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626: I Read Spring and Autumn Annals 626: I Read Spring and Autumn Annals “You are the top of the Divine Gift List, Chen Feng!”

“No!

Chen Feng is a disciple of the master of Lanyan Royal School, having reached Divine Realm.

Why do you only have the peak of Saint Stage?”

The leading Iron Blood Pavilion cultivator stared intently at the black-clad figure before him, one hand stealthily moving behind his back, holding a talisman, ready to activate it to escape.

He didn’t care whether the other was really Chen Feng or not.

He only cared if he could escape.

If the other was Chen Feng, in front of a Divine Realm powerhouse, even activating the great teleportation talisman in his hand would be useless.

But all signs indicated that this hidden figure, while strong, was not ridiculously powerful.

If he and his group couldn’t defeat the opponent, they could temporarily retreat, and after returning to Iron Blood Pavilion, he could invite one or two guardians and elders to deal with a peak Saint Stage genius easily.

Even if the other had a great background, Iron Blood Pavilion couldn’t act easily, but capturing the other still offered the chance to gain some benefit.

“Is the peak of Saint Stage cultivation really low?”

Chen Feng, revealing his true form, awkwardly touched his nose.

He had thought that upon hearing his name, the other would flee in panic.

Instead, the opponent not only didn’t flee but also questioned his cultivation, making the atmosphere he had deliberately created seem rather unrefined!

The reason he only had the peak of Saint Stage cultivation wasn’t that he could suppress his realm to show off, but because he truly only had the peak of Saint Stage cultivation.

This was merely an avatar of his.

Since receiving the One Breath Into Three Clarity teachings from Gu Lan, he had learned to create countless avatars, roaming the Six Realms.

However, because his strength wasn’t sufficient and he hadn’t severed the good and evil dual corpses, the strength of each avatar was weaker than the last.

An avatar at the peak of Saint Stage was already a relatively strong one for Chen Feng.

Many of his avatars were only at King Stage, with some even below King Stage.

Thus, his countless avatars truly roamed the Six Realms, with each experiencing numerous dangers and trials, undergoing tempering.

Unlike Gu Lan, who could become an otherworldly sage, he was far from experiencing that.

“Feeling guilty!”

“Sure enough, this guy is just using Chen Feng’s name to scare people!”

“Fortunately, we weren’t fooled by him, or we would have all had to stay here!”

Seeing Chen Feng’s reaction, the leading Iron Blood Pavilion cultivator immediately felt hope arise in his heart.

He did not hesitate to activate the great teleportation talisman behind him.

Spatial fluctuations instantly erupted from within a radius of three meters around him.

The Iron Blood Pavilion disciples within that range showed surprise on their faces.

Those outside the range began to curse loudly.

“Fellow disciples, there is only this one great teleportation talisman, it can’t save everyone, but don’t worry, once I return to the sect to bring reinforcements, I will definitely avenge you!”

The leading Iron Blood Pavilion cultivator spoke mournfully.

However, what greeted him was still a barrage of harsh curses.

“No wonder you are surrounded by your own people; you’ve long intended to abandon us!

Since we’re all going to die, no one should expect to live!”

Realizing the reason behind their predicament, the Iron Blood Pavilion disciples outside the teleportation range ceased their desperate resistance, stopping their efforts to use iron sand to block the sword energy.

In an instant, the Iron Blood Net in midair collapsed completely.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng’s eyes were instead calm, showing no signs of concern.

Long before he created countless avatars to temper his mind, he had already seen the coldness among cultivators, that selfishness was their true nature.

The world was so vast, yet there was only one Lanyan Royal School.

In the Nine Heavens of Immortal Realm, there were not many from the Nine Heavens Alliance.

The longer one lived, the higher one’s cultivation, the more afraid of death one became.

“Master, I have begun to enter Confucianism.”

“The first book I read is Spring and Autumn Annals!

“Repeatedly behaving impolitely will inevitably lead to retribution—”

Chen Feng suddenly shouted, and the wooden sword before him released thousands of sword energies once again.

That sword energy transformed in the air into armored cavalry, charging into the spatial fluctuations caused by the great teleportation talisman with a spirit of fighting to the death.

“No!”

The leading Iron Blood Pavilion cultivator let out a desperate roar, still having no effect; he was just a step away from teleporting away, but ultimately failed to escape.

Before Chen Feng, who fused the sword path with Confucianism, no Iron Blood Pavilion cultivator could withstand.

The merging of the two paths, though merely in its infancy, was already sufficient for Chen Feng to be the top of the Divine Gift List among the top ten rankings.

Of course, this was also because the rankings were generally set for young cultivators with less than five hundred years of cultivation time, with not many Divine Realm cultivators included.

Otherwise, the rankings would be even more competitive.

As for why Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan did not appear on the list, the reason was simple: this list was drafted by Gu Lan, so naturally, he could arrange it however he pleased.

Moreover, if they were truly considered for the rankings, it would indeed be somewhat unfair.

The various races of the Six Realms had never contemplated this matter.

In their minds, Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan could not possibly have less than a hundred years of cultivation time.

Even if that were the case, they were definitely reincarnations of ancient powers.

As for Mu Yuyan’s reincarnation, it goes without saying; her Snow Clan identity had already been known to many forces, and there were Snow Clan disciples appearing in Lanyan Royal School.

The Snow Clan’s resurgence was no longer a secret.

As for Gu Lan’s reincarnation, it was the focus of discussion among many forces.

Some said Gu Lan was the reincarnation of an ancient Confucian sage, some said he was the reincarnation of the Taoist ancestor, and others claimed he was the reincarnation of the Buddha.

In short, all factions wanted to draw Gu Lan into their ranks to enhance their glory.

Even the currently rising Anti-Heaven League was no exception.

While shouting to weaken Lanyan Royal School, they also praised Gu Lan, with many young cultivators even idolizing him.

However, they were unable to join Lanyan Royal School for various reasons, hence their love turned to hatred, joining the Anti-Heaven League.

When one integrates into a group, the group only has one voice, and all sorts of strange behaviors can occur.

Just like what happened in Icebound Mountain, where many knew it was very dangerous and likely a cave left by some powerful being.

Some even knew it was the place where Gu Lan and Mu Yuyan were in seclusion to recover, yet still, cultivators ventured in for opportunities, never fearing that death might befall them.

Before disaster struck, everyone thought they were the luckiest.

Unless that day truly arrived before them.

“Master, I will not let anyone disturb your seclusion before you exit!”

Dressed in black, Chen Feng stood in the vast snowy field, blood-red flowers blooming at his feet, appearing extraordinarily striking.