Pill Saint, Weapon Emperor, Array God, Unparalleled in the World

Feng Xuanhou's mind raced, and his breathing grew heavier and heavier.

The old face flickered between light and shadow, changing several colors.

Feng Kun was thinking about the same thing.

He looked at the cultivation manual in his father's hand, then glanced at the pile of spirit stones on the ground, feeling as if he were being roasted over a fire.

reject?

These things will fly away right before your eyes, and you may never encounter such good fortune again in this lifetime.

promise?

If I were to marry my daughter to this jinx, what if he turns on me...?

Feng Kun gritted his teeth, his fingers gripping the chair armrests so tightly they almost crushed them.

Feng Xuanhou was calmer than him. He closed the booklet and put it back on the table, but his hands were still trembling slightly.

He gave Luo Chen a deep look and then winked at Feng Kun.

Feng Kun understood his father's meaning, took a deep breath, sat back down in his chair, and tried to suppress the tremor in his voice.

"Patriarch Luo, since you are so sincere, then I will not beat around the bush. Which daughter of my Feng family have you taken a fancy to?"

Luo Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and put down his teacup.

"Third Miss, Feng Wanyi."

"What?"

Feng Kun's bottom had barely touched the chair when he bounced up again, his expression changing drastically.

"Wanyi? No, absolutely not!"

He waved his hands repeatedly, his face turning bright red.

"If you fancy one of my other daughters, we can talk it over. Wanyi is the apple of the eye of the Feng family; don't even think about it!"

Feng Xuanhou sat beside him without saying a word, but the wrinkles on his face also furrowed, clearly surprised by Luo Chen's answer.

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, neither in a hurry nor annoyed.

"Master Feng, I have only one question: in what way am I unworthy of the Third Miss?"

Feng Kun's lips twitched violently. He thought to himself, "You really know how to ask questions. Don't you understand yourself?"

He sat down, suppressing his anger, and slammed his hand on the table.

"Everyone here understands, do I need to spell it out so clearly? The whole city knows you've offended Wu Qingzong. Gao Yang is a vengeful man; if you marry Wanyi, aren't you pushing her into a fire pit? Even if I, Feng Kun, am at my lowest, I have no reason to trade my own daughter for personal gain!"

After saying that, he leaned back in his chair, his chest heaving, clearly enraged.

Luo Chen looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Patriarch Feng, you're right. I did indeed kill members of the Wu Qing Sect, and more than one."

Feng Kun's eyelids twitched, and he cursed inwardly—you dare to tell others?

Luo Chen, however, changed the subject, speaking in a leisurely tone.

"But I have a question for you. I killed Wu Qingzong's men, so why didn't I run away? Instead, I seized the Zhu family's property, recruited soldiers, and stayed openly in Dahuang City?"

Feng Kun was taken aback.

Feng Xuanhou was also stunned.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes practically overflowing with doubt.

Yeah, why is that kid like that?

If it were a normal person, after killing someone from a major sect, they would have packed their valuables and disappeared long ago, hiding far away.

But he did the opposite. Not only did he not leave, he swaggered around, doing whatever he wanted, completely disregarding Wu Qingzong.

This is not reasonable.

Feng Kun stared at the screen for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

Feng Xuanhou pondered for a moment, then sat forward, staring into Luo Chen's eyes, his voice becoming deep.

"Patriarch Luo, since you want to marry my Wanyi, then make things clear. If you can convince me and her father, this marriage might be negotiable."

Luo Chen smiled, not trying to hide it.

"It's simple, because I'm not alone."

Not the same person?

Feng Kun and Feng Xuanhou were both startled, their eyes widening in shock.

What does that mean?

Does he have someone backing him?

Who is it?

Feng Kun pressed on, his voice low, "What do you mean by that? Who's behind you?"

Luo Chen leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, a faint smile on his face.

"Patriarch Feng, some things are best left unsaid. I can only tell you that the reason I can stay in Great Wilderness City and wait for the Martial Azure Sect is because someone is backing me up. Otherwise, why would I kill an outer sect elder and then sit here so brazenly to discuss betrothal gifts with you?"

Feng Kun's throat bobbed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He glanced at Feng Xuanhou, who was also looking at him.

The father and son exchanged glances, and their minds immediately began to race with their calculations.

This kid has powerful connections.

Moreover, that person was able to allow him to withstand Wu Qingzong.

It is at least on par with the Wuqing Sect, or even higher.

If that's the case, then the Feng family's connection to this relationship goes far beyond just a spiritual-level cultivation technique.

What is the Martial Green Sect? So what if it's one of the four major sects?

As long as they have a strong backer, the Feng family might rise with the tide and break out of the Great Wilderness City.

Feng Kun became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it, his palms sweating profusely.

Feng Xuanhou squinted and stared at Luo Chen for a long time, trying to find a flaw in that young face, but Luo Chen remained smiling and didn't give a clue.

At this moment, Luo Chen stood up.

"Master Feng, Old Master Feng, I've said everything I needed to say. Please leave the betrothal gifts for now; you can consider them at your leisure."

He pointed to the exercise manual on the table.

"You can check this one first to see if I'm trying to fool you with a fake."

Feng Kun quickly waved his hand: "No! Take the betrothal gifts first, we'll discuss this later..."

Luo Chen had already turned and walked out, waving his hand without looking back.

"Give me an answer within five days. If you agree, we can continue our discussion. If not, I will personally come and retrieve the betrothal gifts, and I will absolutely not make things difficult for the Feng family."

He strode across the threshold and quickly disappeared outside the gate.

Only the Feng family father and son, the pile of gleaming spirit stones, and the cultivation manual with flowing spiritual light remained in the hall.

Feng Kun stood still, staring in the direction where Luo Chen had disappeared, without moving for a long time.

Feng Xuanhou picked up the booklet again and slowly read through it page by page, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

After a long while, he closed the booklet and let out a long sigh.

"A genuine item, a mid-grade Spirit level. This kid's spending is frighteningly extravagant."

Feng Kun leaned over for a look, then looked down at the pile of spirit stones on the ground. The tightness in his chest made his throat feel dry.

"Father, is he really backed by someone?"

Feng Xuanhou paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, looking out the window when he stopped.

"It shouldn't be fake. If he didn't have some kind of backing, where would he get the confidence? This kid looks young, but he's very shrewd and wouldn't do something he's not sure he can handle."

Feng Kun nodded, then shook his head.

"But what if he's just bluffing? If Wu Qingzong really comes to attack, he won't be able to hold out, and the Feng family will suffer as well."

Feng Xuanhou turned around, his eyes fixed intently on the pile of spirit stones and cultivation manuals.

"Bluster? Have you ever seen anyone who bluffs actually offer a spirit-level cultivation technique as a betrothal gift? Or offer 100,000 first-grade spirit stones as a stepping stone?"

Feng Kun choked, unable to speak for a long time.

Feng Xuanhou took two steps forward, his back to Feng Kun.

"In this world, the bold get rich while the timid starve. How many years has the Feng family been holed up in Great Wilderness City? Are you content with that?"

Feng Kun lowered his head and remained silent.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Feng Xuanhou suddenly turned around, slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup jump.

"I've been a coward my whole life, you can't continue to be one. If Luo Chen really has connections, then it's an opportunity for the Feng family. If not, we can simply back out, we won't lose anything. But if he does, and we reject him, that would be truly foolish!"

Feng Kun took a deep breath and raised his head.

"Then I'll go ask Wanyi what she thinks."

Feng Xuanhou waved his hand.

"Go ahead, you know Sanya's personality, she has to agree herself."