Chapter 1251: Familiar Swallow Returns

The transition from clamor to silence, everywhere, was instantaneous.

Chu Feng stood alone in the field. Beneath his feet lay a multitude of supreme saints, some with bodies pierced, others with broken bones and torn sinews. All lay disheveled, covered in blood.

His clothes were unsullied by blood, and he remained serene. A gentle breeze rustled his hair, making his eyes appear exceptionally bright. This one battle was destined to make him renowned among all races.

Great Saint Cao had no rival in the saint realm, standing alone in the center of the field!

On the three-way battlefield, evolvers from all major factions were stunned by this achievement.

Though Chu Feng was calm, he exuded an imposing aura without anger. He looked down at a group of seed-level evolvers, walking among the bodies strewn across the ground, and shook his head.

He seemed rather unsatisfied and wanted to fight again.

At this moment, the golden light radiating from his body grew even brighter, while an outer layer of crimson blood aura swirled around him. This was the Ultimate Fist absorbing essence and evolving.

This boxing technique was incredibly difficult to master. According to top-secret information Old Gu obtained from Li, there were currently only two methods: first, using various ultimate breathing techniques to mend the broken paths of the fist seals; and second, engaging in grand battles against elites of various races on the battlefield, absorbing the mysterious rule imprints contained within the blood of all beings.

Currently, he was undoubtedly undergoing the development and transformation of the second path.

Suddenly, he became even more terrifying, like a towering mountain.

Although he appeared tall, strong, and exceptionally handsome at this moment, he exuded an oppressive aura, as if he were devouring all creation.

He was clearly resplendent, his body brimming with vigorous energy, yet people still felt as if he were a humanoid black hole, devouring some kind of life force as he evolved.

“Hiss!” Many gasped in astonishment, drawing cold breaths. Not to mention the defeated individuals within the arena, even the masters outside were all shocked.

Cao De was already a Great Saint, yet he was still evolving within this realm, still transforming on the battlefield? How could anyone else possibly live or resist?!

He had made further slight improvements in the saint realm, his body surging with powerful vital energy, as if a demonic lord had descended upon the world.

A moment later, the golden radiance around Chu Feng’s body dissipated, and the crimson aura retracted into him. He returned to his normal state.

“Is that all? I want to fight a hundred at once!” he said directly, after a moment of silence.

In an instant, many hearts surged with intense emotion.

Just moments ago, many evolvers were still marveling and shaking in awe, feeling that Great Saint Cao was too terrifying, shaking the minds of many and inspiring reverence.

Some youths even showed looks of adoration, desiring to be like him and aiming to catch up to Great Saint Cao De.

But now, the moment these words left his mouth, apart from Yong Province, the two major factions of Southern Zhan Province and Western He Province—those who had admired him for his immense power—all had their expressions change.

Any goodwill that had just formed instantly vanished.

“He truly lives up to his name ‘De’ (virtue); he’s too detestable! You don’t rub it in. He utterly defeated our two major factions; he could have been a bit more modest, but he actually spoke like that again—so overbearing!”

“Cao De, Cao, you truly lack virtue, you are utterly hateful! Such provocation invites divine retribution!”

Some were indignant, unwilling to accept such a crushing defeat.

The two major factions were full of talents; those sent out were all elites from various races, top-tier geniuses in the saint realm, yet they were all swept aside by a single youth!

Most crucially, he was actually still challenging them.

In truth, this was Chu Feng’s true feeling, having temporarily emerged from his enlightenment state. He genuinely wanted to fight again, as the profound meaning of the Ultimate Fist had just been elevated.

He felt that if he encountered another group of powerful geniuses like these, it would allow this mysterious fist imprint to further transform and become even more formidable.

At this moment, he truly wanted to challenge a group of higher-level evolvers.

Finally, he recovered and fully awoke.

Looking at the multitude of men and women, the prodigies of various races, strewn across the ground, Chu Feng went to help them up one by one, saying, “My apologies, I might have been a bit too heavy-handed and made some mistakes. Are you alright?”

The group of supreme saints was utterly disgusted. He had nearly beaten them to death, piercing through their bodies one by one, and now he was hypocritically offering to help them up? What was the meaning of this?

Was this a display of power, or crocodile tears and false benevolence?

“Look, your chest is bleeding,” he said. “Let me bandage it for you. Later, I’ll give you a massage, a few pushes and rubs, to promote blood circulation and remove stagnation, guaranteed to be fine by morning.”

Cao De was incredibly enthusiastic, which immediately made the group collapse in despair.

Those being helped up, in particular, nearly screamed.

Even the Buddhist Maiden, who usually remained detached from worldly affairs and appeared sacred and ethereal, could not bear such enthusiasm now.

The others were speechless, wanting to say that even if their chests were pierced, they didn’t need his massage.

“You, go away!” the Buddhist Maiden said with a trembling voice.

Chu Feng put his palms together solemnly, saying, “Ah, my apologies, I didn’t see clearly. I was so focused on helping people that I didn’t notice you were a Buddhist Maiden. With your kasaya covering you, I thought you were a Buddhist Son.”

Then, he went to care for and attend to others, resulting in several more young female saints breaking down in tears, screaming and telling him they didn’t need his care.

“Then help me set my bones!” said the brown-haired youth who once possessed the Heaven-Overturning Seal, standing nearby. His face was expressionless, but he was actually very displeased.

“Alright!”

Chu Feng readily agreed, stepped forward, and immediately acted. Amidst cracking sounds, the youth screamed, feeling as if all his bones had broken again. The pain was so intense he was practically in tears, thinking, “It’s too damn painful, he must be doing this on purpose, right?!”

“There, all done!” Chu Feng said. With a thud, he tossed him onto the ground beside them. The sight made the group stare dumbfounded. Was he throwing a rag doll? This was a patient who had nearly died and was still frail.

This was truly differential treatment. Just now, he wanted to massage the Buddhist Maiden and others, promoting blood circulation and removing stagnation, with an incredibly good attitude. Now, it was unbearable.

The entire group, men and women alike, all avoided him, wishing they could flee immediately.

People from the Zhan Province and He Province factions couldn’t stand it any longer, especially the fathers and brothers of some female cultivators, who, in their urgency, rushed directly into the battlefield to retrieve their people.

They felt that Great Saint Cao was too immoral and untrustworthy.

“These are all my captives, don’t touch them!”

Then, Chu Feng found a Spirit-Binding Rope, and in one go, he tied them all up, stringing them together, and carrying them off as he ran.

His speed was incredibly fast. Although he couldn’t fly, the sonic booms he generated were terrifying and deafening as he sped away like lightning.

The group, strung together, floated in mid-air like kites. Mainly because Chu Feng was running so fast, pulling the rope, they were all lifted along with the dust!

Outside the battlefield, many wore strange expressions. Great Saint Cao was so immoral, making people both hate and resent him, yet he was so powerful that no one in the saint realm could contend with him.

The three-way battlefield immediately erupted into a cacophony of voices, as evolvers of all levels were observing and watching the battle in the saint realm.

The emergence of a Great Saint naturally drew astonishment and attention.

People discussed animatedly, saying all sorts of things. Regardless, after today’s battle, Cao De’s name would shake the battlefield, marking his official rise!

During this process, some particular individuals paid extra attention to him.

For instance, a youth on the shoulder of a strong man among the underground dark forces had thick horns on his head. Though his face beneath the slicked-back hair was youthful, his eyes were bright and piercing. At this moment, he discarded his cigar and mumbled incessantly.

“Strung together, similar style… I really miss those days,” he mumbled, “when we captured a bunch of holy sons and divine daughters and tied them into several long strings to sell!”

Young Man Niu seriously suspected that this shameless Great Saint Cao was very much like an old acquaintance, someone they knew too well, understood too deeply.

At this moment, he scratched his ears and cheeks, almost unable to restrain himself. He truly wanted to rush up and shout, “Are you, the human trafficker, truly here in the Yang Realm, having defied the heavens?!”

However, he had to forcefully suppress and contain this impulse. If he rushed over now, he would probably doom that devil!

At this moment, his heart surged, and he was practically trembling with excitement.

On the other side, a dashing young man who had earlier been fanning himself with a folding fan, appearing refined, now had wide, staring eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

He also whispered, “Oh my, the same shamelessness! Wanting to massage the Buddhist Maiden, talking about even chest rubs in such a pure and refined way. Among our generation, my path is not alone. Is it… him? Has he come?!”

Lu Bohu’s voice trembled slightly; he truly wanted to rush over.

“Xiaoxiao, what are you doing?!” Among the Sub-Immortals, Ying Wudi was displeased. He noticed his arm was already bruised, pinched by his sister.

“Ah, I’m a little nervous, and also a little happy…” Ying Xiaoxiao, with her peerless grace and bright silver hair flowing down to her waist, was very excited at this moment.

“You’re happy so you pinch me?!” Ying Wudi said with a darkened face. Then, he also became a bit suspicious, staring at Great Saint Cao in the battlefield, and said, “This style, how can it be so detestable, such familiar shamelessness.”

At this moment, he looked at his elder sister, Ying Zhexian, and found her lost in thought, a strange expression on her beautiful face, her eyes fixed on the battlefield.

“Brother, Sister, I want to enter the secret realm later, help me get the qualification!” Ying Xiaoxiao spoke, which was uncharacteristic of her usual personality. Now she was very domineering, making a decision with a single word, allowing no objection from her brother or sister.

“Okay, no problem, I’ll go in with you,” Ying Wudi readily agreed. “If some foolish scoundrel bothers you then, I’ll help you beat him into eighteen pieces!”

Ying Xiaoxiao pouted and quietly muttered, “I’m afraid you’ll be beaten into twenty-eight pieces!”

“What are you saying?!” Ying Wudi glared.

Beside them, Ying Zhexian was very quiet, not speaking.

“Familiar swallows return,” Lin Nuoyi whispered from a more distant location. She was too familiar with Chu Feng; she had once had feelings for him in college. Later, the world changed dramatically, and various upheavals occurred, causing her to resolutely depart, entered the starry sky, and then be guided to the Yang Realm. At this moment, a few ripples stirred in her serene heart.

Of course, not all special individuals held goodwill toward Chu Feng. While some were excited, others were stomping their feet, almost raging and going mad.

“Damn it, Ji Dade, I’ve finally found you!” he roared. “I’d recognize your bones even if you turned to ash!”

This was a youth with a black birthmark on his face, appearing like a yin-yang face. He had intentionally concealed his true appearance.

He was Long Dayu, the strange dragon from the Borderland Dragon Nest. Back in the nest, he had tampered with Chu Feng and had always believed that this Ji Dade was extraordinary. Now, finally, using that special perception, he knew who this was!

“I have powerful means; even if you ascend to the heavens or descend into the earth, I will find you sooner or later,” he raged. “Today… heaven truly has eyes; you’ve finally appeared!”

Long Dayu gritted his teeth, and was almost in tears.

He had emerged into the world full of confidence, originally believing he would shine and dazzle, shaking the world with his peerless talent, and that many powerful sects would extend olive branches to him, earning him respect in the world.

What happened instead, as soon as he appeared? He was hunted across the entire world, becoming a notorious wanted criminal in the Yang Realm, and one of the top ten most wanted criminals at that.

At that time, Long Dayu felt like dying. He had already reincarnated, already started anew, so how could he still become a thoroughly evil scoundrel once more? He was literally hated by everyone, chased whenever he showed his face. During that period, he truly had nowhere to go, no escape, and was utterly disgraced.

It wasn’t until later that he understood and clarified the situation: he had taken the blame for Ji Dade!

That Ji Dade caused trouble all over the world, but then dumped all the dirty water onto him and pinned all the blame on him, before casually walking away to live a carefree life.

When Long Dayu understood the situation, he was utterly dumbfounded, stomping his feet in anger, almost having a heart attack. In his style, he was always the one blaming others, yet now he had taken on a massive scapegoat for someone else, becoming one of the most notoriously evil fugitives in the Yang Realm!

So now, Long Dayu’s nostrils were practically smoking white, wishing he could immediately capture Ji Dade. He desperately wanted to ask him: “How can you be so shameless?! You’re worse than I ever was back then! I’ll fight you, you punk! A person shouldn’t be so devoid of morality!”

In the Yong Province faction, Fairy Qingyin remained calm, but ripples stirred in the depths of her eyes. She watched Cao De rushing back from a distance, gazing intently, before finally turning her head away.

“Miss, I think he’s a bit shameless now, quite like a great villain!” said an old servant from the Zhou family.

Young Lady Xi nodded, expressionless, and said, “Hmm, please arrange for me. I’d like to have a talk with this great villain, a chat about life ideals.”

The elders of the Zhou clan immediately had black lines on their faces, veins bulging. “You, the young lady of the sixth-ranked family in the Yang Realm, want to discuss life ideals with a great villain?!”