Chapter 99: Han Feng Clings to a Wealthy Woman

The Celestial Palace of the Violet Mansion lies deep within the Wild Mountain. It is one of the five perilous lands of the Eastern Wastes, perpetually shrouded by a force known as Desolation. Regardless of whether one is mortal or cultivator, should the power of Desolation invade their body, their lifespan will rapidly diminish until their end.

Yet, there is one exception.

That is for those who bear the mark of the Violet Mansion.

Within the Wild Mountain, countless resources, treasures, and rare fruits abound. Most importantly, the Celestial Palace of the Violet Mansion stands here.

Fortunately, every millennium, the Battle of the Violet Mansion's Prodigies is held.

This event grants all under heaven the opportunity to enter.

Each Battle of the Prodigies takes place at the foot of Wild Mountain.

Due to the existence of the Celestial Palace, over tens of thousands of years, a grand city has been built at the mountain's base.

Named Desolation City, its area and population far surpass those of Profound City. The powers in Desolation City are intricate and intertwined; every major force has established a base here.

According to Chen Wanwan's previous suggestion, they should go directly to the stronghold of her Sacred Demon Land.

But Chu Feng refused.

Instead, he carried the invitation and went straight to the venue of the Battle of Prodigies.

"You are one of the judges for this Battle of Prodigies, Lord Chu Feng."

A judge? Chu Feng truly hadn’t known.

He had wondered, having surpassed the thousand-year limit, why he had received an invitation—something amiss, perhaps some underlying scheme.

Could it be the Jiang family at work? Drawing him into Desolation Province to kill him?

If it were before, Chu Feng would have been somewhat fearful.

But now, he truly had no fear.

He had two purposes in coming to Desolation Province—foremost, to retrieve Shen Qianxue, his woman, who could not remain under another’s control. As for the so-called Battle of Prodigies, it was merely secondary, a matter to be dealt with in passing.

He possessed a Heavenly Lord Tribulation Trial Card and an Immortal Emperor Trial Card; even the Jiang family would pay dearly if they confronted him.

Being a judge suited him perfectly.

No interest in bloody battles or deciding victory and defeat.

"Lord Chu Feng, please, your residence has been arranged. The Battle of Prodigies begins tomorrow."

"However, before entering your residence, we require you to briefly verify your strength. According to tradition, each Battle of Prodigies, aside from the three elders of the Violet Mansion, invites seven judges, all of whom must be at least at the Ascendant Celestial level, so..."

Chu Feng frowned and snorted coldly, "Since your Violet Mansion does not trust my abilities, why send me an invitation? Why must I prove myself? I’m not interested. What nonsense judge, I refuse."

With that, Chu Feng turned to leave.

Did they really think someone cared to be their judge?

The official receiving Chu Feng was dumbfounded.

This was an invitation from the Violet Mansion Celestial Palace.

The Battle of Prodigies is held every thousand years, selecting a hundred prodigies to enter the palace and comprehend the Emperor's legacy. Beyond that, there are the judges.

Seven in total. Three from the palace, seven invited.

Those invited also have the qualification to enter the Violet Mansion.

Others would be ecstatic to receive the invitation; yet, he merely asked Chu Feng to display his strength, and Chu Feng turned to leave.

Let him go, then.

Crucially, the so-called verification of strength was not the order of the Violet Mansion, but a personal act.

The official, named Li Hongyun, at the Integration stage, grew anxious and hurriedly said, "Wait, Lord Chu Feng, please, since you do not wish to formally verify your strength, it is fine. Anyone invited by the Violet Mansion must possess extraordinary qualities. Please, enter."

Chu Feng asked, "You truly don’t need me to prove myself again?"

"No need," Li Hongyun quickly shook his head.

"Please, Lord."

Only then did Chu Feng nod in satisfaction and stride inside.

Watching Chu Feng’s departing figure, Li Hongyun trembled with rage. "Chu Feng, I, Li Hongyun, will remember you."

The residence was quite well arranged.

An independent courtyard, spacious enough for six or even ten people.

Upon entering, Chen Wanwan said, "Husband, don’t you find it strange? You are merely the Grand Elder of a second-rate Daoist sect from Sword Province, even if you destroyed the Jiang family, outsiders would think it was a joint effort by our Sacred Demon Land and the Ji family. Why would they send you an invitation, making you a judge in the Battle of Prodigies?"

Chu Feng nodded, "I have considered it. Unless it’s the Jiang family’s doing."

"But there’s no reason."

"Such a great opportunity, why would the Jiang family give it to me for nothing?"

"Regardless, we’ll meet force with force, water with earth. When the time comes, all will be clear."

Chu Feng glanced around and found a delightful surprise.

Though the courtyard was spacious, there was only one bed.

He laughed heartily.

"Looks like tonight we must all share the same quilt."

"See, it’s getting late. Shouldn’t we rest?"

As he spoke, Chu Feng wrapped his arm around An Miaoyi.

An Miaoyi stiffened, hastily trying to break free.

A trio—An Miaoyi had experienced such before, but only under duress.

To actively join Chu Feng, she had never done so, instinctively wishing to pull away.

How could Chu Feng let her escape?

He simply lifted her up and strode into the house.

No matter how An Miaoyi struggled, it was futile.

...

Elsewhere.

Outside Desolation City.

At this moment, Han Feng was snuggling obsequiously in the embrace of a massive fat man, weighing over five hundred pounds, riding in a lavish sedan chair, speeding through the air.

On either side of the sedan stood ten handsome, muscular men, each with eight-pack abs, clad in sheer robes, their physiques fully on display.

Han Feng himself was bare-chested, wearing a broad smile.

In truth, he was inwardly cursing.

That day, Han Feng had left Phoenix Mountain and heard rumors of the Battle of Prodigies.

Immediately, he resolved to enter the Violet Mansion.

The Battle of Prodigies tested not only strength but talent. Han Feng, the child of destiny, possessed a system, and was certain he could enter the palace, comprehend the Emperor’s legacy, and see his power soar.

"Chu Feng, just wait. When I enter the palace, I’ll deal with you."

Yet, upon entering Desolation Province, he encountered a woman rated as S-class.

She rode a luxurious sedan, surrounded by powerful guards. Tempted, he approached to flirt, only to discover she was no beauty.

But instead, the massive fat man before him.

Do not underestimate this fat man.

He was one of the five great wanderers of the Sacred Demon Land, Joyous Wanderer.

At the early Ascendant stage, his greatest passion was handsome men.

Han Feng was indeed handsome, and as he presented himself, Joyous Wanderer gladly accepted.

He whisked Han Feng directly into his sedan.