The Worst-Case Scenario

On the day of the funeral, Chen Feng did not notify anyone.

He did not even tell his good friend Wang Hao.

Only his master and disciples were there.

Yet, outside the villa, hundreds of elderly people arrived.

These people completely disregarded whether their identities would be exposed.

They did not care about the Martial Arts Guild's crackdown either.

They insisted on seeing Su Yan one last time.

"I, old and useless, have come to see the group leader off on her final journey before I die!"

"We don't have many years left either. When we go down below, we will still await the group leader's orders."

"Mr. Su's ghost tomb has been opened; Miss Su can rest in peace."

"Go slowly, group leader. Your subordinates will be there soon!"

...

Chen Feng watched these members of the Devourer Club, each one crying with tears streaming down their wrinkled faces.

Then, as they were all arrested by the Martial Arts Guild's disciplinary squad that arrived upon hearing the news,

his heart grew increasingly lost.

In his mind, he had always believed

that the members of the Devourer Club were all villains who devoured others' life force to strengthen themselves.

After all, he had been attacked by the Devourer Club before.

Now, seeing these tear-soaked elderly people

who risked their own safety to bid Su Yan a final farewell,

Chen Feng suddenly realized

that his thoughts had always been preconceived. Only today did he notice the truth.

Although there were few good people in the Devourer Club,

there was no one in this world who was born evil.

No one knew what kind of despair they had experienced.

But Chen Feng knew.

Su Yan had been the savior for many of them.

The funeral ended hastily.

Chen Feng shut himself indoors.

He reflected in his heart,

thinking about how the current situation had gradually come to this point.

"If I didn't have the system, I would definitely be an ordinary nobody right now."

"Then I would never have passed the Northern Dark Divine Art to Su Yan."

"Perhaps the ending would be different now."

Chen Feng did not know how to face his father-in-law, Su Yuanshan, in seven days.

He had heard of Su Yuanshan's deeds before—

he knew his father-in-law was a true ruthless figure.

Adding to that, from what Aiden had said,

once Su Yuanshan learned that Su Yan had died to resurrect him,

there was absolutely no way he would let the matter rest.

First of all, Aiden was almost certainly doomed.

But Chen Feng did not know whether Su Yuanshan would also take his anger out on Daxia.

His biggest worry was that Su Yuanshan would vent his wrath on Daxia.

Even if Yin Hu stood in the way,

once those two clashed,

any city in Daxia would be unable to withstand it.

Perhaps the newly established capital, Tiandu, would be reduced to ruins.

And he, the so-called hero of Daxia, would be little different from a worthless dog in the presence of a Martial God.

Only after personally taking a punch from Aiden did Chen Feng realize

how enormous the gap was between a peak Martial Saint and a Martial God.

His Indestructible Golden Body, when exerted at full force,

was like a bubble before a Martial God—

shattering at the slightest touch.

Now, his blood energy had doubled,

but Chen Feng was well aware

that the gap between him and Aiden was still immense.

He probably could not even withstand a single punch from his opponent.

Based on what Yin Hu and Aiden had said before,

once someone became a Martial God,

they no longer used blood energy.

Instead, they used true essence—

the life-source power obtained after undergoing a tribulation of lightning, shedding the mortal body, and being reborn.

As for crossing the tribulation to become a Martial God,

Chen Feng knew he probably had no chance.

Becoming a Martial God required not just blood energy,

but a realm of martial arts.

His state of Heaven and Man as One was just the beginning.

Only by truly reaching a state of coexisting with heaven and earth, uniting with all things, and attaining the true realm of the Heavenly Man could he trigger the lightning tribulation.

...

On the other side,

the Martial Arts Guild was already in chaos.

Everyone was discussing how to face Su Yuanshan.

From Aiden, they had already learned of Su Yuanshan's immense power.

"If Su Yuanshan finds out, after being resurrected, that his daughter has just been killed,

that would be absolutely disastrous!"

"How can Daxia withstand Su Yuanshan's fury?"

"I suggest we voluntarily submit and shift all the blame onto that foreign devil Aiden."

"After all, it was he who killed Su Yan. It has nothing to do with us in Daxia."

A Martial Saint spoke excitedly.

He had only recently become a Martial Saint

and had not yet fully enjoyed the lofty treatment that came with the title

when he now had to face the wrath of a terrifying Martial God.

It was really hard to accept.

The Supreme Chief of the Martial Arts Guild roared in reprimand:

"When Aiden came to help, every single one of you was grateful and praised him."

"Now that something has gone wrong, you all want to shift the blame!"

"Even if Aiden hadn't been here, if we had captured the group leader of the Devourer Club,

wouldn't we still have sentenced her to death?"

The Supreme Chief's words only provoked that man further.

He immediately retorted:

"Hah... sentenced to death, you say!"

"That woman is the wife of Daxia's hero. Would you dare to sentence her to death?"

"Would Daxia's hero agree to that?"

"With the few of you combined, are you even a match for Daxia's hero?"

...

Wang Zun was usually known for his good temper,

but even he could not help losing his temper:

"Stop arguing, all of you!"

"Daxia still has the Martial God, Yin Hu!"

"And it's not just Su Yuanshan who will be resurrected."

"No one knows exactly what will happen."

"Arguing back and forth like this is useless. You'd be better off preparing for the worst."

Wang Zun, being the most senior Martial Saint among them,

still carried some weight when he spoke.

The quarreling in the meeting hall temporarily ceased.

Just then,

the door to the meeting room was pushed open.

Feng Tengyun walked in, still wearing handcuffs and leg irons.

Wang Zun frowned.

He knew that the Martial Arts Guild had many of Feng Tengyun's people,

but he hadn't expected

Feng Tengyun to be so blatant.

"What Wang Zun said is very correct."

"We really must prepare for the worst."

Feng Tengyun declared loudly.

An already irritated Martial Saint immediately slammed the table,

pointing at Feng Tengyun and barking:

"Who the hell do you think you are!"

"You're a traitor. Who gave you the right to speak here!"

Feng Tengyun paid him no mind.

Still expressionless, he continued:

"The next year will be crucial."

"If Su Yuanshan's threat remains within manageable limits,

then we choose to submit."

"If Daxia cannot withstand his anger,

then by the next Qixi Festival, on July 15th, we must do everything possible to resurrect Su Yuanshan's mortal enemy."

"Right now, we need to contact Aiden and find out which of the ghoul tombs with hexagram symbols belong to Su Yuanshan's enemies."

His words plunged everyone into deep thought.

Even the man who had been shouting at him just now

could not help pondering Feng Tengyun's words.

Wang Zun could not help but secretly admire him.

They had debated for ages without reaching any conclusion.

Yet the moment Feng Tengyun opened his mouth, he had clarified the entire course of action.

The meeting hall fell silent for a long time.

Then someone could not help but say:

"According to what the Martial God Aiden said, Su Yuanshan's greatest rival seems to be the ancestors of the Ancient Clan."

"But just a few years ago, we wiped out the Ancient Clan."

"That's..."

Before he could finish,

the Martial Saint who had earlier tried to shift blame onto Aiden spoke up again:

"The annihilation of the Ancient Clan had nothing to do with me."

"That was the fault of the Wei family and Daxia's hero."

As he spoke, he glanced furtively at Wang Zun,

forcefully swallowing the rest of his sentence.

The others couldn't help but look at this Martial Saint.

I don't understand how someone with this person's temperament could have managed to cultivate to the Martial Saint level.