Teaching the Ancient Clan a Lesson

Chen Feng began to slow down his movements and rhythm to maximize his energy conservation.

This climb was destined to be a war of attrition.

Treating the beginning like a hundred-meter sprint would be highly unwise.

He needed to treat it like a marathon, pacing himself according to his endurance.

The formidable gravity of the White Tiger Abyss constantly dragged him downward.

Chen Feng couldn't help but admire her.

Yin Hu had actually managed to climb in such an environment for nine years.

His own body had been strengthened by the Qilin Heart-Protecting Scale, and now, with the amplification of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique,

coupled with several martial arts that achieved the unity of heaven and man, he only barely gained the ability to climb.

At the bottom of the abyss.

Yin Hu picked up the precious meat of that half Qilin in her mouth.

Grabbing the crevices Chen Feng had pierced into the stone wall, she followed in his footsteps and climbed upward.

She quickly caught up with Chen Feng and said in a displeased tone,

"Last time, I didn't bring any rations."

"This time, not only do I have the precious Qilin meat,"

"but after you, you dog of a man, die of exhaustion, you'll also be meat in my mouth."

Chen Feng smiled faintly.

This was the first time he had seen Yin Hu so frustrated.

...

The Holy Capital of Great Xia.

Yang Honghui trekked all the way.

He personally escorted the remaining two thousand-plus members of the Ancient Clan to the Holy Capital.

Along the way, the Ancient Clan members were utterly shocked.

In the past, when they listened to Zhang Bowen describe the outside world,

they had stretched their imaginations as much as possible, fantasizing about what the outside world looked like.

But when they truly saw the dazzling world outside, they realized just how lacking their imaginations were.

The Central Tower of the Wei Group in the Holy Capital.

This building, the tallest in Great Xia, had now become the headquarters of the Ancient Clan.

All the members of the Ancient Clan were gathered here.

Yang Honghui found Ye Wujiang and asked,

"President, with so many ancestors arriving, what should we do from now on?"

Ye Wujiang pointed to his ID badge and immediately corrected him,

"What President? I am now the Assistant to the Vice President."

"Call me Assistant Ye from now on."

Yang Honghui said speechlessly,

"But aren't you still the one giving us orders?"

"They don't understand anything; they don't even know the most basic traffic rules."

"How can they govern Great Xia? Isn't this just a farce?"

Ye Wujiang's face darkened.

"So what if they don't know traffic rules? Just get them a driver!"

"I don't know traffic rules either, and I still served as the General President."

"Hurry up and go back to your Kunlun City, and keep working as you did before."

Ye Wujiang recalled his youth.

He took the driving test eighteen times and still failed.

Later, he used his family's connections to get one.

As a result, his license was revoked the very first time he hit the road.

...

At the top of the Wei family's Central Tower, the Ancient Clan welcomed their first guest.

Feng Tengyun looked expressionlessly at Gu Yang in front of him.

He said in a voice devoid of emotion,

"I want to see Mr. Zhang Bowen. It is time for him to fulfill the promise he made to us."

Gu Yang hadn't expected this.

He didn't expect that the Martial Sage before him would dare to come alone.

"Mr. Bowen has already been killed by Chen Feng."

"I remember him saying that there were three Martial Sages helping him in total."

"Why are you the only one here?"

Feng Tengyun showed a rare expression of surprise.

He originally thought Zhang Bowen might still be alive.

Or that he had died in the jaws of the Flood Dragon after that battle.

But he absolutely never expected that Zhang Bowen would actually be killed by that Chen Feng.

At the same time, according to the intelligence from the Martial Arts Guild's Shadow Division, Chen Feng's vitality was not suppressed by the Kunlun Mountains.

He roughly deduced the situation.

Zhang Bowen must have encountered Chen Feng, whose vitality was unsuppressed, in the Kunlun Mountains before they were opened.

And was then killed by him.

He had to admit, Chen Feng had helped him solve a major problem.

Because if Zhang Bowen were still alive, cashing in on the promise this time might have been genuinely troublesome.

After all, Zhang Bowen didn't care about promises or reputation.

However, these Ancient Clan members before him, who had never left the Kunlun Mountains, were different.

Before coming here,

he had already used the Shadow Division informants he left behind

to figure out the true nature of the Ancient Clan members.

A bunch of naive and foolish savages.

Although they had ambition, they cared deeply about their face and pride.

They belonged to the type of people who valued dignity more than their lives.

They were not the same kind of people as Zhang Bowen at all.

Feng Tengyun continued,

"Of the other two, one I am not familiar with, and the other is in hiding."

"We don't trust the Ancient Clan, so just in case, we left behind a seed of vengeance."

"Zhang Bowen once promised us that as long as we provoked a war and completed the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice,"

"facilitating the Flood Dragon's transformation into a true dragon, and helping the Ancient Clan lift the Kunlun vitality suppression, he would impart the method of the Ageless Ever-Spring Technique to us."

"Since Zhang Bowen was your clansman, I believe you have an obligation to fulfill his promise on his behalf."

Gu Yang and a group of Ancient Clan elders all frowned slightly.

Zhang Bowen had indeed said that.

There were people from the outside world helping them complete the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice.

However, he hadn't mentioned promising anything in return.

But looking at the person in front of them, he didn't seem to be lying at all.

Moreover, a mere person who hadn't even reached the peak Martial Sage realm dared to come alone to the Ancient Clan's headquarters.

It was highly unlikely that he would risk his life just to swindle the Ancient Clan out of a cultivation technique.

But the Ageless Ever-Spring Technique was the Ancient Clan's closely guarded secret, never taught to outsiders.

This immediately put everyone present in a difficult position.

The Ancient Clan members conversed in low voices, and after deliberating for a long time,

Gu Yang finally said,

"Zhang Bowen didn't tell us about this."

"Furthermore, the Ageless Ever-Spring Technique is never taught to outsiders by the Ancient Clan."

"You can ask for another condition as a reward."

"Besides, the Ancient Clan has many other martial arts techniques for you to choose from."

Feng Tengyun said indifferently,

"Other than the Ageless Ever-Spring Technique, the other techniques are useless to me."

"There's no need to find so many excuses. I already understand what you mean."

"I just didn't expect that your Ancient Clan would be unwilling to honor Zhang Bowen's promise."

"It seems I thought too highly of your Ancient Clan's credibility."

Feng Tengyun stood up, turned around, and was about to leave.

He was immediately blocked by several Ancient Clan Martial Sages.

"What do you mean? Are you mocking our Ancient Clan for lacking credibility?"

"How dare you humiliate the Ancient Clan! You really don't know the meaning of death!"

"You simply have no regard for our more than three hundred Martial Sages."

...

Feng Tengyun looked at the several Martial Sages in front of him and said expressionlessly,

"Are you trying to feign anger out of shame, just to dispose of me now that I've outlived my usefulness?"

"If I don't leave here alive, my companion will tell everyone about the Ancient Clan's failure to keep its word."

"He will avenge me. I hope you Martial Sages can keep a constant watch over your weaker clansmen."

This undisguised threat instantly provoked a deep murderous intent in all the Ancient Clan Martial Sages.

However, Feng Tengyun's threat was also what they feared the most.

Once the members of the Ancient Clan were targeted by a Martial Sage,

their descendants would find it hard to take even a single step outside.

"How dare you threaten us with the lives of our clansmen!"

Gu Yang shouted loudly; at this moment, he too wished he could kill Feng Tengyun with a single palm strike.

But heaven only knew where the other Martial Sage was hiding.

Unless the Ancient Clan members who hadn't reached the Martial Sage realm never left their side.

Otherwise, wouldn't they, as Martial Sages, have to act as bodyguards for their clansmen every day?

How would that be any different from being trapped in the Kunlun Mountains?