I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

The Demon Suppression Tower, ninth floor.

Unlike any of the eight floors below, there is no gloom, no bloodshed, and no violence or resentment here.

Chu Feng's first impression upon entering this place was its eerie silence.

The ninth floor is not a large space. In the center, there is a simple stone table and two stone stools.

A man was sitting on a stone bench, drinking his wine by himself.

He looked very young, with a handsome face, but his stubble gave him a somewhat unkempt and disheveled appearance. He wore a faded white shirt, and his right sleeve, empty, swayed lightly in the wind, creating a stark contrast with his left hand, which was calmly drinking.

Chu Feng was somewhat surprised that the person on the ninth floor was such a young man with a missing arm.

"Little brother, don't be fooled by his appearance," the enchantress's voice echoed in his mind. "This guy... is very strong! Stronger than anyone you've met before!"

Just as Chu Feng was exchanging words with the demones, the one-armed man raised his head.

When he saw Chu Feng, a ripple finally appeared in his usually calm eyes.

"Interesting. You're the first person to set foot here since I arrived." His voice was calm, with a hint of drunken hoarseness.

"Who are you?"

Chu Feng looked at him as well and asked.

"A name is just a label." The one-armed man poured himself another glass of wine, downed it in one gulp, and said, "I'm just a cripple who wants to end my days here. You don't need to care about me. Go."

He directly told them to leave, seemingly unwilling to say anything more.

"Crippled?" Chu Feng's gaze fell on his empty right arm.

The enchantress's voice rang out again: "This man possesses exceptional talent, a born swordsmanship genius. Unfortunately, his right arm was severed, clouding his swordsmanship and causing him to develop inner demons, leading him to despair and imprison himself here. Little brother, if you can subdue him, he will be a great asset to you!"

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed. He looked at the one-armed man in front of him and suddenly said, "You've lost your right hand, but you still have your left, right?"

The one-armed man paused slightly in the hand holding the wine glass.

"To willingly degenerate is no different from being a walking corpse." Chu Feng's voice was not loud, but every word was piercing.

The one-armed man was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: "What do you know? A sword cultivator without his right hand to wield the sword, what's the difference between him and a piece of trash?"

His laughter was filled with endless bitterness and sorrow.

"Who told you that sword cultivators can only wield swords with their right hand?" Chu Feng retorted. "And who told you that you can't practice swordsmanship without your right hand?"

The one-armed man suddenly looked up and stared intently at Chu Feng.

"True swordsmanship is the unity of man and sword; the sword is man, and man is sword! If you have a sword in your heart, everything can become a sword! What does it matter if you have hands or not!"

Her words, each one a gem, struck the man's heart like a thunderbolt.

He froze, staring blankly at Chu Feng, muttering to himself.

Man and sword as one...the sword resides in the heart...

He muttered to himself, and for the first time, a violent fluctuation appeared in his lifeless eyes, as if something was about to burst forth from the ground.

Chu Feng pressed his advantage, his voice carrying an undeniable allure: "Here I possess a supreme sword technique that I can bestow upon you. If you are willing to cultivate it, you will not only rediscover the way of the sword, but also elevate your swordsmanship to a level you have never imagined."

"You...the cultivation technique you gave me, is it really that powerful?"

At the same time, Chu Feng quickly asked Yao Ji in his mind.

The demoness just gave him a sword technique and asked him to teach it to this person, which might be able to move him.

"Of course!" the enchantress smugly snorted. "This is a treasure I extracted from the soul of that self-proclaimed Peerless Sword Master I killed back then! You got a bargain, kid!"

The man was still muttering in a daze, "Can...can I really...learn swordsmanship again?"

"There's nothing wrong with that!" Chu Feng declared resolutely. "Haven't you heard the saying, 'Man can conquer nature'?"

He flicked his finger, and a golden light entered the man's brow.

It was a vast and profound treatise on swordsmanship, mysterious, domineering, and filled with the supreme sword intent to annihilate everything.

The man received it for only a moment before his body began to tremble violently. His dim eyes burst forth with an unprecedented light—shock, ecstasy, and the excitement of seeing a glimmer of hope in despair!

He suddenly stood up, knelt down on one knee solemnly in front of Chu Feng, and performed a grand salute.

"Bai Zijun, thank you so much for bestowing this magic upon me, young master! This kindness is like being given a second life!"

"This skill of mine isn't something given away for nothing," Chu Feng said, accepting the bow without hesitation.

Bai Zijun raised her head, her eyes no longer showing dejection, but only determination and resolve.

"From this day forward, Bai Zijun is willing to follow you closely, young master, and will obey your every command, even unto death!"

Chu Feng nodded in satisfaction and helped him up.

"Very well, now it's time for us to go out."

……

The night was as deep and still as water.

Outside the Demon Suppression Tower, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Tianming, along with the three remaining commanders of the Imperial City Guard and hundreds of elite troops, surrounded the Black Tower.

He stared at the silent, colossal tower before him, his brow furrowed.

Just an hour ago, a terrifying aura shot up from the tower, causing the sky and earth to change color. Even His Majesty, who was far away in the palace, was alarmed and ordered to come and investigate.

But when he arrived, he found that everything had returned to calm, and that aura had vanished without a trace.

"Commander, what exactly happened inside this tower? That aura... it's truly terrifying!" a commander said, still shaken.

"I don't know." Tianming shook his head, his eyes flashing with an uncertain light. "However, I suppose Chu Feng should have already turned to ashes. Perhaps it was some old monster in the tower breaking through, causing this strange phenomenon."

He had this guess in his mind, but that inexplicable unease lingered.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

boom--!!!

An unprecedentedly loud explosion emanated from inside the Demon Suppression Tower!

The giant gate, forged from an unknown metal and engraved with countless reinforcing runes, which was said to be unbreakable even by terrestrial immortals, shattered instantly!

Countless pebbles, accompanied by terrifying gusts of wind, shot out in all directions!

"Oh no! Retreat immediately!"

Tianming and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they all retreated hastily.

When the smoke cleared, everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them.

Three figures slowly emerged from the broken gate.

The leader was a young man dressed in black, his hands in his pockets, a playful smile on his face. His handsome face looked both sinister and beautiful in the moonlight.

If it's not Chu Feng, then who is it!

Behind him, on his left, followed a stunningly beautiful woman with a captivating figure and alluring eyes. On his right stood a one-armed man dressed in white, his expression cold yet impossible to ignore.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Tianming's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He pointed at Chu Feng, his voice trembling, "You... how could you still be alive?! And you even came out of there?!"

The rest of the Imperial City Guard were also completely dumbfounded.

The Demon Suppression Tower is a forbidden place where the most vicious and evil demons of the Great Qian Dynasty are imprisoned. Since the founding of the country, no one has ever left after entering!

Today, someone actually walked out of there...?

This completely overturned their understanding!

"I told you, I would come out and 'thank' you." Chu Feng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, as he looked at Tian Ming's ghost-like expression.

Tianming forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart. Although he did not know how Chu Feng had survived, he was, after all, the Governor of the Imperial City Guard, representing imperial power.

He snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "Hmph! I don't care what kind of sorcery you used! But your unauthorized destruction of the tower and escape from prison is an even greater crime! Today, I, the governor, will rightfully send you on your way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his terrifying aura of the Profound Realm erupted, and he swayed as he was about to attack Chu Feng.

However, Chu Feng merely raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently.

"Kneel down."

Two words, written lightly, yet they seem to contain the profound truth of the universe that words can be applied to anything.

boom!

An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended instantly, like countless divine mountains!