Chapter 1176: 1176: Visitors from the Qin Family

Chapter 1176: Chapter 1176: Visitors from the Qin Family

Spiritual Realm Commerce Association.

Feng Wuchen’s arrival drew the attention of many, as he had come openly to the association.

Ever since the Qin family incident last time, many had learned of Feng Wuchen’s true identity.

Now that Feng Wuchen had once again come to the association, some had already recognized him, but all kept their distance, not daring to approach.

The entire Spirit Capital knew that Feng Wuchen was Wind Shadow, and Wind Shadow was Feng Wuchen. Back then, the news had spread everywhere; most people were aware.

Given that everyone already knew, Feng Wuchen didn’t bother to hide it anymore.

But what truly shocked the onlookers was that the Moon God Palace was relentlessly hunting Feng Wuchen under orders from Emperor Ling—yet he still dared to show himself publicly.

“Third Elder, Wind Shadow is in the hall; he just arrived at the association,” a maid promptly reported to Qiao Sanfeng.

“Oh? He’s here?” Qiao Sanfeng was pleasantly surprised and quickly replied, “Invite him in at once.”

“Third Elder, he’s being hunted by the Moon God Palace. If they find out he’s here at the association, then we…” The maid, full of worry, was interrupted before she could finish.

“No need to worry, just invite him in,” Qiao Sanfeng said with a faint smile, unconcerned.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen, waiting for his medicinal herbs, planned to leave immediately after picking them up. After all, the association was bustling with people, and many recognized him, which could potentially attract the Moon God Palace’s pursuit.

“Mr. Feng, the Third Elder invites you,” a maid approached Feng Wuchen and respectfully said.

The deeds of Feng Wuchen were well known throughout the Spirit Capital—his immense strength was deeply intimidating.

Thus, even the way the maid addressed him had changed to “Mr. Feng.”

“Third Elder?” Feng Wuchen looked at the maid with some surprise, secretly guessing: “That old geezer—does he want me to guide him in artifact refining again? I really don’t have the time.”

Nonetheless, since it was Qiao Sanfeng’s invitation, Feng Wuchen had no choice but to comply.

“Mr. Feng, the herbs you requested have already been prepared for you,” a maid stepped forward respectfully, handing him a storage ring.

“Thank you,” Feng Wuchen replied politely before following another maid toward the main hall.

Qin Family.

“Reporting to the Family Head, there’s word that Wind Shadow has shown up at the association!” In the mansion’s main hall, a guard rushed in with news.

“Wind Shadow? Hmph! After hiding for so long, that brat has finally appeared. Come, we leave for the association immediately!” Qin Hao’s face darkened upon hearing this.

“Father, I’m going too! I want to personally cripple that bastard!” Qin Feng, both enraged and excited, burst out, his garbled speech barely comprehensible but clear in intent.

After Qin Feng’s tongue was severed, he could no longer speak properly.

This grudge—that day’s humiliation—Qin Feng would never forget for the rest of his life.

Using Emperor Ling’s token, Feng Wuchen had suppressed the Qin family during their previous encounter. But now that his identity was exposed, the Qin family would not let him go so easily.

Led by Qin Hao, the elite experts of the Qin family were already en route to the association at full speed.

In the association’s main hall, Qiao Sanfeng personally came forward to greet Feng Wuchen, his face brimming with smiles.

“Mr. Feng, it’s been a while,” Qiao Sanfeng said with a faint smile.

“Third Elder, you know who I am and yet still dare to meet me. Aren’t you afraid of bringing trouble upon yourself?” Feng Wuchen said with a smile upon seeing Qiao Sanfeng.

“Emperor Ling wants you dead, Mr. Feng. That has nothing to do with me. While the association won’t interfere, I’ll meet whomever I choose, and not even Emperor Ling can dictate that. Please, Mr. Feng.” Qiao Sanfeng responded mildly, gesturing respectfully for Feng Wuchen to enter.

“What is it that the Third Elder seeks me for?” Feng Wuchen asked straight to the point once inside the main hall.

Qiao Sanfeng smiled and said, “A month from now, the Ling Realm will host an artifact refining conference, organized by the Artificer Guild. Many of the Ling Realm’s talented artifact refiners will participate. With your expertise in artifact refining, Mr. Feng, you could make a name for yourself.”

“I’m not interested. You do realize I’m currently a wanted man, don’t you? I’d probably be captured before I even get a chance to start refining,” Feng Wuchen waved dismissively.

“You jest, Mr. Feng. The Artificer Guild is no ordinary organization; even Emperor Ling treads lightly around it. The Moon God Palace wouldn’t dare act recklessly there,” Qiao Sanfeng said with a faint smile.

Seeing Feng Wuchen remain uninterested, Qiao Sanfeng added, “Mr. Feng, I’m also a member of the Artificer Guild. This time, the top ten participants in the refining tournament won’t just receive powerful techniques or high-grade immortal artifacts as before. Instead, they’ll gain the qualification to enter the Heavenly Tomb.”

“The Heavenly Tomb? What’s that?” Feng Wuchen asked curiously, glancing at Qiao Sanfeng.

Noticing Feng Wuchen’s intrigue, Qiao Sanfeng beamed and said, “I knew you’d be interested. The Heavenly Tomb is an ancient battleground abundant with treasures. However, it is sealed and can only be accessed by the Artificer Guild.”

“I’d wager all the good stuff will end up with the guild elders,” Feng Wuchen remarked cynically, spreading his hands.

“Not at all! The tomb is controlled by the guild’s elders, who rarely open it lightly,” Qiao Sanfeng explained with a grin.

After a pause, he continued, “Mr. Feng, this ancient battleground predates even the Heavenly Sovereign of the Dragon God Clan. Countless top-tier experts perished there—who knows what sorts of relics from ancient times lie within. Without being an artifact refiner, you’d never have a chance to explore it.”

“If that’s the case, this opportunity does seem rare indeed,” Feng Wuchen said thoughtfully, deliberating over whether to participate in the tournament.

“Exactly,” Qiao Sanfeng nodded with a smile.

“Wind Shadow! Come out and face your death!” Suddenly, Qin Hao’s roar echoed loudly through the association’s main hall, accompanied by a fierce and oppressive aura that shook the building.

“See? I knew trouble was coming,” Feng Wuchen sighed helplessly, shrugging his shoulders.

Had he taken the herbs and left immediately, the Qin family would have found no trace of him.

Qiao Sanfeng chuckled lightly, “With your current strength, Mr. Feng, the mere Qin family poses no threat. I won’t meddle in this matter.”

“…” Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes in exasperation.

“Register me for the artifact refining conference under the name ‘Feng Wuchen,'” he instructed as he exited the hall.

“Certainly!” Qiao Sanfeng responded gleefully, watching Feng Wuchen leave. He muttered inwardly, “With Mr. Feng’s unparalleled refining skills, he’ll undoubtedly astonish everyone at this conference. Let’s see who dares to look down on me then!”

Clearly, Qiao Sanfeng intended to leverage Feng Wuchen to elevate his own standing within the Artificer Guild.

With this thought in mind, Qiao Sanfeng followed Feng Wuchen out toward the association’s main hall.

At this moment, the main hall was teeming with people.

The arrival of the Qin family’s experts had attracted numerous cultivators to watch the commotion.

Soon, Feng Wuchen’s figure appeared in the hall. All eyes turned toward him, many revealing fear and apprehension in their gazes.

Upon sighting Wind Shadow, Qin Feng fumed, his incomprehensible sounds filled with spite and fury. He was desperate to tear Feng Wuchen to pieces.

“Family Head Qin, with just the strength of your Qin family, you’re far from capable of dealing with me,” Feng Wuchen sneered coldly. Having ascended to the Heavenly Monarch Realm, why would Feng Wuchen fear a mere Qin family?

“Arrogant!” an elder from the Qin family roared furiously, killing intent surging.

Feng Wuchen said icily, “Anyone willing to die, step forward!”