Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 542 - 0544: The Bloodshed Caused by a Belt

Chapter 542: Chapter 0544: The Bloodshed Caused by a Belt

Apart from that Xizhu, Chu Feng really couldn’t recall having any other interaction with people who practice Poison Cultivation.

Thinking of Xizhu, Chu Feng also took out his phone, preparing to call Xiao Pang to remind him to be careful.

However, after giving it some thought, Chu Feng still gave up the idea. That Poison King had already been crippled by him, and Xizhu had been disposed of by him as well.

There was no need to make him anxious at this time. Besides, Chu Feng had just killed so many of his poison worms, even if he had heaven-defying abilities, he couldn’t possibly appear healthy and lively in front of people so soon.

Although he didn’t call Xiao Pang, Chu Feng did make a call to Dragon Soul. He asked Dragon Soul to keep an eye on some movements in East River, since such occurrences ultimately weren’t a good sign and required caution.

Time flew by quickly, and before long, the May Day holiday arrived.

Because Chu Feng had to go to Yanjing, he could no longer join his classmates or go out with Cui Jingyan and the others.

Chu Feng was taking the evening flight to Yanjing that day. Despite having a private plane offered by He Sheng, it was a bit too ostentatious, which didn’t fit Chu Feng’s low-profile style.

Although he wasn’t using a private plane, the ticket Cui Jingyan booked for Chu Feng was still first-class.

Since it was an evening flight, there were only four people in the eight first-class seats, including Chu Feng.

Yet among those four was someone Chu Feng knew.

Chu Feng’s acquaintance was none other than Bai Jiahang. Chu Feng hadn’t expected to encounter Bai Jiahang in such a place.

Bai Jiahang sat in the first row, with an old man and a young lady sitting behind him. The old man was clearly a master, his strength at least at the Xuan Level Mid-Stage or above.

If it were before, such a person would have been a fatal threat to Chu Feng. But now, he was no longer considered a threat.

However, Chu Feng wasn’t one to show off, and wouldn’t let people realize at all times that he was a master. Unless necessary, Chu Feng would not reveal his cultivation.

Playing dumb to capture a tiger was the highest realm of acting tough.

Chu Feng always held himself to the highest standards, even though he wasn’t a Virgo.

Chu Feng’s seat was next to Bai Jiahang’s, which was right in front of the old man.

"Brother Chu, what a coincidence!" Bai Jiahang took the initiative to greet Chu Feng.

Chu Feng said, "Is it a coincidence? With the power of the Bai Family, is it difficult to check which flight I’m taking?"

Bai Jiahang smiled and said, "Brother Chu, perhaps you’ve misunderstood. Our Bai Family doesn’t have so many idle people. We can’t pay attention to every piece of information."

Bai Jiahang was obviously mocking Chu Feng subtly, telling Chu Feng that he was an unimportant person, not worth the attention of the Bai Family.

Chu Feng took his seat and then said, "Then it really is my mistake, keeping your Bai Family so busy. In the future, I’ll work hard to give your Bai Family more leisure time, so you’ll have the opportunity to pay attention to me."

Chu Feng was never one to suffer a loss, whether in terms of language or physical confrontation.

Bai Jiahang wasn’t angry and continued to ask, "Brother Chu, is this trip to Yanjing for business?"

Chu Feng leaned a little closer to Bai Jiahang and then gestured for Bai Jiahang to also lean in closer to him.

Curious, Bai Jiahang leaned in closer to Chu Feng’s position.

Seeing Bai Jiahang make a move, his bodyguards’ Powerful Energy pulsated within them, clearly signaling that they would decisively strike at even the slightest hint of unusual movement from Chu Feng.

But Chu Feng didn’t take any of them seriously. If they wanted to act like fighting roosters, so be it.

When Bai Jiahang leaned in with his head, Chu Feng instead drew his head back and said, "I don’t want to tell you."

Bai Jiahang had stuck out his head for such a long time, only to get this response. It really made him feel like he had flown into a rage.

"Old man, don’t act like a fighting rooster. If you dare to make a move, I will definitely throw you off the plane," Chu Feng, leaning back in his seat, not even looking back, told Bai Jiahang’s bodyguard.

"Whoosh!"

The elder could no longer restrain himself and launched an attack. His Eagle Claw strike curved from behind to the front, aiming straight for Chu Feng’s throat.

Chu Feng raised one hand to cover his throat, then with the other hand, he made his move, grabbing the wrist of the elder’s attacking hand.

His movements were incredibly stealthy, using one hand as a feint while the other delivered the real killing technique. But Chu Feng saw right through it, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

Chu Feng grabbed the elder’s pulse, then, with a shoulder throw, flung him from the seat behind to the ground in front of himself.

With his Acupoints controlled by Chu Feng, the elder didn’t dare make any superfluous moves.

Being thrown from behind like that left the elder in a complete mess.

Hoisting the elder up from the ground with one hand, Chu Feng glanced at Bai Jiahang and asked, "Do you mind if I throw him off the plane?"

Bai Jiahang’s face turned an iron shade of blue, but at that moment he was helpless to react.

"His martial arts are subpar; this is deserved," Bai Jiahang attempted to say calmly.

After hearing this, Chu Feng, holding the elder like dragging a dead dog, made his way to the cabin door.

"Sir, you..." It would have been strange for Chu Feng to drag a man like that without being stopped.

Chu Feng pulled off a belt from the elder’s body and said, "He’s carrying a weapon, which I’ve discovered. I acted out of a sense of justice. I’m worried he might threaten the safety of the passengers on the plane, including you air stewardesses, so I plan to throw him out of the plane for the guards to handle."

The air stewardess looked at the limp belt in Chu Feng’s hand and said, "But sir, it’s just a belt."

Chu Feng flicked his wrist, infusing Spiritual Energy into the belt, making it as straight and hard as a rod.

"Air Stewardess, take a look. Is this still a belt? This is a weapon called a Soft Sword. You must have seen it in martial hero dramas. But this old man, he’s not a justice-bearing knight. I suspect he’s trying to hijack the plane," Chu Feng explained.

Observing Chu Feng’s magical transformation of the belt, the air stewardess’s eyes widened in amazement.

"I..."

"Air Stewardess, I’ll throw him down, and you just have to let the airport police handle it. There are no accomplices of his on the plane, you can relax. And with a righteous citizen like me here, there won’t be any danger," Chu Feng stated confidently.

After saying this, Chu Feng threw the elder out of the doorway, while maintaining control over his Acupoints.

From the cabin door to the ground was at least six meters. Being incapacitated and thrown down like that, the elder felt as if his insides were completely jumbled up.

Chu Feng threw the belt, precisely striking the elder’s leg. The belt pierced through the leg and then pinned it to the ground.