Chapter 390: Feeding Points

"I think I’m starting to understand. But I’m curious, just how strong is the Spirit Sword Valley? If their own strength is only average, does that mean they just rely on their female disciples to maintain relationships with the major sects?" Chu Feng asked.

"That’s not an incorrect way to look at it, but I have to tell you, the Spirit Sword Valley is far from weak. In fact, you could say they’re very powerful."

"Think about it. Their own disciples are already very strong, and on top of that, they have connections to several Major Sects. So basically, no one dares to provoke the Spirit Sword Valley—not even the Blood Blade Manor," said Chu Tianshan.

"I see," Chu Feng said with a nod.

He understood all of this, but whether or not he actually cared was another matter entirely.

Chu Feng operated on a single principle: if anyone dared to provoke him, he would cut them down without a second thought.

"I wonder if Jun Luohua showed up for this Martial Arts Grand Ceremony. That fellow is the head of Qingcheng Mountain now," the Western Celestial King said with a laugh. "The last time I saw him was over a decade ago. I ran into him at Qingcheng Mountain. His power is incredible now. I’m getting old; I couldn’t beat him anymore."

"Hasn’t Jun Luohua’s strength reached the Martial Arts Limit by now?" the Martial Arts Venerable from the Three Swords Sect asked curiously.

"He had already reached the Martial Arts Limit over a decade ago, let alone now," the Western Celestial King said. "Back then, he was even talking about creating some Youth Ranking, a War God Ranking, things like that. I wonder if he ever actually did it."

After some more casual conversation, everyone ate and drank their fill. Then, they all set out, leaving the frontier base in Northwest China.

Upon returning to the Great Snow Mountain, they once again had to face the trial of the blizzards.

All five hundred of the remaining participants were incredibly strong. Someone like Chu Wushuang was now scraping the bottom of the barrel.

Keep in mind that Chu Wushuang had already reached the Qi Cultivation Mid-stage Realm, which just went to show how terrifying the competition at this Martial Arts Grand Ceremony truly was.

With the third round about to begin, the accommodations for the five hundred disciples from the various sects were suddenly upgraded. Each person was given a private room.

The third round of the competition would consist of arena battles.

Inside Chu Wushuang’s room, Chu Feng stood beside him and asked with a smile, "So, the competition’s about to start. Are you scared?"

"Young Master, it would be a lie to say I’m not scared," Chu Wushuang said, his face etched with bitterness. "There are too many masters here. Making it into the top five hundred was my absolute limit. I’m just here to fill the lowest ranks."

He was well aware of his own capabilities. Just getting this far had been pushing his limits.

Besides, he felt his place in the top five hundred wasn’t entirely earned.

"Really? You have that little confidence?" Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Sigh, Young Master, this is just how it is. If I had half—no, even just a third—of your strength, I wouldn’t be worried at all. I’d just knock them all down!" Chu Wushuang said, forcing a laugh.

"You don’t need to worry," Chu Feng said. "As long as you focus on your Cultivation, you’ll definitely become powerful one day. Besides, I’ve already spoken with the Old Ancestor. You’re going to remain the Chu Family’s Young Master. I’m truly not interested in the title."

"Young Master, how could that work? The gap between our strength is just too vast. I’m not fit to be the Young Master, and no one would be convinced otherwise."

"Ever since I came to this Martial Arts Grand Ceremony, I’ve finally realized the truth," Chu Wushuang said with a sigh. "I used to delude myself, thinking I was some kind of genius. But now I see I’m nothing but trash."

"Besides, with my current strength and status, do you really think it makes any difference to me whether I’m the Young Master or not? You’re the one who’s suitable. In the Chu Family, there’s no one else but you."

"You don’t need to worry about convincing everyone. They’ll definitely accept you. It’s just that your strength is a bit lacking at the moment. But even that isn’t a problem now. The Old Ancestor has already reached the Human Martial Arts Peak Realm, which is more than enough to protect you while you grow stronger," Chu Feng said.

"The Old Ancestor’s breakthrough to the Human Martial Arts Peak Realm has made the entire clan ecstatic. It’s given the Chu Family another century of security," Chu Wushuang said, nodding happily.

"Alright, just focus on your Cultivation," Chu Feng said. "This kind of pressure is exactly what you need to make rapid progress and raise your Cultivation. It’s the only way for your Cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds."

"Young Master, I heard you sent Xue Wujian of the Snow Sword Sect flying with a single strike. What a shame I didn’t get to see it." Chu Wushuang’s eyes shone with envy and admiration as he looked at Chu Feng.

"Alright, enough of that nonsense. Hurry up and focus on your Cultivation. Calm your mind. Only by quieting your heart can you advance fearlessly. Your talent isn’t bad, so don’t waste it," Chu Feng said. "Oh, right. In your match tomorrow, you’ll be facing a Foundation Establishment Realm expert from the top thirty."

"Huh? Foundation Establishment Realm? Then aren’t I completely done for?" Upon hearing this, Chu Wushuang’s spirit faltered. He could only shake his head and sigh.