Chapter 434: Chu Feng — Da Qian, Xiao Chen, You Two Go Handle Those Two Great Sages
“Two Great Sages.”
Ye Beixuan looked at the two identical old men before him—one in black, one in white—and spoke slowly.
“That’s right.”
The black-robed elder was the first to respond. “Young man, you are strong, but before the two of us, your strength is still insufficient. Have your elders come out.”
Ye Beixuan cupped his fists respectfully. “May I ask how the two seniors should be addressed?”
The black-robed elder said calmly, “We are twin brothers, who attained the Great Sage realm together. The world calls us the Twin Great Sages.”
As soon as he finished, the entire plaza erupted in astonishment.
“Didn’t expect we’d witness the Blackwater and Whiteflame Great Sages of the South Sea here today!”
“Ever since they jointly suppressed a sea demon a century ago, they’ve never made another public move. I can’t believe the South Sea Dragon Palace actually sent them to protect the Ninth Imperial Grandson. It seems the rumors are true—he indeed possesses the bearing of a future Saint.”
“...”
The Feng family members also hadn’t expected the South Sea Dragon Palace to dispatch two Great Sages.
If Ye Beixuan had no powerful allies, the situation would truly be dire.
Between the Ninth Imperial Grandson and Ye Beixuan, anyone would choose Ye Beixuan—after all, he was the direct disciple of the greatest sage of the era.
Although the Ninth Imperial Grandson might have saintly potential, the path to sainthood was long and uncertain.
Father Feng turned to his daughter and asked in a low voice, “Xiao Yu, which expert from Wendao Academy did Nephew Beixuan invite this time?”
Feng Qiongyu smiled lightly. “Father, don’t worry. The senior that Senior Brother Ye invited is second to none.”
Before Father Feng could continue asking, Ye Beixuan spoke from the arena. “Since the seniors wish to witness the strength of Wendao Academy, this junior shall oblige.”
As his words fell, he leapt toward the high platform. Before he could even speak, the Great Sage of Moving Mountains and the Great Sage of Radiant Sun appeared behind Chu Feng.
Chu Feng said, “Xiao Chen, Da Qian, haven’t you both long wanted to see how strong you’ve become?
Coincidentally, two old fellows who’ve been Great Sages for a century are right here—go stretch your limbs a bit.”
“Yes.”
Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian answered in unison, excitement lighting their faces. Having watched Ye Beixuan fight for so long, their hands were already itching for action.
They exchanged glances and simultaneously descended onto the arena.
As the two landed, the twin Great Sages frowned slightly.
The Blackwater Great Sage spoke indifferently, “Has Wendao Academy run out of people, to send two juniors at the Nirvana Realm?”
Cao Youqian wasn’t angered. Instead, he smiled calmly. “Having my master take action against the two of you would be bullying the weak. My senior brother and I are more than enough.”
His tone was even and composed, as if stating a simple fact.
But to everyone listening, it sounded unbearably arrogant and presumptuous.
Before the Blackwater and Whiteflame Great Sages could respond, the onlookers gasped in recognition.
“Cao Youqian! He’s the Wendao Holy Son, the peerless Tyrant Fist Cao Youqian!”
“And not just him—Invincible Sword Xiao Chen is here too!”
“It’s said the disciples under the great sage Qiankun are united like family. Seeing them today, the rumors ring true!”
“You’re all missing something—if both Cao Youqian and Xiao Chen are here, that means the great sage Qiankun himself must be present!”
That final exclamation silenced the once-boisterous plaza in an instant.
Even the two Great Sages, Blackwater and Whiteflame, on the arena were momentarily stunned.
Except for the four figures on stage, everyone present turned their gazes toward the stands where the members of Wendao Academy were seated.
When the crowd saw Ye Beixuan standing respectfully behind a man as graceful as an immortal descended to the mortal realm, a single thought emerged in everyone’s mind—this was none other than the great sage Qiankun, who once struck down two Saints.
The Feng family members also realized why the Great Sage of Raging Thunder had earlier gone to pay respects to that young man from Wendao Academy.
So, he was the foremost great sage of this era.
Even though the Feng family had a Great Sage capable of attaining sainthood, the difference between them and the man before them was vast—far beyond measure.
Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, “We pay our respects to the great sage Qiankun!”
At once, the surrounding people followed suit, bowing toward Chu Feng.
“We pay our respects to the great sage Qiankun!”
“You may all rise.”
Chu Feng spoke calmly, “I am only here to watch the excitement. Continue.”
Though he spoke lightly, everyone knew well that the Feng family’s daughter was destined to marry Ye Beixuan.
The two Great Sages on the arena now found themselves caught in a dilemma. If they won against the two juniors, the great sage Qiankun might step in himself. But if they admitted defeat, their reputation would be utterly ruined.
Xiao Chen seemed to sense their hesitation and said with a smile, “Seniors, rest assured. My master will not interfere in our battle.”
“Truly?”
The Blackwater Great Sage asked cautiously.
Before the echo of his voice faded, Chu Feng’s calm tone sounded again.
“If the two of you can defeat my disciples, I will not intervene in today’s matter.”
Hiss—
The spectators drew in sharp breaths, their faces filled with disbelief.
On the stands, the mood was complicated.
Most of the Feng family members wore uneasy expressions.
Father Feng lowered his voice. “Xiao Yu, could it be that the great sage Qiankun is displeased with our Feng family?”
Feng Qiongyu smiled lightly. “Father, don’t worry. Senior Brother and Second Brother won’t lose to those two old geezers.”
“...”
Father Feng was speechless, thinking to himself that Xiao Yu had completely changed after going to Wendao Academy—she’d become so full of confidence.
Meanwhile, the cultivators of the South Sea Dragon Palace looked ecstatic.
The Ninth Imperial Grandson thought smugly, This Feng Qiongyu will be mine today. Two mere Nirvana cultivators are no threat.
The rest of the cultivators wore expressions of amusement, eager to watch the show unfold.
On the arena, Blackwater and Whiteflame never expected the great sage Qiankun to be so audacious.
Since that was the case, they no longer feared being mocked for bullying the young.
Whiteflame spoke first, “My brother and I have always fought as one. Let’s see which of us can defeat our opponent first.”
“Agreed.”
Without hesitation, Xiao Chen stepped forward and appeared in the sky, while Cao Youqian followed closely behind.
Blackwater and Whiteflame wasted no time either—within a blink, the four figures stood facing one another in midair.
Xiao Chen turned his head toward Cao Youqian. “Da Qian, which one do you want? I’ll let you choose first.”
Cao Youqian pointed at the white-clothed Whiteflame Great Sage. “Old man, your title is Whiteflame—you must be skilled with fire. How about we test each other?”
Though displeased, Whiteflame took a step forward, his expression calm. “As you wish, junior.”
Xiao Chen drew his sword slowly, pointing it toward the Blackwater Great Sage. “Please, senior.”
“Please.”
As the Blackwater Great Sage’s voice fell, the great battle was about to begin…
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