Chapter 1346: A Self Inflicted Calamity

As the palm strike surged forth like a flood, Yi Feng remained standing still, gazing into the distance as if nothing had happened, appearing almost arrogantly oblivious to the danger...

Chen Cangyun's eyes gleamed with pride, and a cold sneer filled his heart.

"Too overconfident..."

"Even if you are a Martial Emperor, facing a strike with 30% of my power, you didn't even bother to prepare a defensive stance. Injury is inevitable! Such arrogance leaves me no choice but to abandon martial ethics!"

"This is just as well. Once you're injured, I'll unleash my trump card and seize the opportunity to fight above my level, making a name for myself and achieving greatness!"

Chen Cangyun's eyes now shone with determination, his heart filled with fervent battle spirit!

Clearly, as the lord of a city, he had many trump cards up his sleeve. Otherwise, as a peak Martial King, he wouldn't be foolish enough to provoke a Martial Emperor.

Under normal circumstances, with his cultivation and numerous trump cards, he could definitely hold his own against a Martial Emperor. Even if he couldn't win, he could easily retreat unscathed.

However.

When his confident, unstoppable palm strike reached Yi Feng's back, there was not even the slightest ripple. The once terrifying spiritual energy vanished in an instant.

All that remained was a gentle breeze, as weak as a baby's breath.

"Whoosh..."

The breeze passed by, but the figure in white remained as still as ever, not even a corner of his robe fluttering, as if nothing had happened at all...

How is this possible?!

Chen Cangyun's eyes widened in shock, and a cold wind suddenly swept across his back!

"Whoosh!!!"

The successive breezes were mere moments apart, but the difference between them was like heaven and earth!

In an instant!

A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, causing Chen Cangyun's entire body to break out in goosebumps. His earlier schemes completely dissipated, leaving only a pale, trembling face!

"This..."

"This!"

That was a strike with 30% of his power!

Even if it was just a probing attack, it was still a move from a peak Martial King that couldn't be underestimated. Yet, in front of this person, it had no effect whatsoever. Without any visible action from the other party, the attack was nullified by sheer presence alone!

What kind of terrifying cultivation level is this?

How could the gap between us be so vast?

This kind of terrifying aura definitely isn't something a newly ascended Martial Emperor could possess. This must be a high-level Martial Emperor, or perhaps even a stronger realm!

Chen Cangyun's heart was now a raging storm, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably!

At this moment.

He didn't dare to make any move, completely frozen in the small courtyard. All his previous pride and self-esteem were thrown to the winds, replaced entirely by panic and fear.

Another cautious glance, and his eyes were filled with dread!

The few moments he stood frozen felt longer than the centuries he had spent in cultivation, bringing him immense torment. His entire body was drenched in cold sweat!

Under his cautious gaze.

Yi Feng slowly turned around, still not uttering a word, but a sharp light appeared in his clear eyes, like a falling star!

Under that gaze.

Chen Cangyun's proud Martial King realm, and even the darkest corners of his heart, seemed to be laid bare, completely exposed.

One glance.

Chen Cangyun's pupils trembled violently, feeling an overwhelming, suffocating pressure bearing down on him!

This person is at least a high-level Martial Emperor!

"Gah!"

Chen Cangyun was filled with regret, his mouth agape as if he could fit an egg inside!

It's over, it's over...

After a lifetime of caution and prudence, a moment of impulsiveness has led me to my doom?

What a calamity...

A self-inflicted calamity!

Feeling the aura of death drawing closer.

He no longer cared about anything else, hurriedly kowtowing like pounding garlic!

"Sir, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

"I was rash and foolish, offending you. I beg for your mercy, I beg for your mercy!"

The once confident and proud lord now kowtowed in panic like a lowly servant, his humble and fearful demeanor not even comparable to an ant. Desperate for a chance at survival, he was on the verge of tears.

At this moment.

Chen Cangyun truly regretted his actions to the core!

For so many years, he had prided himself on understanding human nature, using his cunning to gain favor, never making a mistake. Yet today, he had stumbled into a massive pitfall!

There was such a powerful expert right here, someone who could elevate him to greatness with a single word. Yet, in his blindness, he had turned things into such a mess. What a wasted life!

The more he thought about it, the more regret and fear filled his heart.

Chen Cangyun prostrated himself so low that his forehead almost touched the dirt!

Seeing this, Yi Feng's eyes showed no change.

Finally, after a few days of peace, it had been disrupted. Whether it was the earlier grand display or the sudden plea for mercy, it was all equally noisy.

With a gentle wave of his hand, he sat down to brew tea, unwilling to speak another word.

"Leave, and don't disturb my peace again."

The words were utterly indifferent.

But to Chen Cangyun, they were a pardon from heaven, filling him with unbelievable relief. After a few moments of disbelief, he finally dared to believe it, instinctively wanting to explain further.

Only then did he see...

The serene expression on Yi Feng's face as he poured tea, his eyes now focused solely on the cup in his hands.

Instantly.

All the words in Chen Cangyun's heart were stuck in his throat.

He understood clearly that Yi Feng had no interest in speaking further. Even after his earlier disgrace, he still had enough sense to recognize this.

Despite the endless regret and sorrow in his heart, he didn't dare make another sound. In such a situation, being able to keep his life was already a great fortune. How could he dare to hope for more?

Chen Cangyun could only silently kowtow several times in gratitude, then quietly retreated from the courtyard.

Despite the concerned inquiries from his subordinates, he remained silent, leading his entourage away from Qinghe Town in haste, leaving behind only confusion and speculation among the townsfolk, sparking heated discussions in the streets.

The ordinary, bustling town seemed to have gained a new topic for after-dinner conversations.

Watching the city lord and his entourage depart from afar.

The town mayor stood at the city gates, filled with admiration.

"Truly, the city lord is a man of humility and profound depth!"

The elder clan leader also showed reverence, though a hint of confusion flickered in his eyes.

"The city lord is a Martial King-level expert. His thoughts and actions are beyond our comprehension. Just his demeanor in handling people is enough to make us feel utterly inadequate."

"That said, I still can't understand why the city lord would lower himself to visit Mr. Yi. What is so special about Mr. Yi?"

This question left the two old men exchanging puzzled looks.

After much contemplation without an answer, they could only head towards the school at the foot of the mountain as the sun set.

Watching Mr. Yi bid farewell to his students with a calm smile, even though his appearance was somewhat handsome, he still seemed like an ordinary teacher. They were even more perplexed, unable to fathom what could make such an unremarkable young man worthy of the city lord's attention.

Could it really be his knowledge?

A Martial King, caring so much about worldly knowledge? It didn't make sense. They had never heard of any cultivator being so enamored with literature, treating reading as a hobby.

Overcome with curiosity, the town mayor and the elder clan leader couldn't resist approaching and exchanging pleasantries.

After a few words, the three sat down in the courtyard to enjoy tea and chat.

The town mayor seized the opportunity to probe.

"Mr. Yi."

"We're really curious. What did the city lord want with you? If it's not too much trouble, could you share a little?"

Yi Feng smiled and casually replied.

"The city lord is fond of chess. He must have heard some rumor that I know a bit about it, so he came to play a game."

The two men were momentarily stunned, then gradually showed understanding.

"Chess?"

"So that's it..."

"I've heard of people who are passionate about chess, even gaining insights into the Dao through it, using chess as a path to cultivation. I never thought the city lord was also a chess enthusiast. It makes sense that he would travel so far for a game."

"So, you and the city lord played a game in the courtyard earlier? No wonder you didn't want us outsiders disturbing you..."

Listening to their speculative questions, Yi Feng smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, we played a game."

Hearing this, the two old men became even more interested.

"Mr. Yi, you're truly fortunate to have become the city lord's chess partner!"

"How did the game go?"

Faced with their eager inquiries, Yi Feng maintained his smile.

Sipping his tea, he nodded.

It was unclear whether he was praising the tea or commenting on the outcome of the game...

Seeing this, the two old men didn't press further.

In the courtyard, the aroma of tea filled the air, and the tranquility remained unchanged... By the way, I've just opened a new Douyin account. Please follow me, Feng Ling Bei.