I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The moment they stepped into the main hall, an overwhelming killing intent swept over them.

The murderous intent filled every inch of the space, causing the temperature inside to plummet.

Those disciples with low cultivation levels could barely resist, but they were all terrified and kept silent.

"Tap tap tap..."

Lin Feng strode forward, his expression calm, not taking the slightest hint of killing intent to heart.

He unleashed a wisp of his divine consciousness, which enveloped the surrounding area.

In an instant, they sensed the arrays and restrictions in operation, concealing a deadly intent.

However, most of the magic arrays had already been blasted to pieces, which was obviously the work of top geniuses like Cheng Xu.

Deep within the palace, powerful auras clashed and intertwined fiercely, accompanied by deafening roars from time to time.

"Walk!"

Having decided to confront the five monstrous sects head-on, Lin Feng no longer concealed his presence.

He moved like a whirlwind, heading straight into the depths of the palace.

He had vaguely sensed fluctuations in spatial power, the unique aura of the Void Stone.

"Boom!"

"BOOM!!!"

The remaining magic arrays along the way shattered instantly when Lin Feng bumped into them.

He instantly darted a hundred feet, heading straight for the core of the palace.

There were many disciples from the five sects around, each cautiously searching for opportunities.

They were terrified of accidentally getting caught up in the magic formation and encountering misfortune.

Everyone was shocked to see someone barging in so brazenly.

"They're disciples of the Hundred Refinements Sect!"

"Zhang Lingfeng of the Hundred Refinements Sect has already been eliminated. How dare they break into the palace? Aren't they afraid of being punished afterward?"

The disciples' eyes flickered, filled with confusion.

In their view, the actions of these Hundred Refinements Sect disciples were tantamount to courting death.

Lin Feng kept his eyes straight ahead until he reached the depths of the main hall before stopping.

Inside a spacious stone hall, figures stood proudly.

Chu Tiange, the number one prodigy of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, was among them.

Cheng Xu, the number one prodigy of the Black Sun Sect, possesses an extremely powerful aura.

Feng Lu, the most monstrous talent of Xiaoyao Academy, remained calm.

In addition, Hong Qianfeng, Song Yuwei, Song Zhaolin and others were also present.

These top prodigies were surrounded by many disciples of the Spirit Sea realm.

It is no exaggeration to say that the hall is now teeming with extraordinary talents and geniuses.

Even the weakest disciple here possesses the strength of the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Lin Feng's arrival instantly attracted everyone's attention.

But the geniuses merely glanced at him indifferently before looking away, as if he were insignificant.

Only Song Yuwei glanced at Lin Feng a couple more times, but did not say anything.

Her face was cold as she glared at Hong Qianfeng, her voice sharp and stern: "This Void Stone belongs to me alone. How dare you lay a finger on it?"

A fist-sized silver stone appeared to float in mid-air, several dozen feet in front of her.

The stone seemed to contain countless stars, constantly emanating a rich, ethereal power.

Upon hearing this, Hong Qianfeng scoffed, his tone disdainful: "Why should I?"

Song Yuwei was too lazy to waste any more words on him and turned to look at Song Zhaolin.

She said in a deep voice, "You promised me you would help me obtain the Void Stone, and now it's time to fulfill that promise!"

But Song Zhaolin's next words caused her expression to change drastically.

"Song Yuwei, a small act of impatience can ruin a great plan."

"While the Void Stone is important, the Hidden Dragon Token is of greater importance to the overall situation."

"It's not worth fighting to the death with the Red Maple Pavilion for a mere Void Stone."

"What did you say?!"

Song Yuwei's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

She never expected that Song Zhaolin would go back on his word.

You should know that she has killed countless spirit beasts along the way.

All the Hidden Dragon Tokens he obtained were handed over to Song Zhaolin.

But now, when she needs help the most, Song Zhaolin coldly refuses her without any mercy.

"No need for further explanation, Cloud Sword Manor is determined to take first place in the points rankings."

"I can't possibly risk seizing the Void Stone just for your sake!"

Song Zhaolin waved his sleeve, his tone resolute and leaving no room for negotiation.

"Hahaha! Song Yuwei, the young master of Yunjian Manor is Song Zhaolin, not you!"

Seeing the infighting at Yunjian Manor, Hong Qianfeng couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He immediately led the disciples of Red Maple Pavilion forward and attacked Song Yuwei directly.

"Song Zhaolin, you two-faced scoundrel!"

Song Yuwei's face was extremely cold at this moment.

Even so, she did not give up and drew the long sword from her back.

She was only in her early twenties, with skin as white as snow, and her black hair was simply tied up.

Wearing a black dress, she looked even more dashing and sharp.

"when!"

The two clashed instantly, and the sound of their swords clashing rang out.

Song Yuwei brandished her long sword and launched a fierce attack on Hong Qianfeng.

She wanted a quick victory; once Hong Qianfeng was dealt with, the other Red Maple Pavilion disciples would naturally retreat.

Streaks of sword light flashed across the sky like bolts of lightning, carrying the force to split a mountain, and slashed towards Hong Qianfeng.

This swordsmanship alone is enough to prove that Song Yuwei is indeed a sword genius.

However, Hong Qianfeng was by no means an ordinary person. As the number one prodigy of the Red Maple Pavilion, his combat strength was similar to that of Song Yuwei.

With the other disciples joining the attack, Song Yuwei soon found herself at a disadvantage and was eventually defeated.

"That Song Zhaolin is truly shameless!" Not far away, Shi Bing spat out disdainfully.

Ji Tianpeng sighed and slowly said, "Cloud Sword Manor is ostensibly a sect, but in reality, it is a family. As the young master, Song Zhaolin naturally has to consider the overall situation of the family."

Shi Bing immediately retorted, "He's right to consider the bigger picture, but how can he use his own sister?"

"You stood by and watched her fall into danger without doing anything; did you feel even a shred of familial affection?"

"This is the martial arts world." Lin Feng suddenly spoke up, his voice icy cold.

"The essence of the martial arts world is inherently this cruel."

Looking at Song Yuwei struggling, Lin Feng felt as if he were seeing his past self.

They were both abandoned, both were alone and helpless, and both were filled with despair.

"laugh!"

The battle on the field was quickly decided.

Hong Qianfeng struck out with a palm at an extremely tricky angle.

This palm strike bypassed Song Yuwei's sword light defense and landed squarely on her chest.

One palm strike decided the outcome; Song Yuwei lost!

She was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and crashed heavily to the ground.

At this moment, she was disheveled and looked utterly wretched.

Why?

"If you can't do it, why did you promise me?"

"Heh! So you've been using me all along."

"I hate being used by others!"

Song Yuwei's face turned deathly pale, and she stood up unsteadily.

More painful than her physical injuries was her heartache, a heart-wrenching pain.

Despite her exceptional talent, her father still regarded Song Zhaolin as his prodigy.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what she did, she never received a single word of praise.

Song Zhaolin's cultivation had only improved slightly, but his father held a grand banquet to celebrate.

She has long since let go of these past events and no longer cares about them.

But Song Zhaolin clearly promised her, so why did he openly break his promise?

Upon seeing his own injury, his eyes remained indifferent, as if he were looking at a stranger.

Song Yuwei was originally determined to obtain the Void Stone, but now she has failed at the last minute. How can she accept this?

For a moment, Song Yuwei felt dizzy and utterly hopeless.

"Song Yuwei!"

Hong Qianfeng stepped forward, full of vigor, and burst into laughter.

"Even your own brother won't help you, who else can save you?"

"Just admit defeat, you can't beat me."

"This Void Stone is destined to belong only to me, Hong Qianfeng!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and attacked Song Yuwei again.

Song Yuwei's expression changed drastically, her fingers gripping the silver ring tightly, already prepared to accept her fate.

But out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught sight of Lin Feng not far away, as if she had grasped at the last straw.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, Song Yuwei, who had previously exuded a cool and aloof aura, suddenly smiled.

Her smile was charming, and her slender waist swayed gently, revealing her alluring figure.

She winked at Lin Feng, her voice deliberately drawn out with a coquettish tone, like a cat's claws scratching at your heart.

"Junior Brother Lin, if you're willing to help me, I'll sleep with you, how about it?"

Lin Feng, who had been standing aside, was suddenly struck as if by lightning, his pupils shrinking sharply.

That voice, that posture, that expression...

In his mind, a charming and beautiful figure gradually merged with the sword-wielding figure before him, eventually becoming one.

A moment later, a faint smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.

"It turns out to be an old acquaintance."