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Feng Jiuyou turned her head and looked at Chu Feng.

"Is he right?"

Chu Feng spread his hands, quite calmly.

"right."

The disciples watching were all stunned.

Holy crap, no... is this something we can admit to?

Feng Jiuyou's lips twitched slightly, it was hard to tell whether she was smiling or angry.

She turned back to look at Gu Hanchuan kneeling on the ground, her tone still calm.

"I am aware of Chu Feng's exploitation of the loophole."

Gu Hanchuan was overjoyed and looked up.

"So, what does the ancestor mean...?"

"New rules can be set, but no matter what, it's not good for you to make a decision on your own. Go back and discuss it with the referee team. It will take effect tomorrow."

Gu Hanchuan's smile froze in mid-air.

Effective tomorrow? What about today?

Are we just going to let Chu Feng's token-stealing incident go like this?

It's one thing to cover up a conspiracy, but does it have to be this detailed?

The disciples watching looked at each other in bewilderment, and a few of the quick-thinking ones had already guessed it.

"Ah, the ancestor is right, the rules have loopholes, but Chu Feng squeezed through them today, so it's not considered a violation!"

"What's this called? The law doesn't apply retroactively?"

"What nonsense about laws not being retroactive? This is called being protected by the ancestors. Think what you want!"

"Damn, if I had a backer like that, I would have stolen all nine tokens."

Gu Hanchuan knelt on the ground, his lips trembling for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

What could he say? That the patriarch was biased? That would be suicide!

Feng Jiuyou's gaze fell on him again, her eyes indifferent.

"besides."

"You are the referee, holding the jade tablet with the word 'judgment,' yet you used a Nascent Soul attack on the token holder during the competition."

"What do you think we should do now?"

Gu Hanchuan's mind went completely blank for a moment.

"Ancestor, this disciple simply..."

"Maintaining order?" Feng Jiuyou repeated, her tone tinged with coldness. "The referee's method of maintaining order is to use lethal moves against the contestants?"

"Then I'd like to ask, is this jade talisman meant to protect the rules, or to encourage the slaughter of fellow disciples?"

Gu Hanchuan's mouth opened and closed, and for a moment he didn't know how to explain.

First label them, then they take sides—that's the old-fashioned way of doing things!

The way the disciples watching behind him were looking at him had completely changed.

There was sympathy, there was schadenfreude, but mostly there was pity.

The ancestor's logic is very clear. He admits that Chu Feng exploited loopholes in the rules, but it is unreasonable to set rules on the spot. At least on the surface, the rules should be fair and the referee team should discuss them together.

But for a referee to use an overpowered, lethal move against a contestant during a competition is the real violation of the rules!

As for who went too far, to be frank, Chu Feng's exploitation of that loophole in the rules is basically like a child playing with a water gun, getting sprayed but stubbornly denying it.

"Hand over the Heavenly Abyss Token," Feng Jiuyou said coldly.

Gu Hanchuan trembled all over.

"Ancestor, the token is in my sister's hands, not mine..."

"Call her out."

Gu Hanchuan quickly turned his head and shouted at the cave.

"Yaoyao, come out!"

The stone door of the cave creaked open, and Gu Yaoyao carefully crawled out through the crack, her face as pale as paper.

My legs were shaking when I got to the middle of the yard.

Holding the Heavenly Abyss Token in her hands, she slowly knelt down and raised the token above her head.

"Ancestor... Ancestor."

"The token is here. Gu Yaoyao... admits defeat."

Chu Feng walked up to the Heavenly Abyss Token, took it, and patted Gu Yaoyao on the shoulder.

"Junior Sister Gu, don't be nervous. Your senior brother isn't a bad person."

Gu Yaoyao looked at him, then at the old ancestor in the Nascent Soul Realm behind him, and almost cried.

I'm definitely not a bad person, I'm the bad person.

Chu Feng hung the second Tianyuan Token on his waist, and when it clashed with the first one, it made a crisp tinkling sound.

With two tokens in his hand, he became much more arrogant.

"Ancestor," Chu Feng turned around and said to Feng Jiuyou, his eyes darting around, "this disciple has a question I would like to ask."

Feng Jiuyou looked at him calmly without saying a word.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "According to the rules, each person can only enter the secret realm with one token."

"I currently have two. Can I give the second one to someone else?"

Feng Jiuyou's gaze lingered on the two tokens for a moment.

"As long as you can protect it, it's all yours."

"How to deal with it is none of my business, nor will the sect."

Chu Feng's smile instantly brightened.

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

He carefully put away the token, took half a step forward, and said in a low voice, "But I wonder if the Ancestor is free tonight? I have recently encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation and would like to ask you about the circulation of Qi and blood."

The air fell into a deathly silence, and Feng Jiuyou's usually indifferent and beautiful face became somewhat unnatural.

She glanced at the disciples kneeling all around her out of the corner of her eye, then looked at Chu Feng's shameless appearance, and gritted her teeth slightly.

"I'm busy!"

Chu Feng wasn't angry and continued to shamelessly press for answers.

"How about tomorrow night? The day after tomorrow is fine too, or the day after that, I'm free anytime!"

Feng Jiuyou narrowed her phoenix eyes, seemingly considering whether to sew this bastard's mouth shut in public.

In the end, he didn't say anything, but took out a black gold token from his sleeve and threw it to Chu Feng.

The token felt cold to the touch. The front was engraved with a phoenix with outstretched wings, and the back had two small characters: "Pass".

Chu Feng's eyes lit up immediately. This was the pass to the ancestor's palace!

With this token, I can go straight to the patriarch's bed!

The future looks so bright it's almost blinding.

"If there's a problem, come over yourself. I don't have that much free time."

After Feng Jiuyou finished speaking, a flash of spiritual light appeared around her, and she transformed into a streak of black light that soared into the sky.

It didn't even have time to repair the spatial rift before it flew away from the sky.

Chu Feng stood there, turning the pass over and over in his hand several times, the smile on his lips growing wider and wider.

"They say they don't have time, but their actions tell a different story."

"Young master, what is this?" Hongxiu popped out from behind Xia Hanyan, standing on tiptoe to try and see what Feng was holding.

Chu Feng put the token away and patted Hongxiu's head.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't know.

Hongxiu pursed her lips, not daring to ask any more questions.

But Xia Hanyan, standing beside him, kept her peach blossom eyes fixed on Chu Feng's action of taking the token.

The phoenix pattern on the token was exactly the same as the hidden golden phoenix pattern on the ancestor's clothes.

Just now, Chu Feng asked the patriarch if he was free tonight. The tone, the expression, the distance...

She could see in an instant that the old ancestor in the Nascent Soul Realm had turned red in the ears.

Thinking of this, Xia Hanyan couldn't help but swallow, and the way she looked at Chu Feng completely changed.

She thought the situation was already outrageous enough.

Chu Feng, a disciple at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, has a powerful figure like Yue Xi by his side, as well as a henchman like Xia Hanyan.

Now it seems that these are not such big scenes anymore.