Chapter 1205: Battlefield Storm

Jin Lin was tall and slender, with skin as white and radiant as snow. She had long legs, a slender waist, and a curvaceous figure. Her long golden hair flowed around her beautiful face, which was contorted with shock and fury.

"Cao De!" Jin Lin shrieked, utterly mortified and furious. She couldn't believe she had been captured, bound, and made a prisoner.

The most infuriating thing was that Cao De, the man who made her eyes blaze with fury, was actually sitting on her. This was intolerable. She struggled fiercely, determined to break free!

After the Golden Qilin transformed into human form, it naturally shrunk rapidly. Chu Feng descended with her, and seeing her attempt to break free, he immediately suppressed her.

Chu Feng glowed with a solemn, majestic aura. He remained in a cross-legged position, radiating divine light like a holy monk. Divine rings appeared around him, enveloping his body, making him seem like a celestial stele pressing down.

With a thud, Jin Lin let out a muffled groan. The force of the suppression caused her body immense pain, as if her bones were about to break.

She was bound by a Spirit-Binding Rope that confined her body. It wouldn't loosen as her body shrunk; instead, the more she struggled, the tighter it became.

As the Golden Qilin shrunk into human form, Chu Feng essentially slammed down from mid-air, using terrifying energy to sit directly on her spine.

At this moment, Jin Lin's curvaceous body was only protected by a thin layer of golden inner armor. Her slender waist had no protection at all, and the impact nearly broke it, causing her to almost faint.

"Bastard!"

She was truly shocked, angry, and mortified. So many people were nearby, many of whom she knew, and most were Quasi-Saints. To be suppressed like this under everyone's gaze was utterly shameful.

Many people were stunned and speechless. This was the eldest daughter of the Mutated Qilin clan; how could she be defeated so miserably?

She was exceptionally graceful and of peerless beauty, a top-tier Quasi-Saint. Yet, she had been captured and made a prisoner.

"Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, fiend! Why don't you surrender?" Chu Feng said with an utterly serious expression, then he slapped the Qilin on the head.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. Who dared to treat the eldest daughter of the Mutated Qilin clan like this? Her brother, the third-ranked expert among the Divine-level beings, would fight to the death and tear the offender apart.

In truth, Chu Feng really wanted to grab his spiked club and give her a hard whack, thinking, "You're captured alive and still dare to provoke?" However, considering that several God Kings and Quasi-God Kings nearby were watching his every move with glowing green eyes, he restrained himself somewhat.

"My heavens, my old eyes aren't playing tricks on me today, are they? What am I seeing?" someone exclaimed.

At this moment, war correspondents, having heard the news, appeared. Their various cameras and recording equipment clicked and whirred, capturing every moment.

Chu Feng stood up and lifted Jin Lin, casually preparing to toss her aside to rejoin the Glimmering Snail and the Verdant Gold Orchid as fellow prisoners.

"Hello, Mr. Cao. I'm a reporter from Taiyi Newspaper, the highest-circulating newspaper in the Yang Realm," one asked. "Is it true that you alone defeated three Quasi-Saints and several Golden Body level geniuses? Also, Ms. Jin Lin, what are your thoughts on Mr. Cao?"

Chu Feng noticed that after briefly questioning him, the reporter turned to Jin Lin, asking for their opinions. It felt like they were deliberately trying to create intense emotional conflict to ignite a hot topic.

Therefore, he ignored them.

Jin Lin was trembling with rage. Her pale skin was taut, and the hairs on her body stood on end. She was incandescent with fury; to be bound and lying on the ground as a prisoner in this state was incredibly humiliating. And to be photographed and interviewed? When the newspapers came out tomorrow, it would surely cause a huge uproar.

At this moment, the red sun was setting in the west, leaving only a sliver of evening glow.

Jin Lin was emotionally agitated and trembling, angry yet also worried. Her face was blood-red, more vivid than the sunset clouds.

At this point, more people rushed in, shouting, "Our Tonggu Newspaper is actually the top-selling newspaper in the Yang Realm, Mr. Cao! We want to interview you!"

"Hello, Mr. Cao, I'm a reporter from Paradise Morning Post..."

War correspondents from all major newspapers and periodicals rushed over, each more excited than the last, their eyes glowing green with excitement. This was definitely explosive news. They all took photos, surrounding Chu Feng and the prisoners on the ground.

"Excuse me, Mr. Mitian, how did you get injured?"

"Go away! Can't you see I'm lying here, unable to move?" the monkey snarled, baring his fangs. "I warn you, if you break my tail, I'll annihilate your three clans!"

He was utterly infuriated. To be surrounded and gawked at in such a humiliating state. "Am I a performing monkey?" he thought, then spat, realizing it was indeed true.

Chu Feng immediately admonished and warned the reporters, saying, "He's injured, don't crowd him! Didn't you hear him say that a certain tail is broken? If it affects his lineage in the future, you will be held entirely responsible, and the Six-Eared Macaque clan will not forgive you!"

"What? A broken tail will affect his lineage?" someone exclaimed. "Could it be an injury similar to castration?"

It must be said, this group of reporters had vivid imaginations, and they immediately became excited.

When the monkey heard this, his face instantly turned green, then purple. Finally, even his eyes, which usually shone golden, began to emit dark light. He roared, "Let's see who dares to report this nonsense! And Cao, how dare you set me up!"

The Six-Eared Macaque's temper exploded. He roared, telling the reporters to get lost.

Then, the clicking and whirring sounds continued unabated. This group of reporters filmed from all angles, documenting this historic moment, completely ignoring his protests.

"Excuse me, Mr. Peng Wanli, what happened to all your golden feathers?"

Someone targeted the Golden-winged Great Peng, driving him crazy. He was now completely bald. He had originally intended to feign death and then escape, but he, too, had become a prime target.

"Get lost! I'm the young lord of the Golden Falcon clan, look closely!" Peng Wanli shouted.

"Mr. Peng, don't talk nonsense. I'm from the Falcon clan myself, and my eyesight is the sharpest," another reporter retorted. "I can tell at a glance that you're a Golden-winged Great Peng, and a pure-blooded one at that. Walking alongside the Six-Eared Macaque clan, who else could it be but Mr. Peng Wanli?"

"You're slandering me, damaging my honor! I'm clearly a Golden Falcon! What's so great about the Peng clan?" Peng Wanli's face turned purple. He really didn't want to be photographed like this.

Xiao Yao and Chi Lingkong were naturally not spared either; they were also surrounded.

As for Jin Lin, the Glimmering Snail, and the Verdant Gold Orchid, that was the hardest-hit area. War correspondents swarmed there, causing the area to practically boil over.

Soon, several Quasi-God Kings and God Kings intervened. They confiscated all the reporters' photographic equipment and even tore apart their recording devices, strictly forbidding any leaks.

As for network blocking, it wasn't necessary. This was a remnant of a former forbidden zone, with various inexplicable field interferences making signals unreliable.

For a long time since the war began, warships, spacecraft, and the like dared not easily land, as there had been many mysterious crash incidents.

"Disperse, and don't spread false rumors!"

Several God Kings said with grim faces, warning the war correspondents not to report recklessly. This involved the Six-Eared Macaque clan, the Dao clan, the Qilin clan, and the Peng clan—all formidable forces. If anything went wrong, no one could protect the reporters.

The group of reporters was truly unwilling. This was huge news, but all their equipment had been confiscated, leaving them utterly frustrated.

However, they were also apprehensive. If they truly reported extensively on this battlefield, they might genuinely disappear without a trace.

Regardless, that day, both the Golden Body Camp and the Quasi-Saint Camp were in an uproar, causing huge waves. This battle exceeded people's imagination.

A Golden Body could contend with a Quasi-Saint? This truly shocked many people.

One must know that the Glimmering Snail and Jin Lin were not ordinary Quasi-Saints; they were among the best, possessing formidable strength that few could match.

"They exploited the terrain and sealed off space, forcing close-quarters combat," some said. "Cao De and the monkey won through schemes and tricks!"

"Forget it, a loss is a loss," others countered. "But what about Cao De? He clearly has peak strength. He already killed a Quasi-Saint level Celestial Ape on the battlefield earlier!"

This sparked heated discussions and extensive debates within both major camps.

Naturally, everyone's attention turned to Cao De. Some said he likely came from a powerful family.

However, this was quickly debunked. There were only so many powerful clans in the Yang Realm, and after confirmation, he was definitely not a disciple or follower of any of them.

At the same time, news about the other participants was also flying around.

"I heard the Six-Eared Macaque suffered a terrible injury during the decisive battle, like castration," went one rumor. "If he doesn't find a powerful medicine soon, things are going to get interesting!"

When the monkey heard this news, he flew into a rage, so angry his lungs felt like they would burst. Then he shrieked again as his tail, having been violently shaken, started bleeding once more.

"It is reported that Jin Lin suffered greatly," another rumor spread. "Her combat attire was shattered, leaving her almost naked. And she was treated as a cushion by Cao De, who sat on her. This time, she suffered a huge loss!"

"Nonsense! Don't blaspheme the holy fairy in my heart!"

"What nonsense? This is true, many people saw it," someone retorted. "And it's rumored that Cao De was incredibly audacious, wanting to make Jin Lin his mount from the very beginning. There will be much to see in the future!"

The outside world was abuzz, and the Golden Body Camp and the Quasi-Saint Camp were engaged in intense discussions.

Meanwhile, the few involved parties were all recovering from their injuries. Even Chu Feng grimaced as he reset his own bones. He was not entirely unscathed; his chest had been pierced by Jin Lin's Qilin horn, breaking two bones, but the problem was not very serious.

At this time, none of them had returned to their own large tents. Instead, they were put under house arrest by several God Kings, awaiting the outcome of the matter.

Of course, Jin Lin and Chu Feng were separated, not kept in the same tent-dwelling. Otherwise, they would surely start fighting again.

Even the monkey wanted to fight Chu Feng; he simply couldn't stand the stain on his lifelong reputation.

While the few of them were recovering from their injuries, various undercurrents surged outside, growing increasingly intense.

The Six-Eared Macaque clan, the Peng clan, the Dao clan, and others all made their moves. They vied with the Mutated Qilin clan, the Glimmering Snail clan, and others, scrambling for the qualification to be on that list!

If one truly made it onto that list, even the most unremarkable clan member could achieve the status of a Celestial Venerable in the future. With a little luck and opportunity, they could become a Great Power!

Such a great opportunity concerned the rise and fall of their entire clan, so the interests involved were immense. Otherwise, why would the monkey and others be discontent? Their challenge to the Quasi-Saints was precisely to change their own destinies.

Now, they had already done everything they could. It was up to their elders to handle the rest.

For a time, the situation outside was exceedingly complex. Those old powerful figures were secretly confronting, holding secret talks, making mutual compromises, and even engaging in dangerous battles.

At the very least, some people witnessed a golden old monkey appear deep within a mountain range far from the three-way battlefield. After playing chess and drinking tea with a certain old man, they actually began fighting intensely on the spot. The mountain range exploded, turning into dust, and they vanished into the clear sky, fighting beyond the heavens. Blood spilled, burning in the air like the destructive fires of the Nine Heavens.

It was clearly a matter of fortune allocation among the juniors, yet it provoked some old powerful figures to act. One can imagine how much importance was placed on it.

That very night, Chu Feng even encountered a deadly peril. Someone snorted coldly, and mental energy spread, forming a celestial blade a hundred meters long, intending to annihilate Chu Feng.

At that moment, Chu Feng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. That person was too strong. He almost hid in the stone jar and used the Heaven-Escape Talisman given to him by Old Gu to flee.

Of course, the Reincarnation Earth and the black wooden spear were also ready, prepared to be unleashed at any moment!

At the critical moment, a large golden furry hand appeared. It crushed the celestial blade with one grip, causing the tent-dwelling to shatter into pieces, and then all the anomalous phenomena disappeared.

That night, a living fossil-like primordial expert appeared in the camp. He warned all clans not to bring personal grudges into the camp, stating, "This will not be tolerated again. Otherwise, no matter how powerful your clan is, whoever dares to break the rules again will be killed without hesitation. We will personally invite the overlord of Yong Province to eliminate them!"

While conflicts among juniors were acceptable, if some old powerful figures also caused trouble, this place would be ruined, and countless geniuses would perish.

Moreover, even if juniors had conflicts, they should not bully the weak with their strength, and they were not allowed to break the rules already established on the battlefield.

"Trying to kill me?" Chu Feng's eyes glowed faintly as he murmured to himself. "This isn't over. I'll settle scores with you later!"

While the atmosphere in the camp was subdued, the struggle outside grew even more intense.

The Six-Eared Macaque clan, the Dao clan, the Peng clan, and others naturally fought for their own children, seeking to replace others and get onto that list.

The Mutated Qilin clan and others, however, strongly objected, saying that the monkey and his companions had broken the rules and must pay a price.

"The strong ascend, the weak descend—that is the most brutal and realistic rule," argued some. "Our disciples are stronger, so why should they be suppressed by your connections and prevented from obtaining some Fused Dao Grass?!"

After intense arguments, and even bloody confrontations, they finally gradually reached some partial consensus.