I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"Everyone from Yanyu Pavilion, get out here!"

The sound, carrying a terrifying pressure that made one's heart tremble, slammed heavily onto the protective array of the Misty Rain Pavilion branch like an invisible hammer.

Om-!

The entire magnificent pavilion trembled violently, and ripples spread across the pale blue protective light barrier.

Inside the reception room, the teacup in Zhou Xuantong's hand was instantly shattered into dust with a "crack".

He suddenly stood up, and a terrifying light burst forth from his deep eyes. A terrifying aura belonging to the Nascent Soul Realm erupted!

"presumptuous!"

Standing to the side, Shangguan Liuli, the eldest daughter of the Shangguan family, also frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her cool eyes.

This was the first time she had ever seen anyone dare to so provoke the dignity of the Misty Rain Pavilion.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Several powerful auras surged into the sky from various parts of the Misty Rain Pavilion, and Zhou Xuantong and Shangguan Liuli's figures instantly disappeared from their original spots, reappearing outside the gate of the Misty Rain Pavilion.

At this moment, the wide square in front of the Misty Rain Pavilion was already packed with countless cultivators who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

In the center of the square, only two people stood.

The man and woman were Chu Feng and Ya Fei.

"It's him!"

The moment Shangguan Liuli saw Chu Feng, her pupils contracted sharply, and her usually cold face was filled with surprise.

She never expected that the domineering madman on the street would dare to storm the gates of Yanyu Pavilion.

"Ya Fei?!"

Zhou Xuantong recognized Ya Fei at a glance. His brows furrowed, and he shouted sharply, "Where is the Fifth Elder? Where is Young Master Tianyu? Why are you with this person?!"

"Third...Third Elder..." Ya Fei's lips trembled, unable to utter a single word.

"I'll say it for her."

Chu Feng picked at his ear and said impatiently, "I killed that old man named Lin Xiaotian and his good-for-nothing grandson."

boom!!!

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence!

Everyone's mind went completely blank, as if struck by lightning.

killed?

The Fifth Elder... was killed?!

Zhou Xuantong's pupils contracted sharply. He stared intently at Chu Feng and asked, word by word, "What...did you say?"

"I said, that old bastard didn't know what was good for him. I told him to bring medicine to ransom me, but he insisted on bringing men to kill me." Chu Feng curled his lip and shrugged. "So, I just killed them all while I was at it."

"Now, I'll come to pick up the medicine myself. Is that a problem?"

quiet!

Deathly silence!

Everyone looked at Chu Feng as if he were a madman or a monster.

mad!

That's insane!

They killed someone's elder, and now they dare to swagger over to their door and say they want to "take" something?

Is there anything more outrageous or arrogant than this in the world?!

"Haha...hahahaha!"

Zhou Xuantong laughed in extreme anger, and a terrifying killing intent, as if it were tangible, surged wildly from his body, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.

"Good! What an arrogant brat! What a powerful dragon crossing the river!"

"I'd like to see just what extraordinary abilities you possess that allow you to utter such arrogant words before the gates of my Misty Rain Pavilion!"

The moment he finished speaking, he moved, and a giant palm, hundreds of feet long, formed from boundless spiritual power, slammed down towards Chu Feng with earth-shattering might!

He didn't hold back at all with this palm strike!

His strength at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm was on full display!

He wanted to smash this arrogant fool, along with his soul, into a pulp!

That hundred-foot-long giant palm, like the hand of a god, carried terrifying power capable of crushing mountains and rivers, and fell down.

Before the palm print even arrived, the destructive pressure had already caused the entire plaza's jade stone surface to crack inch by inch. Countless cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation levels were forced to their knees, blood gushing from their mouths and noses, their faces filled with horror.

A ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator, his anger was so intense!

However, Chu Feng, who was at the center of the storm, didn't even flinch.

He slowly raised his head, looking at the huge palm print that blocked out the light of day, and a cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"this one?"

The moment he finished speaking, he lightly stomped his right foot on the ground.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no burst of spiritual power that soared into the sky.

He simply raised his right fist and punched the giant hand that was falling from the sky.

This punch seemed ordinary and unremarkable, without any fancy moves.

But just as the fist was thrown, the golden pill inside Chu Feng's dantian, which was imprinted with nine perfect divine runes, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light!

A terrifying aura, even more domineering and ancient than Zhou Xuantong's, seemingly surpassing all the myriad paths of the heavens, surged from Chu Feng's body and converged entirely on his fist!

In an instant, his fair fist seemed to transform into a dazzling golden sun, its light so intense that it blinded people!

"boom--!!!"

Fist and palm collided fiercely amidst countless horrified gazes!

There was no stalemate as expected, no clash of energies.

The hundred-foot-long palm of spiritual energy, powerful enough to shatter a mountain, crumbled instantly, disintegrating inch by inch, as if made of paper, the moment it touched Chu Feng's golden fist!

Completely crushing everything in its path!

The domineering golden fist force, after shattering the giant palm, did not diminish in power, and like a flood bursting its banks, it slammed into Zhou Xuantong's chest.

"puff!"

Zhou Xuantong's body felt as if it had been struck head-on by an ancient divine mountain. His protective spiritual light shattered instantly, and he was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood as his body flew backward uncontrollably.

Like a kite with a broken string, it traced a messy parabola in the air before crashing heavily onto the magnificent plaque of the Misty Rain Pavilion.

"Boom!"

The incredibly sturdy plaque shattered with a deafening roar!

Zhou Xuantong's body was embedded in the gate tower, with countless broken bones throughout his body. His aura instantly weakened to the extreme, and his face, which had been twisted with anger, was now filled with endless horror and disbelief.

One punch!

Just one punch!

A powerful expert at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, the Third Elder of the Misty Rain Pavilion, was actually severely injured by a mere Golden Core Realm youth with a single punch?!

How is that possible!

The entire venue was deathly silent.

All the onlookers were frozen in place, their mouths agape and their eyes wide open, as if they were witnessing the most incredible sight in the world.

That's Zhou Xuantong, the Third Elder of the Misty Rain Pavilion! A renowned Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, he's considered a prominent figure throughout the entire Cangxuan Prefecture!

We actually... lost like that?

Such a clean and thorough defeat!

"Nine...Nine-Turn Golden Elixir!" Zhou Xuantong struggled to lift his head from the ruins.

He stared intently at Chu Feng, sensing the terrifying, overwhelming Daoist aura emanating from the other's body that hadn't completely dissipated. His voice trembled as he roared, "You...you're the monster who triggered the celestial phenomena and condensed the Nine-Turn Golden Core?!"

These words were like a bomb dropped on a calm lake, instantly creating a huge upheaval!

"What? The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir?"

"My God! The rumors are true! There really is someone in this world who can condense the legendary Nine-Turn Golden Elixir!"

"No wonder! No wonder he, a mere Golden Core cultivator, could severely injure Elder Zhou, a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator, with a single punch! A ninth-level Golden Core cultivator is a legendary being, invincible among those of the same level, and even capable of killing powerful enemies of higher levels!"

The square erupted in cheers!

The gazes directed at Chu Feng instantly transformed from mockery and disdain into boundless awe and fervor!

Shangguan Liuli's delicate body trembled violently at this moment, and for the first time, a look of shock appeared on her usually aloof and snow-white face.

So it was him!

Chu Feng, however, completely ignored the shock of the crowd.

He took a step, slowly walking towards Zhou Xuantong, who lay in the ruins.

His steps were not fast, but each step was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of all the disciples of the Misty Rain Pavilion, making them feel suffocated.

Chu Feng walked up to Zhou Xuantong, looking down at him. With a flick of his wrist, two sheets of paper filled with medicinal herbs floated down in front of Zhou Xuantong.

"I need all the medicinal ingredients listed in these two prescriptions."

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"I'll give you ten breaths to prepare it for me immediately."

"Otherwise, after today, there will be no more Misty Rain Pavilion in Cangxuan Prefecture."