Chu Feng had conducted experiments, and found that both magical treasures and people could be sent in. However, due to its low cultivation level, whatever was sent in would come back out shortly.

It could not be held inside for long.

Even so, it was still freaking awesome. When engaging in combat with enemies, if an enemy attacks Chu Feng with controlled swords,

with just a flash of divine light from Jin Que, he could easily capture the enemy’s divine weapon.

As for sending enemies into the divine light, since they’d be trapped for such a short period, it was of no substantial significance.

Imagine an enemy confidently attacking Chu Feng with controlled swords, fully expecting victory. Suddenly, a divine light flashes, and his divine weapon is gone in an instant.

At that moment, a slash from Chu Feng would surely take the enemy by surprise.

He could very likely kill this formidable enemy on the spot.

"Crimson Fire City is much bigger than I thought. Where is Zhao Min’s house?" As members of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, Chu Feng and his companions only had to reveal their identities, and the soldiers guarding the city immediately welcomed them in with respect.

While others had to pay an entrance fee, they were allowed in for free.

"Main Eastern Street, Number 190!" The kid, Pu Fazheng, seemed dumbfounded, but he had already inquired about his girlfriend’s address in advance.

The group walking on the street drew many curious glances from passersby.

But no one came up to disturb them.

Soon, they found Number 190 on Main Eastern Street.

They had thought it would definitely be on a main street. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a secluded alley.

It gave the impression of being in an old residential area. It looked rundown, crowded, and dirty. The people living here were probably among the poor of Crimson Fire City.

They were at least not the wealthiest bunch.

"This is it!" Pu Fazheng pointed to a small house in front of them and said.

The house looked very old, with just two bedrooms and a living room. The courtyard was almost non-existent, barely larger than a butt.

It couldn’t compare at all with spacious courtyard houses.

However, land in the city was extremely valuable, and it was quite an achievement to own such a house. Considering the status of Crimson Fire City, it could probably be ranked as a third-tier city.

It was estimated that Zhao Min’s house could sell for a million silver taels without a problem.

Knock, knock, knock!

Yan Qing took a step forward, grabbed the rusty knocker, and knocked three times.

When visiting someone’s home, it was customary to knock on the door three times. If the visitors were from the government, they would knock nine times.

"Who is it?"

The courtyard door creaked open, and a man in his fifties or sixties came out.

"It’s you again! Why are you here? I’ve told you, I won’t marry my daughter to you!" The man glanced at the people outside, and his eyes fell on Pu Fazheng’s face. He obviously recognized Pu Fazheng.

His face turned cold, showing an attitude of great disapproval towards Pu Fazheng.

He was about to close the door again immediately.

Pu Fazheng, likely having been scolded many times before, hung his head with an embarrassed smile on his face, appearing eager to please yet unsure how to begin.

"Old man, who’s there? Is it Liu Lang? Please invite them inside quickly, I’ll cook some tasty dishes!" A middle-aged woman’s voice came from inside the house. It was probably Zhao Min’s mother.

She was very fond of Liu Lang, and the warmth in her voice made Pu Fazheng’s face turn even gloomier.

"It’s not Liu Lang, it’s that damn Pu Fazheng who’s come!" The middle-aged man was about to slam the door shut, determined not to let Pu Fazheng and his companions enter.

"Hold on!" Chu Feng stepped forward, fixing his gaze on the middle-aged man.

As a result, a middle-aged woman burst out from inside the house, wielding a broom and charging fiercely at Pu Fazheng.

"You shameless scoundrel, with your beggar’s face, you want to marry my daughter? You expect her to follow you and eat mud or what?"

"Get lost quickly, or I’ll beat you with the broom!"

The middle-aged woman was very fierce, chasing Pu Fazheng all around the street.

Not far away, some neighbors were watching the commotion. They talked among themselves about Chu Feng and the others, their eyes filled with contempt and ridicule.

"Stop! I am Chu Feng, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s Inner Sect Supreme Elder. I’ve been invited by Brother Pu Fazheng to help him with his betrothal. We’ve traveled a long distance to get here, and we are the guests. Is this how you treat your guests?" Chu Feng commanded an impressive presence, and his cold shout managed to intimidate the fierce woman.

You should know, Chu Feng has killed no small number of powerful foes.

Including experts of the Nine-star Sword God Level, the Evil Qi emanating from him is simply unbearable for common folk.

Even just releasing a sliver of it was enough to terrify Zhao Min’s parents.

"So it turns out to be a high disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s Supreme Elder. My apologies! Please come in!" the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before finally inviting Chu Feng and the others into the house.

"Have a seat for a while, I will go buy some tea leaves," said the middle-aged woman, her eyes flickering as she left hastily.

"Buy tea leaves? Isn’t there a shop right up front?" Chu Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly; he was, after all, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years. He immediately sensed that the middle-aged woman had an ulterior motive.

However, Chu Feng was not in the least afraid of any tricks or schemes she might play.

Because Chu Feng possessed formidable strength.

Not to mention being in Crimson Fire City, even if he was in the Vermilion Bird Imperial City, he could act unscrupulously.

Not to speak of anything else, just the Demon Body that was lurking underground and earth tunneling was enough to disdain Crimson Fire City’s top experts.

Once inside the house, the middle-aged man’s attitude toward Chu Feng was neither cold nor warm, casually asking them to have a seat. He then insisted they leave the betrothal gifts outside and not bring them in.

This clearly meant he was not going to accept Pu Fazheng’s marriage proposal.

"Uncle Zhao, let’s not beat around the bush. I will speak frankly. Brother Pu Fazheng and Sister Zhao Min are truly in love. Brother Fazheng is also very diligent and has begun to make his name known within the Sect. This year, he almost made it onto the Earth Rankings."

"I can assure you, marrying your daughter to Brother Fazheng is guaranteed not to be a disadvantage. Your daughter is bound to have a happy life."

Chu Feng had never played the role of a matchmaker before.

In order to help Pu Fazheng succeed in his marriage proposal, he was determined to go all out. He patiently tried to persuade the middle-aged man.

He hoped they would change their mind and not be so stubborn.

"You should know your own daughter well. Liu Lang might be from a good family, but Zhao Min doesn’t like him. Moreover, Liu Lang’s character is far worse than Brother Fazheng’s. If your daughter marries into his family, she might at best become a concubine. Even if she is favored now, once his novelty wears off, he will likely neglect Zhao Min..."

Chu Feng kept persuading, while the middle-aged man just nodded indifferently and uttered hums and ahs.

His eyes, however, kept glancing outside the courtyard. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

He was waiting for his wife to return.

About a half an hour later, Zhao Min’s mother finally came back. However, she didn’t have any tea leaves in her hands. Instead, she was followed by quite a number of people.

"Liu Lang!"

Chu Feng immediately recognized the noble young man following her—it was indeed Liu Lang.

Liu Lang might have been able to act arrogantly before Chu Feng in the past, but now, seeing Chu Feng was like a mouse seeing a cat.