This cocky young man relied on his powerful cultivation, completely dismissing Chu Feng as a nobody.

"Disciple, no! Come back!"

Others might not know Chu Feng’s prowess, but Supreme Elder Feng Zhenqing definitely did. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

On that day when Liehuo Sect imprisoned Chu Feng, he witnessed Chu Feng’s might firsthand. Even the Supreme Sword God of the Dragon Slayer Sect from Azure Dragon Heavenly Kingdom couldn’t handle Chu Feng. In the end, he even took down one of them.

Such a figure, even Feng Zhenqing dared not be too careless.

Feng Zhenqing’s disciple, unaware of the danger, was courting death.

Still thinking highly of himself, he unleashed his Sword Domain, intending to crush Chu Feng.

In the end, as soon as Chu Feng made his move, he panicked.

Because in front of Chu Feng, his Sword Domain was as fragile as paper, crushed in an instant. Then, he watched helplessly as Chu Feng’s large hand swung towards his face.

And he couldn’t dodge an inch.

Smack! Smack!

Two crisp, loud slaps rang out, and the cocky young man held his face in shock.

"You, you actually hit me? And you slapped my face! Damn it, I’ll fight you to the death!" The young man was stunned by a one-star Sword God, Chu Feng, in front of so many people.

He felt his dignity trampled by Chu Feng.

"Then I’ll try another way!"

Chu Feng promptly followed with a powerful kick.

Bang!

The young man seemed cursed, unable to dodge at all. He took a solid kick to the groin, his face turning ashen with pain.

"Ow~!"

His body bent like a shrimp, and with a scream, he retreated hastily.

He had already hidden behind Feng Zhenqing.

This guy was all talk. Just a moment ago, he wanted to fight Chu Feng to the death, but after taking a few hits, he finally calmed down.

Now he knew fear.

Terrified, he hid behind Feng Zhenqing, glaring at Chu Feng with hateful eyes.

"Master, you must avenge me, stand up for your disciple! Boo-hoo..." The young man cried in distress, the two big slaps on his face only superficial pain. The main damage was psychological.

And the kick to his groin nearly made him pass out from the pain.

His vision swirled with stars, and cold sweat dripped down.

"You want your master to avenge you?" Chu Feng sneered, looking playfully at Feng Zhenqing. Simultaneously, a Grade Eight Flame Burst Pill appeared in his hand.

This was pure confidence.

Supreme Elder Feng Zhenqing watched, his eyelids twitching wildly.

Despite his First Tribulation Supreme Sword God level cultivation, he was still alarmed facing an Eighth Grade Talismanic Elixir.

The more powerful someone is, the more they fear death.

He remembered clearly when Chu Feng, at Liehuo Sect, threw an Eighth Grade Flame Burst Pill, instantly killing a Supreme Elder from the Dragon Slayer Sect.

"Ahem... With a formidable enemy ahead, we should work together unitedly against the threat. As for personal grievances, let’s put them aside for now."

"Disciple, don’t worry, your master will surely avenge you in the future."

Feng Zhenqing did not dare to make a move against Chu Feng.

He could only find an excuse to back down.

"Elder Feng is absolutely right; only by uniting can we win this war! I see everyone must be weary from the journey. Why not rest in the camp for a bit? I will assign you to various military units shortly."

Divine General Ling Feng quickly mediated.

He did not want the reinforcements from the two sects to start fighting.

"Someone, take the brave members of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to settle in the camp." Upon Divine General Ling Feng’s command, a Vice General immediately led Chu Feng and the others to the barracks to rest.

Rows of barracks housed the soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Country.

Their cultivations varied in strength.

They even saw numerous wounded, some lying on simple wooden boards, wounds wrapped in bandages. Some seriously injured soldiers looked downright shocking.

Chu Feng saw several wounded with missing legs.

Others had sword wounds to the chest and abdomen, with bandages there stained with blood.

As for those with a severed arm, they could be considered lucky.

At least they could still move freely.

Those with severed legs might end up crippled for life. They would need crutches to walk.

...

The brutality of war was vividly displayed here.

"There are 400 of you; each barrack accommodates fifty. There are a total of eight barracks here, you can distribute yourselves." Perhaps due to underestimating this group of experts from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

The distributed barracks were the most basic kind.

And they had to squeeze fifty people into one barrack, making the living conditions very harsh.

It was hard to accept for Chu Feng, who had to share a barrack with his two wives and a large group of men.

"General, can you provide me with a small private barrack? I’m with my two wives, and it’s really inconvenient!" Chu Feng requested.

The person glanced at Chu Feng coldly and replied icily, "Do you think you’re here on a leisurely tour? Let me tell you, you’re here to fight a war. Expecting a private barrack is a pretty far-fetched idea."

At Chu Feng’s status, being reproached like this by a regular Deputy General was unbearable.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and calmly said, "If it’s difficult to provide me with a private barrack, then a tent would do, just large enough for me and my two wives."

This was already a very modest request.

Keep in mind, the Princess of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Country had once invited Chu Feng to become a Third Grade God General, and he had declined.

"What’s with you? Think you’re amazing just because you’re strong, able to ignore military rules at will?"

"Let me tell you, not a chance!"

"The Ten Thousand Sword Sect only sent you few for support, without a single Supreme Elder. Being given eight barracks is already quite generous."

The deputy general rolled his eyes, spitting everywhere as he ranted.

He scolded Chu Feng violently with harsh words.

The four hundred experts from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect who came to help all looked displeased.

"Then why are they allowed private barracks?" Chu Feng pointed to the distance.

There, a special area was set up with several individual barracks. Chu Feng could clearly see that the Supreme Elder Feng Zhenqing from Liehuo Sect and the several Nine-star Sword Gods from Liehuo Sect each had their own private barracks.

If rules were to be adhered to, it should be fair and equal for everyone.

If people from Liehuo Sect enjoyed privileges, then Ten Thousand Sword Sect should not be inferior.

"Liehuo Sect came with a Supreme Sword God and nine Nine-star Sword Gods; giving them a few private barracks shows respect for them. If you’re envious, then cultivate to their level! In battle, Elder Feng Zhenqing can handle ten enemies himself, can you?"

"Kid, no matter where you are, power speaks the loudest. Want a private barrack? Earn it through battle merits!"

With that, the deputy general stopped speaking with Chu Feng and turned to leave.