold smile crept across Qin Yangui's lips:
"After the competition concludes tomorrow, I will personally announce the list of all sects colluding with the Blood Baleful Intent Tower at a crucial moment!"
"By then, the top leaders of each faction will be too busy to care for themselves, and internal strife and even massive purges will inevitably erupt. Even if someone wants to harm you, they will find it extremely difficult to spare all their energy for it."
"If it really gets to the point where it can't be resolved..."
This most senior expert of the Heavenly Edict Sect had an unwavering gaze:
"I... will absolutely not stand idly by."
Wen Daoyuan, seated at the head of the table, also rose to his feet, flicking his sleeves and saying boldly:
"Don't worry, young friend Chu. Although my Pill Pavilion doesn't participate in disputes, when it comes to my son-in-law Wen Daoyuan's affairs, my Wen Family patriarch will step in to protect you."
Hearing the leaders of two top powers make such a solemn promise to his face, Chu Yunfei's heart was also stirred.
Without any pretense of politeness, he clasped his hands in a fist and bowed respectfully to Qin Yangui and Wen Daoyuan:
"I will always remember the kindness of you two seniors."
Thank you!
Even with his current trump cards, if he really gets into a desperate situation, he can simply reveal them.
However, with the Heavenly Edict Sect and the Pill Pavilion providing cover on his outer flanks, he would have far fewer worries about his rear.
Afterwards, the group discussed the specific details of tomorrow's competition in the hall for half an hour before solemnly dispersing.
Before long, Chu Yunfei returned to the back room alone.
The door had just closed.
Chu Yunfei let out a long sigh of relief. He was about to take off his black robe and sit down cross-legged, seizing the last moments to adjust himself to his peak condition.
Sudden!
Knock knock knock!
A rapid and frantic knocking suddenly erupted outside the door without warning.
Chu Yunfei's brows furrowed sharply.
Who is so lacking in propriety?
With a slight movement of his divine sense, he scanned the outside through the door panel.
Under the corridor outside the door, a figure in a black dress stood there, looking flustered.
It was the Yao Yue.
Chu Yunfei's eyelids twitched violently.
What's gotten into this stupid fox now?
His mind was now filled with plans for tomorrow's grand competition, and he had no time to entertain this dim-witted Demon Race princess.
Chu Yunfei took a deep breath, suppressing his irritation, and flung open the door, saying coldly with an annoyed expression:
"Witch, what are you doing here again?"
"I'm very busy right now, I don't have time to spend with you..."
However, Chu Yunfei hadn't finished speaking.
Standing outside the Yao Yue's eerie purple eyes suddenly erupted with an unprecedented ecstasy and excitement.
She disregarded their earlier unpleasantness, grabbed Chu Yunfei's arm tightly, almost pressing herself against his chest, and screamed impatiently:
" Chu Yunfei!!"
"I've got it! I've got it!"
Yao Yue blushed with excitement and grabbed his sleeve, shaking it wildly.
"Just now, within the meridians of my body... a wisp of demonic power truly began to revive on its own!"
"Your secret method worked! You didn't lie to me!!"
Chu Yunfei: "..."
Chu Yunfei's lips twitched violently as he looked at the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him, whose face was full of excitement. He almost turned to stone on the spot.
Before Chu Yunfei could recover from this utter absurdity...
Yao Yue abruptly turned to the side, ran into the inner room, turned back to look at him expectantly, and urged him urgently:
"Quick! Strike while the iron is hot!!"
"Keep using your secret methods to provoke me!"
Chu Yunfei: "???"