Chapter 6072: Stumbling Upon the Netherworld Sect

“How can you be certain, elder?” Chu Feng asked.

“Intuition,” Ouyang Kongyu replied.

“Is there no other basis to it?”

“The basis is that your mother is very strong, and I suspect that she hasn’t revealed the full extent of what she’s capable of yet. You should be a smart one too, given how you’re still alive despite having the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion on your back. Your wits naturally came from your mother, so how can someone so smart and powerful possibly be taken down so easily?

“The Seven Realms Sacred Mansion appears to have a formidable power, but that power doesn’t seem to be within Jie Tianran’s means to utilize. Besides, how could a power of the Seven Realms Sacred Mansion be used to harm a Seven Realms Sacred Mansion’s prodigy?

“My guess is that your mother has been imprisoned, but I don’t think her bloodline has been plundered,” Ouyang Kongyu said.

His analysis, though based only on circumstantial evidence, allayed Chu Feng’s worries a little. Those who knew his mother thought that she would be fine, even though Jie Tianran was the strongest person in the current world of cultivation. This showed how competent she was.

With Chu Feng and Bai Yunqing’s help, Ouyang Kongyu began treating Jia Lingyi.

Some time later, he let out a sigh.

“This method was left behind by a divine doctor from the Ancient Era, but it didn’t work. She must have been badly agitated,” Ouyang Kongyu remarked with a frown.

“Elder, are there any alternatives?” Chu Feng asked.

“Chu Feng, will it be fine if I just temporarily restore her sanity?” Ouyang Kongyu asked.

“That works. I just want to ask her some questions.”

“I have another way. I’ll make preparations now, but I’ll require another herb that I need you to gather for me.” Ouyang Kongyu then turned to Tian Ming and said, “Tian Ming, bring Chu Feng to harvest three stalks of Psychesoul Grass.”

“Understood,” Tian Ming replied.

Ouyang Kongyu handed a formation key to Chu Feng.

“Elder, l-l-let my brother stay behind and help you. If it’s just harvesting a herb, I-I-I’ll suffice,” Wang Qiang stood up as he said.

“I don’t trust you. Chu Feng, you go,” Ouyang Kongyu said.

“What the...” Wang Qiang was rendered speechless. “I-I-I’ll go too.”

Ouyang Kongyu didn’t respond. He didn’t care whether Wang Qiang went or stayed behind.

Chu Feng, Tian Ming, and Wang Qiang headed to another Upper Realm.

According to Tian Ming, the Psychesoul Grasses had been planted in this Upper Realm’s mountain range. The mountain range had a unique lake that emanated spirit energy, making the environment conducive to the growth of Psychesoul Grasses.

Tian Ming previously resided in a village at the foot of the mountain range. He met Ouyang Kongyu by chance, and the latter brought him to the monastery to help out. From time to time, Ouyang Kongyu would impart to him cultivation methods.

“Lord C-C-Chu Feng, may I make a request?” Tian Ming suddenly fidgeted nervously.

“Feel free to speak,” Chu Feng replied.

“I want to head home and v-v-visit my family members. My little sister was just born when I-I-I left home, so she is five now, but I haven’t met her yet. O-O-Otherwise, it’s fine too. Please don’t tell Lord Ouyang that I made such a r-r-request.”

Tian Ming got increasingly timid as he spoke, and his head slowly lowered.

“You’re just returning home to visit your family members; it’s no big deal. I’ll accompany you there after we harvest the Psychesoul Grasses,” Chu Feng replied.

“That’s wonderful!” Tian Ming revealed a beaming smile.

He missed home, especially since he was only a child when he left home, but he dared not raise this request to Ouyang Kongyu due to the latter’s eccentric personality.

Tian Ming brought Chu Feng to the mountain range.

While they were heading toward where the Psychesoul Grasses were planted, Chu Feng noticed a village at the foot of the mountain range. A frown formed on his face.

There were uninvited guests in the village, and they had trapped all the villagers.

These ten people were Netherworld Envoys from the Netherworld Sect.

On top of that, they had constructed a formation around the village for a ritual. A girl was lying at the center of the formation.

The Netherworld Envoys began channeling the formation, looking as if they would harm that girl. The Netherworld Sect were known for crippling prodigies, after all.

“That darned Netherworld Sect!”

It was one thing if Chu Feng hadn’t noticed them, but now that he did, he couldn’t just turn a blind eye to their actions. He didn’t like meddling in other people’s business, but he couldn’t stand it when others oppressed the weak.

Not to mention that it was the Netherworld Sect.

Thus, he changed directions and flew toward the village instead.

“Lord Chu Feng, i-i-it’s the wrong way!”

Tian Ming tried to stop Chu Feng, but the latter constructed a small spatial formation and stowed Tian Ming in it to protect him.

“Brother, disguise yourself,” Chu Feng told Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang noticed the commotion in the village as well, so he knew why Chu Feng had changed directions. Even so, he asked, “B-b-brother, it’s just a couple of Half-Gods. Is there a need to disguise ourselves?”

“What if there are others concealed? It pays to be safe. You don’t want to get on the bad side of an underground power like the Netherworld Sect. It won’t be easy to deal with them,” Chu Feng said as he constructed a disguise formation.

Wang Qiang accepted Chu Feng’s answer.

With that, the two of them made their way to the village. They shattered the formation around the village with a single palm strike before exerting their oppressive might and crushing the ten Netherworld Envoys to the ground.

There was a Demon-tier Netherworld Envoy among them, but his cultivation was only at mid Half-God level. He was no match for Chu Feng and Wang Qiang.

“Those beasts. They would make a move on even such a young girl.”

Wang Qiang took out a dagger to torture those Netherworld Envoys.

Chu Feng did not stop him. He would have usually gone ahead to kill these people, but he held back because he had questions for them.

Just then, the Demon-tier Netherworld Envoy asked, “Who are you? How dare you interfere in our Netherworld Sect’s business?”

His words were laced with threat.

That further angered Wang Qiang. He walked toward the Demon-tier Netherworld Envoy with that dagger in hand.

Chu Feng stopped Wang Qiang and instead further raised the pressure of his oppressive might. The other nine Netherworld Envoy fainted with groans, but the Demon-tier Netherworld Envoy remained conscious.

This baffled the Demon-tier Netherworld Envoy. He knew that Chu Feng had let him off.

Chu Feng revealed his true appearance with a wave of his sleeves.

“Young friend Chu Feng, it’s you?!” the Demon-tier Netherworld Envoy exclaimed.