Everyoneâs gaze turned to Lin Feng and Xue Zangxian. Now, Xue Zangxian wanted Lin Fengâs seat because it would allow him to sit beside Fenng Yaorao, but would Lin Feng give up his seat to Xue Zangxian?
If he were to obediently give up his seat, it would naturally be a matter of losing face, but what if he doesnât?
The two sides already had grievances, and now that Xue Zangxian has not made a move, should Lin Feng feel fortunate? What if he enrages Xue Zangxian again? If Xue Zangxian acts, can Lin Feng withstand Xue Zangxianâs wrath?
People have heard of Lin Fengâs extraordinary methods, but they havenât seen them.
Because they havenât seen it, they hold a skeptical attitude about Lin Fengâs true level of strength.
Even if Lin Feng is indeed very strong, can he compare with the Supreme Heavenly Pride, Xue Zangxian?
Obviously not. During the last Heavenly Pride battle, Xue Zangxian had already cemented his status.
And Lin Feng?
Even if he is a newly risen Heavenly Pride, how could he possibly be compared to Xue Zangxian, who established his position as Supreme Heavenly Pride many years ago?
Yielding the position, although somewhat disgraceful, is undoubtedly the best choice.
Because it can avoid further conflict with Xue Zangxian.
But it was clear that Lin Feng thought differently from those Demon Clan cultivators; his grievances with Xue Zangxian could not be resolved, so there was no need to spare this personâs face.
"This is my seat!"
Lin Feng said calmly.
"I said, Iâm interested in this seat, do I have to repeat myself?" Xue Zangxianâs face immediately darkened.
"Iâm interested in the jade pendant at your waist," Lin Feng said calmly. "So, should you give it to me?"
"You should feel fortunate that I havenât killed you immediately, and yet you dare to bandy words with me? Truly unaware of death." Xue Zangxian said indifferently.
"Kill me? Iâm afraid you donât have the skill." Lin Feng replied calmly.
"Then come out and see if I have the ability to crush you." Xue Zangxianâs expression turned malicious; even his deep scheming couldnât suppress his anger now, as Lin Feng made him feel humiliated.
"This is a gathering place, not a private dueling ground. If Brother Xue wants to fight, then Iâll have to ask you to leave," Jin Shengyuan said with indifference.
"Jin Shengyuan, so disrespectful, who gave you the courage?" Xue Zangxian, relying on his status as Supreme Heavenly Pride, was extremely arrogant, disregarding even Jin Shengyuan, though his power was indeed much greater than Jin Shengyuanâs.
"Such arrogance, acting so pompously in someone elseâs house, donât you think itâs rather inappropriate?" Princess Xuue Yao walked in from outside.
Many stood up to salute Princess Xuue Yao.
Xue Zangxian waved his sleeve and said, "In this world, strength reigns supreme. Moreover, this is the Roc King Clan Land, not Jin Shengyuanâs territory. What right does a mere junior like Jin Shengyuan have to expel us?"
Xue Zangxianâs words carried disdain for Jin Shengyuan. With Xue Zangxianâs power, unless he wished to leave, it wouldnât be easy for anyone to drive him away, as Xue Zangtianâs cultivation was too powerful.
Jin Shengyuanâs expression naturally turned terribly unpleasant; Xue Zangtian had thoroughly angered him.
Xue Zangxianâs arrogant demeanor also filled Jin Shengyuan with frustration, but this was the reality of the world; strength decides all.
Princess Xuue Yao said calmly, "Have you never heard the phrase âdonât belittle the young for being poorâ? Jin Shengyuan is a few years younger than you; anything could happen in the future."
"Is that so? I hope to see that day." Xue Zangxian said with contempt.
He didnât continue to target Lin Feng and returned to his seat, raising his cup and drinking a glass of wine.
Princess Xuue Yao also sat down. The gathering did not erupt into chaos because of her presence.
Princess Xuue Yao had a very unusual status, as the last Great Emperor of the Demon Clan came from the Phoenix Clan, only a mere hundred thousand years ago.
The Emperorâs Power from that Great Emperor still lingered, making all Demon Clan tribes immensely wary of the Phoenix Clan.
"Princess, regarding the Demon Emperor Holy Embryo..." someone began, intending to ask about the Demon Emperor Holy Embryo but stopped after realizing Princess Xuue Yao might not support extracting the Demon Emperor Holy Embryo from Little Moon and quickly fell silent.
Princess Xuue Yao said, "I know what youâre thinking. Regardless of whether to extract the Demon Emperor Holy Embryo, all Demon Clan tribes should avenge the deaths of Grandma Chu Yun and others."
The others fell silent because this matter was not for them to decide. If possible, they wouldnât want to get involved; after all, in their eyes, what did Grandma Chu Yunâs death have to do with them?
Lin Feng suddenly had a thought; it seemed that Princess Xuue Yao and others intended to use the Demon Clan tribes against the Three Mansions of the Southern State.
But he didnât know their specific plan; it would depend on the discussions among the various Demon Clan forces.
The gathering dispersed late into the night. Xue Zangxian glanced coldly at Lin Feng and sneered, "Walk in the night too much, and somethingâs bound to happen sooner or later."
Lin Feng naturally understood the implication and said indifferently, "No need to trouble yourself."
The Evil Demon Dragon looked at Lin Feng with a meaningful gaze, then left with Xue Zangxian.
Lin Feng frowned; these two were odd. Rumor had it they came to kill him, but they hadnât acted.
"Could it be they donât want to act within the Demon Clan Territory? Do they think acting here will be stopped? Is it too hard to kill me here, so they plan to try elsewhere?"
Lin Feng pondered slightly, feeling this was very possible.
The crowd dispersed one after another, and Lin Feng also headed to his residence. As night descended, a cool breeze swept by, and when Lin Feng was almost home, a fragrance wafted over; Fenng Yaorao approached.
"Was the Immortal waiting for me?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.
"If I wasnât waiting for you, then who else?" Fenng Yaorao said softly.
She spoke directly, not hiding her feelings.
"Do you remember I said Iâd propose after reaching the Yin Yang Realm? I havenât forgotten." Lin Feng looked at Fenng Yaorao.
"Haha, are you not afraid my father will throw you out if you propose?" Fenng Yaorao laughed charmingly.
Lin Feng reached out and directly embraced Fenng Yaoraoâs slender waist, laughing, "I havenât gone yet, how would I know Iâd be thrown out? Maybe they will like me a lot."
"Let go." Fenng Yaoraoâs pretty face blushed slightly, and she gently struggled.