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

As soon as Chu Changqing finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

Chu Feng's heart stirred, and without any hesitation, he flashed and followed.

Su Youwei, Zhuge Yue, and the others exchanged glances and immediately set off.

Deep within the city lord's mansion, in a quiet room.

The White Emperor lay on a jade bed made of millennia-old warm jade. His original ethereal and otherworldly appearance was gone, replaced by a face full of wrinkles and an undeniable air of decay, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Bai Luoxue knelt by the bed, her eyes red and swollen, biting her lip tightly to keep herself from crying out loud.

When Chu Changqing, Chu Feng, and the others entered, Bai Luoxue and Steward Zhao quickly stood up and bowed.

"Who is this?"

Chu Feng looked at the old man on the jade bed, whose breath was weak, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master Chu, this is my father, the White Emperor," Bai Luoxue introduced in a hoarse voice.

Situ Jun, who was standing next to him, sighed and recounted in detail what had happened after Chu Feng fell into a coma.

From the White Emperor forcibly emerging from seclusion, to the arrival of the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, and then to the White Emperor sacrificing his imperial essence to severely injure the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds in order to protect Chu Feng...

As Chu Feng listened to Situ Jun's account, his expression gradually darkened.

It turns out that so many things happened during the time he was unconscious.

It turns out that the White Emperor, whom he had never met before, paid such a heavy price to protect him.

He looked at the old man on the jade bed, whose life seemed to be extinguished at any moment, and felt a mix of emotions.

A feeling of "debt" began to spread in his heart.

Chu Changqing didn't say much. He walked to the jade bed, stretched out his finger, a wisp of blue light swirling around the tip, and gently touched the White Emperor's brow.

Immediately afterwards, he formed a hand seal, and mysterious runes flew out from his palms and continuously entered the White Emperor's body.

As the azure light was injected, the White Emperor's aged face seemed to regain a touch of color, and his previously weak breathing became more steady.

After an incense stick had burned, Chu Changqing withdrew his hand, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and his face turning slightly pale.

"Senior, my father..." Bai Luoxue asked nervously.

"Senior Bai Di's life has been saved for now," Chu Changqing said slowly. "However, he burned his imperial origin, and his foundation has been severely damaged. It will be extremely difficult for him to fully recover."

"unless……"

"Unless what?" Bai Luoxue pressed, as if grasping at the last straw.

"Unless we can find the legendary 'Imperial Medicine' and use its primal power to rebuild his Dao foundation," Chu Changqing said in a deep voice.

Imperial Medicine!

Upon hearing those two words, Bai Luoxue's eyes instantly dimmed.

Everyone present turned serious.

Imperial herbs are things that only exist in legends. They are the most supreme divine objects in the world. It is said that each imperial herb possesses heaven-reaching and earth-shattering power, which can drive even the greatest emperors mad.

After the ancient times, the imperial medicine has disappeared, and finding even one is extremely difficult.

"Senior Baidi was injured because of me. I, Chu Feng, will remember this kindness."

Just as everyone was silent, Chu Feng suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but unusually firm.

"I will find the Imperial Medicine!"

Chu Changqing glanced at him and shook his head: "Kid, don't oversimplify things. Since the Primordial Era, imperial medicines have become extremely rare in this world."

"Nowadays, apart from those immortal imperial families that have inherited countless eras and may still treasure one or two of them, it is only possible to find traces of them in those ancient forbidden zones that even the Great Emperors dare not easily set foot in."

"Forbidden Zone..." Chu Feng murmured to himself, his eyes growing increasingly resolute.

"Oh, right, Master!"

Just then, as if remembering something, Zhuge Yue suddenly spoke up, "You're awake, then... Sister Qingge, she..."

Chu Feng was taken aback upon hearing this. He looked around and realized that he had not seen Chu Qingge anywhere from beginning to end.

A bad feeling welled up inside me.

"Where's my sister? Where did she go?" Chu Feng asked urgently.

Zhuge Yue's eyes instantly reddened, her voice trembling with tears: "Master, after you fell into a coma, Senior Bai Di said that your divine soul essence was exhausted, and only the legendary Nine-Turn Rejuvenating Grass could save you. Sister Qingge... she went to the Heavenly Meteor Forbidden Zone all by herself..."

"What?!"

boom!

Chu Feng's mind went blank with a buzz.

Forbidden Zone of Meteorite!

He had heard the Master and others inside the coffin that buried the heavens mention that place.

It is one of the oldest and most terrifying forbidden zones in the Celestial Realm. It is rumored that even beings at the level of Great Emperors risk perishing within it!

My sister actually went into that kind of place all by herself just to save me?

"Nonsense!" Chu Feng's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and an uncontrollable anger and worry surged to the top of his head.

Chu Changqing, standing to the side, also changed his expression: "The Heavenly Meteor Forbidden Zone is a chaotic place with disordered rules and spacetime. It's also inhabited by countless terrifying creatures left over from the ancient times. Let alone her, even an emperor would have a nine-out-of-ten chance of dying if he went in! How dare she!"

An indescribable panic and rage instantly engulfed Chu Feng.

He didn't care about anything else and turned to rush out.

"I'm going to the Skyfall Forbidden Zone right now!"

"stop!"

Chu Changqing grabbed his shoulder with such force that Chu Feng was unable to break free at all.

"Are you going there now to die?" Chu Changqing said coldly. "You've just gone through a series of battles, your internal energy is in disarray, and your source of strength is depleted. Right now, you can't even unleash one-tenth of your peak strength. Even if your sister is really in danger inside, what can you do in your current state? You'll just be another one to die!"

"That's right, Chu Feng," Gu Santong also stepped forward to advise, "Calm down first. Qingge is an innate sword physique, and she's protected by an imperial weapon; she won't be easily harmed. What you should do now is recover your injuries and regain your strength!"

Chu Feng clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped from between his fingers, but he was completely unaware of it.

He knew that Chu Changqing and Gu Santong were right.

However, the thought of his sister risking her life alone in such a place made his heart feel like it was being roasted over a fire.

Just then, a burning sensation suddenly emanated from the Burial Coffin mark between his eyebrows.

Streams of incredibly pure and powerful energy, like a flood bursting its banks, poured out of the Coffin of Burial and instantly flooded into his parched limbs and bones.

That was... the primordial energy purified and transformed from the Burial Coffin after it devoured the four Quasi-Emperors, a million-strong army, three ancient Buddhas, and four Demon Emperors!

This energy came at just the right time!

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed.

He didn't insist any further, but instead found a room and began his seclusion.

"wait for me!"

He closed his eyes, his mind filled with only those two words.

Sis, wait for me!

Bao'er, wait for me!

And it was on this very day that Chu Feng went into seclusion.

News of the battle at Baidi City swept through the entire Celestial Realm like a Category 12 superstorm, and spread to all the myriad realms at an alarming speed.

The sage ruler slaughters the emperor!

With a flick of his finger, he suppressed seven quasi-emperors!

The Coffin of Burial Devours Buddha and Demon!

Each victory was enough to send chills down the spine of any sect or living being.

In a single day, Chu Feng's name completely overshadowed the brilliance of all the geniuses in the myriad realms, making him the undisputed number one among the younger generation!

In an instant, the heavens trembled and all realms fell silent.

Countless ancient lineages and slumbering monsters were disturbed.

Countless eyes, filled with greed, fear, or curiosity, were all turned toward the devastated Baidi City.

Everyone knew that a much bigger storm was brewing.

At the eye of the storm, the young man named Chu Feng was undergoing a frenzied transformation at a speed no one could have imagined.