Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 230 Kneel Down!

Chapter 230: Chapter 230 Kneel Down!

"How could someone without even sword meridians be capable of Alchemy?" A harsh, piercing voice rang out, full of challenge and mockery. "Ke’er, you rejected my invitation, saying you were too busy to spare the time. Was it just to accompany this waste?"

The voice’s owner was filled with resentment and rage.

And his contempt for Chu Feng could not be more profound.

"Yang Huai, I won’t allow you to insult my junior brother like that!" Qin Ke’er’s smile vanished without a trace, replaced by an icy coldness.

She looked at him with disdain, and enunciated clearly, "I’ll say it again, please refer to me by my name in the future! I’m not called ’Ke’er,’ but ’Qin Ke’er’!" This was a clear statement of her stance—We are not familiar, even less intimate; please respect yourself.

Chu Feng thought Senior Sister Qin was warm to everyone!

But now it seemed that was not the case.

When she first met Chu Feng, she took the initiative to allow him to call her Senior Sister Qin or ’Ke’er.’ Moreover, during their interactions, she was exceptionally close and enthusiastic towards Chu Feng.

This was clearly differential treatment. To her own people, she was warm and friendly. To outsiders, she was as cold as ice, keeping them at arm’s length.

"You, you actually defend this waste like this, could it be that you’ve taken a fancy to him?" Yang Huai roared in fury and embarrassment, immediately attracting countless stares towards them.

Chu Feng turned his head and saw a young man who had a bit of handsomeness about him, staring at him with icy eyes.

This youth had a strand of yellow hair hanging in front of his forehead, and it was unclear whether it was dyed that way or natural. In his eyes and brows, there was an air of ’I am number one in the world’ arrogance.

The clothing he wore was extremely eye-catching.

He was dressed in a golden Sword Master Robe, which only protectors were entitled to wear. For someone so young to have cultivated to the realm of a Late Stage Great Sword Master, it was no wonder he was so domineering.

Yang Huai was pointing his finger at Chu Feng, looking like he wished nothing more than to slaughter Chu Feng right there and then.

"It’s best not to point your finger at me, if your parents didn’t teach you to respect others, I don’t mind educating you!" Chu Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly, his tone icy and indifferent.

In full view of everyone, he was being called waste left and right.

If Chu Feng had no reaction to this, cowering and swallowing his pride, he would truly be a coward.

Even against someone like Prince Jianyun, a True Disciple, Chu Feng dared to oppose, much less a mere protector flaunting himself before Chu Feng—a clear case of someone needing to be put in his place.

With Chu Feng’s current capabilities, dealing with an ordinary Late Stage Great Sword Master would be no problem at all.

Not to mention anything else, just using the Nine Yang Strange Fire alone would be enough to burn this arrogant fellow to ashes. The Evil Spirit King was also a trump card.

The Heaven and Earth Sword Skill and Glazed Sword Technique he had comprehended on his own also possessed immense combat power.

If a real fight broke out, Yang Huai was destined to be defeated without a doubt.

Of course, on the surface, Chu Feng was just a trash Sword Master without any sword meridians.

"An entry-level disciple, who’s the most trash of all, dares to act so arrogantly in front of this protector! You’re courting death!" Yang Huai was already furious, and now Chu Feng dared to oppose him face to face, even threatening him.

This gave him the perfect excuse to deal with Chu Feng.

"Yang Huai, what do you think you’re doing? Just because you have a higher cultivation, you think you can bully my junior brother?"

"If you want to fight, I will fight you!"

Qin Ke’er, like a lioness protecting her cub, shifted her body slightly, placing herself in front of Yang Huai. Her entire being emitted waves of dangerous aura, with sword light flickering uncertainly at her fingertips.

"Master, I can handle this guy! His Yang energy is extremely weak, and his essence is empty inside. I can possess his body unnoticed by gods or spirits, or directly cast an Illusion Technique to make him do some embarrassing deeds."

The Evil Spirit King communicated with Chu Feng through divine thought.

"Yang Huai, go ahead and do as you please, teach this waste a lesson. Whatever happens, I’ll take the blame for you."

Another icy and arrogant voice rang out, carrying the majesty of an emperor.

Suddenly, Prince Jianyun appeared with a group of Sword Slaves and vassals, striding forward with his head held high and chest out, an imposing presence indeed.

Moreover, Shangguan Bei, who had grievances with Chu Feng, was actually following by Prince Jianyun’s side.

It appeared that Shangguan Bei had a rather good relationship with Prince Jianyun. Despite being a True Disciple, Prince Jianyun treated Shangguan Bei with great courtesy, as if they were equals.

After more than ten months, Shangguan Bei’s cultivation had advanced significantly.

The aura he emitted was at least twice as strong as before. It was estimated that Shangguan Bei might have reached the Early Stage Peak of a Great Sword Master.

However, he certainly hadn’t ascended to the Middle Stage of a Great Sword Master yet; otherwise, with Shangguan Bei’s love for showing off and boasting, he would have likely rushed to the Sword Pavilion by now to handle the promotion procedures and put on the silver Deacon Robe.

In just one year’s time, he went from the Initial Stage of a Great Sword Master to the Peak of the Early Stage, advancing ten minor realms.

Shangguan Bei’s talent is indeed devilish.

"This Chu Feng, daring to provoke Protector Yang Huai, probably got slapped to death with one palm!" Shangguan Bei laughed with schadenfreude.

"Qin Ke’er, you better step aside. Otherwise, do not blame me for ruthlessly destroying a beauty!" Prince Jianyun, eyeing Chu Feng with killing intent, coldly approached Qin Ke’er, who stood her ground like a lioness.

Being a True Disciple naturally meant formidable strength.

If they really were to fight, Qin Ke’er would likely be no more than an easy target in front of Prince Jianyun.

"Senior Sister, dealing with such lowlifes, why bother getting your hands dirty? Let this waste take care of it!"

Chu Feng, without changing his expression, drew Qin Ke’er’s slender waist close and gently pulled her behind him, taking her place and directly confronting Yang Huai.

"Men’s heads, women’s waists, next time don’t touch randomly..." Qin Ke’er’s slender waist was grasped by Chu Feng, and she was a little shy and annoyed.

Her beautiful face involuntarily blushed with two touches of red, making her even more enchanting and attractive.

Chu Feng pretended not to hear.

It’s not that he intentionally took advantage of Senior Sister Qin; it’s just that at the moment, the situation was extremely dangerous. If not handled even slightly improperly, Senior Sister Qin would be injured by Prince Jianyun or even be taken advantage of further by him and others.

Imagine, in a battle between men and women where the woman is far weaker than her opponent.

Isn’t that akin to willingly allowing oneself to be taken advantage of?

Given Senior Sister Qin’s concern for him and her stubborn temper, if Chu Feng didn’t intervene like this, she definitely wouldn’t have stepped back obediently.

Chu Feng coldly regarded Yang Huai and the others, and when his gaze collided with Prince Jianyun’s, sparks immediately flew.

As for Shangguan Bei, Chu Feng didn’t take him seriously at all.

He completely ignored Shangguan Bei’s cold gaze.

Ultimately, Chu Feng’s eyes rested on the fierce face of Protector Yang Huai.

"Kneel!"

Chu Feng actually directly ordered Protector Yang Huai to kneel. The scene suddenly went quiet, and everyone looked at Chu Feng with pity, waiting for him to be crushed the next second.