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

Swish swish!

As Chu Feng's words, "That's blatant robbery," fell into a deathly silence, the entire arena fell silent.

All eyes were on Chu Feng, their eyes filled with shock.

Has this Prince Zhenbei gone mad?

To openly snatch the war slave that the young master of the Duke of Shen's mansion bought for one million taels of silver in front of so many people is not just being arrogant, it is blatantly trampling on the face of the Duke of Shen's mansion!

"you……"

Shen Yufeng's handsome face, which had been smiling, instantly turned ashen. He pointed at Chu Feng and angrily rebuked, "Chu Feng, don't be so presumptuous! Do you really think the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion of today is the same as it was back then?"

"The Prince of Zhenbei's mansion is only holding on by your old grandfather. Once he breathes his last, I wonder who will be there to back you up!"

The voice was sharp and harsh, filled with resentment.

Snapped! ! !

A crisp slap rang out without warning!

Chu Feng had taken a step forward without anyone noticing and slapped Shen Yufeng hard across the face.

The immense force sent Shen Yufeng spinning halfway around before he crashed to the ground in a sorry state. Half of his face visibly swelled up, leaving a clear five-finger mark.

"If you can't speak properly, then shut up!"

Chu Feng spat and coldly snorted.

"You...you dare hit me?"

Shen Yufeng covered her burning cheek, her mind blank.

He, the young master of the prestigious Shen State Duke's Mansion, a sixth-rank martial artist, and a rising star among the younger generation in the capital, was actually slapped in public by a universally acknowledged good-for-nothing?

The extreme humiliation instantly overwhelmed his reason!

"What are you all standing there for! Get him! I want him dead! I want him to suffer a fate worse than death!"

Shen Yufeng roared at his entourage with a ferocious expression.

The group of followers seemed to wake from a dream, and immediately roared as they charged towards Chu Feng, their bodies surging with energy, their momentum terrifying.

However, they couldn't even get within three steps of Chu Feng.

A black ghostly figure flashed past everyone's eyes.

puff!puff!puff!

A flash of cold light streaked past at incredible speed, followed by a series of dull thuds as flesh was pierced.

Puff puff……

The next second, jets of blood spurted out.

Before the group of followers could even react, they collapsed to the ground, their eyes wide open, and they were dead!

silence,

A deathly silence.

Everyone in the entire arena stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Shen Yufeng had an even more incredulous expression on his face.

His entourage were all at least second-grade martial artists, including two sixth-grade martial artists. How could they have been instantly killed?

Leng Yue glanced at Chu Feng, then pointed the blood-stained dagger at Shen Yufeng and asked, "Young Master, is he going to kill me?"

Chu Feng curled his lip and said, "Tear that stinking mouth of his to shreds, so he won't spew filth everywhere in the future."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yufeng's expression changed, and Leng Yue appeared in front of him in a flash.

But at that moment, an elderly man, well past fifty, suddenly appeared like a ghost in front of Shen Yufeng and said, "Young Master Chu, please give Yanyu Tower some face!"

Chu Feng's gaze sharpened slightly as he glanced at the man: "Are you from the Misty Rain Pavilion?"

"I am Xue Wansan, the manager of Yanyu Tower," the old man said calmly with a slight smile.

"Little brother, this guy is no ordinary person; he's a Grandmaster!"

Grandmaster!

Chu Feng felt a chill run down his spine and took another look at the seemingly ordinary Manager Xue.

The fact that even the manager is a Grandmaster-level expert shows how unfathomable the foundation of the Misty Rain Pavilion truly is.

"Since Manager Xue has spoken, I will naturally give him face." Chu Feng smiled, as if the killing just now had nothing to do with him.

After saying that, he turned to look at Da Hu, who was still standing there in a daze, and waved his hand: "You, from now on you're with me. Let's go."

"Okay!" Da Hu scratched his head, nodded honestly, and followed after him.

Chu Feng, accompanied by Leng Yue and Da Hu, swaggered away amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the entire audience.

Shen Yufeng only came to his senses after they disappeared from sight.

He glared at Xue Wansan and shouted, "Manager Xue, I paid for that war slave! Now it's been snatched away in public, and your Misty Rain Pavilion isn't going to do anything about it?"

Xue Wansan looked at him indifferently: "Young Master Shen, this is a private matter between you and Prince Chu. My Misty Rain Pavilion has no right to interfere."

Click!

Shen Yufeng clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles cracked. He stared intently in the direction Chu Feng had left, his eyes flashing with chilling hatred. Through gritted teeth, he forced out the words, "Chu Feng! If I don't avenge this, I, Shen Yufeng, swear I'm not human!"

……

Zhenbei Palace.

As soon as Chu Feng returned, he went straight to Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, bring me all the usable cultivation resources from the Prince's mansion's treasury!"

"Huh?" Uncle Fu was taken aback, somewhat confused. "Young Master, what are you going to do..."

"My father is gone. From now on, I have to take charge of this royal manor. How can I not work hard in my cultivation?" Chu Feng said seriously.

"Your Highness...you've finally seen the light?"

Uncle Fu was so excited that his voice trembled. Although he found it unbelievable, he immediately wiped away his tears and personally went to the storeroom to bring out all the cultivation resources that the Prince's Mansion had accumulated over the years.

Then, he hurried to a study in the backyard and told Chu Tianyuan about the matter.

"What?"

Chu Tianyuan, who was practicing calligraphy, was also shocked when he heard what Uncle Fu said.

"That brat, has he really been possessed? Why did he suddenly want to cultivate?" Chu Tianyuan frowned.

You know, he tried every method, from coercion to bribery, to get this brat to cultivate, but the kid refused to comply even at the cost of his life. Has the sun risen in the west today?

"Your Highness, perhaps the young master has finally come to his senses after experiencing this upheaval in the Prince's mansion," Uncle Fu guessed.

"Ah...too late!"

The light in Chu Tianyuan's eyes dimmed, and he sighed, "I wonder how much longer these old bones of mine can hold on..."

"Cough cough cough!!!"

As he spoke, he coughed violently again, and his face instantly turned even paler.

"Your Highness!" Uncle Fu's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

Chu Tianyuan waved his hand: "Don't worry, he won't die for now."

"Oh, by the way, that boy's wedding is in a few days. Send someone to deliver a letter to Tianjian Mountain. As his older sister, Qingge certainly can't miss his wedding!"

Uncle Fu nodded and said, "Understood!"

On the other side, Chu Feng looked at the mountain of pills and spiritual herbs in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.

He first selected some resources suitable for tempering the body and gave them to Da Hu. Then he asked Yao Ji for a top-level body cultivation technique and taught it to him so that he could cultivate it on his own.

He then returned to his room and closed the door.

With a thought, the Burial Coffin in his sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly.

hum!

A dark, blood-red light shot out from above his head, transforming into an invisible vortex in front of him.

The mountain of cultivation resources seemed to be drawn in by an irresistible force and were instantly swallowed up.

Immediately afterwards, streams of pure energy, refined to the extreme, flowed out from the Burial Coffin, pouring into Chu Feng's limbs and bones like a celestial river flowing backward.

Chu Feng immediately activated the Yin-Yang Creation Technique, guiding this vast energy to cleanse his meridians. His aura began to rise at an alarming speed.

No sleep for one night.

The next day, it was just getting light.

The once quiet Zhenbei Prince's Mansion was suddenly engulfed by a commotion and wailing.