The members of the Gu Clan had no idea what Chen Feng was planning.
But the intense aura of killing intent made it clear—
The young man before them had been provoked.
At this moment, Gu Qianqian looked at Chen Feng in shock.
She watched with her own eyes as her master’s representation of evil—the blackness—slowly expanded.
She had just heard the clan leader’s words.
Now she finally understood why her master had changed like this.
He had never truly turned bad.
It was the world that had become too corrupt.
Her master was trapped, with no choice of his own.
Gu Qianqian shouted anxiously,
“Master! The clan leader is lying to you.”
“I’m the only one in the Gu Clan recognized by the Qilin.”
“They wouldn’t harm me!”
Chen Feng glanced at his innocent, foolish disciple.
Whether what Gu Qianqian said was true or not—
After all he had been through, he had long realized that human malice had no limits.
The greatest evil in human nature was abusing one’s power to make life as difficult as possible for others.
No matter if the clan leader’s words were true or false,
He was using his status as clan leader to exploit others’ kindness and feelings for his own gain.
If Chen Feng softened his heart like before,
Today he would probably be nothing more than a lamb led to slaughter.
He looked at his young disciple and shouted loudly,
“Qianqian, I guarantee you, the clan leader’s evil far outweighs his kindness!”
His voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire place.
Gu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then quietly nodded.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to defend the clan leader.
She simply didn’t want to deceive everyone present.
The clan leader’s balance of good and evil, the size of his yin fish over his yang fish, truly surpassed the yang.
At that moment, even the old clan leader was stunned.
“Am I really a bad person too?”
His heart suddenly felt empty and hollow.
Centuries of cultivating vital energy shattered in an instant.
Everyone in the Gu Clan knew about Qianqian’s Qilin eye ability.
When she was a child, she often spoke plainly about who was good and who was bad, which was why few people wanted to play with her.
Most people couldn’t recognize their own evil, and even fewer were willing to admit it.
Some simply couldn’t accept it.
Right now, Qianqian only nodded gently,
Causing the nearly four-hundred-year-old clan leader to lose his composure.
Qianqian’s father scolded her harshly,
“You stubborn girl! How can you side with an outsider and disrespect the old clan leader?”
Qianqian lowered her head in grievance.
She knew this would bring shame to the Gu Clan.
But she didn’t want to lie to everyone present.
Seeing Qianqian so upset and unwilling to raise her head,
Chen Feng clenched his fist.
With a thunderous crash, he slammed it down on the strings of a zither.
The sound waves roared like rolling thunder, instantly spreading throughout the valley.
All the elders of the Gu Clan were blasted away.
Each of them spat blood from their mouths, clearly suffering serious internal injuries.
Chen Feng took slow steps toward Gu Qianqian, speaking helplessly,
“Although I hate to admit it, I have to say this:
Violence is the best solution to this problem.”
By the Jade Pool, the Mystic Turtle chuckled and said,
“Qianqian’s master is angry now.”
The mountain spirits and water souls in the Jade Pool transformed into Chen Feng’s figure, reenacting the scene just played out.
Meanwhile, the Spirit Crane stood on the cliff of Jade Mountain, watching everything unfold at the Gu Clan’s martial arena.
“His vitality is even stronger than last time.”
“Not sure if he’ll be able to help stop the Flood Dragon’s transformation in the future…”
…
All the young members of the Gu clan recoiled in fear, stepping back hastily.
Chen Feng’s power had far surpassed anything they could comprehend.
Only Gu Qianqian remained rooted to the spot, unmoving.
Chen Feng approached her.
With a hint of apology in his voice, he said,
“Sorry, Qianqian. Has your master turned bad again?”
Tears welled up in Gu Qianqian’s eyes.
She knew her master’s anger and dark thoughts were always because of her.
Chen Feng looked at his disciple’s tears and sighed deeply.
As her master, he was once again teaching her a lesson:
“Sometimes, in this world, there are only two kinds of people.”
“Those who bully, and those who get bullied.”
“And we have to choose which one we want to be.”
“I refuse to be bullied, and I won’t let my disciple be bullied either.”
“Remember this — never choose to be the one who gets bullied.”
Turning around, Chen Feng faced the Gu clan elders who were just getting back on their feet.
Ever since the clan leader had used Qianqian to threaten him,
Chen Feng no longer hesitated or held back.
When patience and compromise fail,
violence becomes the best option.
With a cold tone, Chen Feng said,
“Zhang Bowen is out there, preparing to attack my country.”
“He’s a Martial Saint now. I can’t defeat him.”
“But I suddenly realized, I can defeat Mr. Bowen’s clansmen.”
“However, you’re lucky — you’re also my disciple’s clansmen.”
Chen Feng didn’t spell it out directly,
but everyone understood what he meant.
With Qianqian here, they were her clansmen.
Without her, they’d just be Zhang Bowen’s clansmen.
The consequences were obvious.
Chen Feng turned back to Qianqian and said,
“Sorry, but from now on, you’ll probably be isolated in the Gu clan.”
Gu Qianqian shook her head and said,
“No one really liked hanging out with me anyway.”
“I only enjoy spending time with Qilin.”
Chen Feng wiped the tears from her face,
smiling as he said,
“Then your master will visit you often from now on.”
“I’ll even have your senior sister prepare lots of gifts for you.”
“But next time, you don’t have to pick herbs for me in the medicinal garden.”
“Master isn’t short of money anymore.”
Gu Qianqian nodded.
“Master’s leaving now. Goodbye, Qianqian!”
“Goodbye, Master!”
This time, Chen Feng didn’t hesitate because of his fear of heights.
His legs moved with the Tian Can Foot technique as he leapt off the cliff beside the training ground,
landing straight into the Jade Pool below.
After Chen Feng left, the entire Gu clan training ground fell into a long silence.
No one doubted Chen Feng’s threat.
With his strength, he could easily slaughter the Gu clan.
Gu Qianqian’s grandmother came over and pulled her small granddaughter into a warm embrace.
“You little girl, you’ve really found a powerful master this time.”
Qianqian hugged her grandmother back and nodded softly.
Meanwhile, the young members of the Gu clan were whispering among themselves.
“No wonder he defeated Mr. Bowen.”
“His cultivation method is incredibly strong. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“Could it be that the outside world has more cultivation techniques than our Gu clan?”
“I really want to go out and see the world like Mr. Bowen.”
…
The elders of the Gu clan gathered together as well.
The clan leader sighed and said,
“I underestimated this young man’s character.”
Others nodded in agreement,
“He looks no older than twenty-one or twenty-two.”
“Do outsiders all mature this quickly?”
“At first, he seemed so easy to get along with, but I didn’t expect him to be so decisive in action.”
“However, with his current strength, he probably won’t affect Mr. Bowen’s plans.”
The old clan leader quickly brightened, once again assuming the commanding presence of his position.
“No matter what, no one can stop the dragon from emerging from the floodwaters.”
“Kunlun will eventually be fully conquered, and when that day comes, under the heavens, all will belong to Kunlun.”
“Our ancient clan will break free from the shackles of our bloodline, rise to dominate the world, and escape this Kunlun prison.”
“All the new and old grudges we hold against the outside world will be settled, one by one.”
The old clan leader’s words rekindled a fiery determination in everyone’s eyes.

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