NOVEL Top-grade Demon Supreme Chapter 1923 - 1922: Apologize and Kowtow? Is He Worthy? (3 Updates)

Top-grade Demon Supreme

Chapter 1923 - 1922: Apologize and Kowtow? Is He Worthy? (3 Updates)
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Chapter 1923: Chapter 1922: Apologize and Kowtow? Is He Worthy? (3 Updates)

"If it’s war you want, then war it is. You think my Shennong Pavilion would be afraid?"

Yu Yaoran said coldly, his face full of disdain.

"You..."

"Looks like your Shennong Pavilion actually has some confidence this year, daring to talk to me like that!"

Xie Kun snorted icily.

"Everyone, we’re here today to exchange pointers, not to tear each other’s faces. Why hurt the harmony?"

Just then, a cool, clear female voice rang out.

A matron in a white palace gown, her hair piled up high, with a cold and distant face, walked over slowly.

An ethereal air radiated off her, yet she still retained a mature allure.

At her side followed a girl in a long, sheer white silk dress, with long hair, delicate features, and a cold, stunning beauty.

She looked only just of age, yet already outshone all the other girls, breathtakingly beautiful.

Her whole body exuded an immortal-like aura, as if a fairy had descended to the mortal world.

She gave people the feeling that she could only be admired from afar, not profaned.

Behind the two of them followed a group of women in white, each holding a longsword.

Though they couldn’t compare to the two in front, each one was still at the level of a beauty.

"Damn, where did all these beauties come from?"

Xia Liu said in shock, eyes round as saucers.

Even Chu Feng’s eyes lit up.

However, his gaze was fixed on the ethereal, fairy-like girl beside that matron.

"Master, that girl’s physique is anything but simple!"

The Heavenly Vault Tripod Artifact Spirit Little Cang spoke up directly.

"What physique does she have?"

Chu Feng asked curiously.

"Immortal Spirit Body!"

Little Cang said.

"Immortal Spirit Body?"

"What kind of physique is that?"

Chu Feng asked in puzzlement.

"It’s a very special, extremely unique physique."

"In the Small Thousand World, Medium Thousand World, and Great Thousand World you’re in, this kind of physique likely doesn’t exist at all!"

Little Cang snorted.

"That mysterious?"

"Then where does this physique come from?"

Chu Feng was confused.

"From the Immortal Spirit Continent on another plane!"

Little Cang said.

"Immortal Spirit Continent?"

Chu Feng was briefly stunned.

"It’s the Immortal Realm from the Hua Country myth stories you people tell!"

Little Cang said in a low voice.

"Immortal Realm?"

"It really exists?"

Chu Feng’s expression changed in shock on the spot.

"In the vast Heaven and Earth, anything can exist!"

"Immortals aren’t just made-up nonsense either, it’s just that that level is far too distant from where Master is now."

"Because the plane where the Immortal Spirit Continent is located is far scarier than the plane you’re on!"

"Master will slowly come to understand in the future!"

Just that brief explanation from Little Cang filled Chu Feng’s heart with endless flights of fancy.

So immortals really did exist?

This was something Chu Feng had never dared to imagine before!

This ethereal, fairy-like girl possessed that Immortal Spirit Body,

could she really be an immortal descended to the mortal world?

"Who are they?"

Chu Feng then looked at Yutong and asked.

"They’re all from the Nuwa Palace. The one in the lead is the Nuwa Palace Master Mu Wanru."

"The one beside her should be the next Inheritor of Nuwa Palace, named Mu Yuqing!" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Yutong said.

"She’s the Nuwa Palace Master’s daughter?"

Chu Feng blurted.

"No. People of Nuwa Palace are forbidden for life to marry or lose their virginity."

"She was an abandoned infant the Nuwa Palace Master brought back from outside, so she has the same surname as Palace Master Mu!"

Yutong explained.

"Never allowed to marry or sleep with a man for their whole life? Isn’t that basically being a nun?"

Chu Feng said in shock.

"This is a precept passed down in Nuwa Palace from generation to generation."

"Whoever dares violate it tarnishes Nuwa Palace’s name and will suffer a brutal execution!"

Yutong said gravely.

"These women are really miserable!"

"They can’t even have a man. How do they endure the loneliness at night?"

Snow Emperor said boldly.

Uh..."

Hearing Snow Emperor’s words, Chu Feng and Yutong both looked awkward.

"Palace Master Mu, my son is dead. How do you expect me to stay harmonious?"

"If it were your disciple who died, could you still be harmonious?"

Xie Kun barked coldly, his eyes flashing with a chilling killing intent.

The Nuwa Palace Master Mu Wanru’s expression darkened, and she fell silent.

"Master Xie, Master Yu, please calm your anger!"

"You’ve all come to Kunlun Mountain today, and it’s my poor hospitality as Feng Yangtian."

"That led to this kind of incident. Here, I’ll offer both of you an apology!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a blue-green robe walked over.

He was the Kunlun Mountain Master, Feng Yangtian.

Feng Yangtian clasped his fists directly.

"What about my son’s death?"

Xie Kun said coldly.

"We’re all deeply grieved that Nephew Xie was killed, but I believe this young lord didn’t do it on purpose; he must have killed by accident."

"How about we have him kneel and apologize, kowtow to atone, and we’ll spare his life."

"Kunlun Mountain and Shennong Pavilion can also each bring out some compensation for Nephew Xie!"

"What do you all think?"

Feng Yangtian said.

"Kneel and kowtow? He deserves that?"

Before Xie Kun and Yu Yaoran could speak, Chu Feng said coldly, his face full of disdain.

Swoosh!!!

Xie Kun’s face sank, his eyes surging with monstrous killing intent as he thrust a palm toward Chu Feng to kill him.

Boom!!!

Yu Yaoran struck out directly, blocking that palm from Xie Kun!

At once, both sides’ disciples drew their weapons, the atmosphere taut as drawn bows, ready to erupt into battle at any moment.

"If you start fighting now, then there’s no need to hold the competition among the younger generation of the Five Great Forces!"

Just then, another group of people appeared. The man in the lead wore a bagua robe, his eyes shining sharply!

He was the Fu Xi Palace Master, Fu Tian.

"He must die!"

"No one can stop me!"

Xie Kun stared fixedly at Chu Feng.

"Master Yu, is this son-in-law of yours going to take part in this time’s competition?"

Feng Yangtian looked at Yu Yaoran and asked.

"That’s right!"

Yu Yaoran said.

"In that case, why doesn’t Master Xie send one of his own Sect disciples to face this Master Yu’s son-in-law in the formal competition of the Five Great Sects?"

"Life and death disregarded at that time, a duel to the death. How about it?"

Feng Yangtian said.

"I agree!"

Yu Yaoran said directly.

"This..."

At this moment, Xie Kun’s eyes flickered. He hesitated.

"I agree. By then I will represent Kongtong Sect and fight you. I’ll personally kill you to avenge my younger brother!"

Just then, a young man behind Xie Kun stepped out, staring at Chu Feng with a grim, murderous look as he barked. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

He was Xie Kun’s eldest son, the next heir of Kongtong Sect, Xie Ming.

"I’ll send you to see your brother!"

Chu Feng said coldly.

"Good. Since that’s the case, we’ll do it like this!"

Xie Kun said frostily.

"Since everyone agrees, then that’s settled!"

"Let’s all go in and rest. The competition officially begins tomorrow!"

Feng Yangtian said.

"That brat won’t just take the chance to run, will he?"

Xie Kun’s cold gaze swept over Chu Feng.

"Rest assured, Master Xie. Before tomorrow’s competition begins, no one is allowed to leave Kunlun Mountain!"

"I believe Master Yu wouldn’t do something like that either!"

Feng Yangtian said directly.

"You’d better worry about your own son first."

"Don’t end up with both sons dead and no one left to send you off at your funeral!"

Yu Yaoran said coldly.

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