CHAPTER 597: CHAPTER 607: COLLISION

The thirty-six Cold Jade Mats at the very front are definitely reserved for the most exceptional Inner Sect Disciples, only they are qualified to sit there.

Chu Feng came at an inopportune time; at the moment, there were no lectures nor an audience.

Only when he approached the front row did he notice that each of the thirty-six Cold Jade Mats had its own designated name.

"Inner Sect Guardian Wang Hansheng, Inner Sect Disciple Luo Xi... At the top, startlingly, was the name of a female disciple, called Si Huang."

Si was one of the Eight Ancient Surnames, nowadays scarcely used by anyone.

This Si Huang, to be ranked first, must have an extraordinary might in the way of the Sword Dao. Especially regarding the understanding of Swordsmanship and the cultivation of Cultivation Techniques.

At this moment, there were dozens of Inner Sect Disciples on the First Level, chatting and laughing in groups of three or two, or discussing difficulties encountered in Swordsmanship and cultivation.

Upon Chu Feng’s arrival, they swept a dismissive glance at him.

Once they realized Chu Feng was dressed as an Outer Disciple, their faces immediately revealed expressions of disdain.

"Hey, how did an Outer Disciple get into the Chuan Gong Hall? This place isn’t somewhere just anyone can enter."

"Who knows, maybe he stepped in some dog shit luck, got some reward, and could enter the Chuan Gong Hall for something like an Elder’s empowerment."

Chu Feng didn’t care about their mockery and contempt.

He lifted his gaze towards the staircase leading to the higher floors.

Contrary to his expectation, there were two staircases leading up. The one on the left went to the Second Level.

The Second Level of Chuan Gong Hall is the place for consulting about cultivation of Cultivation Techniques.

Inclusive of things like the Pulling Technique and empowerment, all are conducted on the second floor, presided over by specially assigned Elders and protectors.

The staircase on the right leads straight to the third floor, which is where the selection of Cultivation Techniques takes place.

Two powerful Inner Sect Guardians were sitting cross-legged in front of the staircase guarding it. This was just the first checkpoint; surely more powerful Elders, or even Supreme Elders, guarded the floors above.

Just as Chu Feng prepared to head for the right staircase, several figures descended from the second floor.

"Chu Feng!"

The leader among the descending few was a young man dressed in a robe studded with gold and ancient moon color. He was tall and handsome, with a Mountain and River Crown on his head, a Gold-encrusted Jade Belt around his waist, and a Jade Flute in his hand.

He looked outstanding and exceptional, with a powerful aura radiating from him.

The people behind him took him as their leader, like stars surrounding the moon.

The robe studded with gold and ancient moon color was a privilege only granted to Inner Sect True Disciples.

This young man was an Inner Sect True Disciple. Chu Feng could not sense the youth’s specific level of cultivation but could vaguely feel that the young man’s strength was extremely terrifying.

He might not be much weaker than the Vermilion Bird Emperor or the Panlong Heavenly Emperor.

The one calling out to Chu Feng was naturally not this young man, but rather Han Shan, who was behind him.

Unexpectedly, Han Shan was an Elder disciple who appeared extremely respectful and humbly akin to a Sword Slave behind this person, deliberately fawning over the handsome young man.

Faintly, Chu Feng heard Qin Shan and others calling this True Disciple as Elder Brother Han Sheng.

Chu Feng remembered that among those thirty-six Cold Jade Mats, one belonged to Han Sheng. And it was exceedingly close to Si Huang’s.

It was certain that this Elder Brother Han Sheng was among the foremost in strength of the many True Disciples. No wonder his aura was so formidable, and his presence so remarkable.

Qin Shan and other Inner Sect Disciples stood together with Han Sheng, completely becoming a foil.

"Calling for your grandpa? I don’t have a nice face for you," Chu Feng said to Qin Shan without any sign of friendliness.

"Hmph, it seems that the lesson you got last time wasn’t harsh enough! This is Chuan Gong Hall, not a place for trash from the Outer Sect like you. Get out immediately."

Seeing Chu Feng’s disrespectful words, Qin Shan immediately got furious.

The look in his eyes towards Chu Feng was filled with a bone-chilling murderous intent.

"Hehe, whether I can come here or not is not for you to decide, but for the masters guarding Chuan Gong Hall to determine." Chu Feng sneered coldly, standing still.

Just at this moment, someone else came down from the Second Level.

It turned out to be a young woman with a pretty appearance, who looked at most twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She stood elegantly, her large, glossy eyes extremely clear.

She was only wearing the attire of a Sword Slave, but it could not hide her good figure.

Although this young woman was merely a Sword Slave, her demeanor was arrogant, her gaze cold and detached, overlooking everyone including Qin Shan, not taking them seriously in her eyes.

Chu Feng couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.

Whose Sword Slave is she, to be so haughty?

"Don’t block Miss Dongxue’s way, clear a path!" The speaker turned out to be Han Sheng.

He clearly had a pleasing intent towards this arrogant female Sword Slave. This made Chu Feng even more surprised.

Who is this female Sword Slave, and what is her background?

"What pure Sword Qi!" Dongxue’s charming eyes swept over Chu Feng once, and a look of surprise appeared on her proud face. The way she looked at Chu Feng also became more serious.

Han Sheng was also slightly surprised; he knew full well Dongxue’s capabilities.

As just a Sword Slave, her perceptive abilities were so strong that even Inner Sect Elders would feel inferior. Her high praise for this youth from the Outer Sect meant that the youth must possess something extraordinary.

Han Sheng himself was a supreme expert with the Six Yang Sword Veins.

Although Chu Feng had received Dongxue’s praise, with only Sword Saint Cultivation, he was not yet worthy of catching Han Sheng’s eye. Thus, he did not take it too seriously.

On the other hand, Qin Shan looked at Chu Feng receiving Dongxue’s attention with extreme annoyance and disdainfully said, "His name is Chu Feng, just an Outer Disciple. The reason why his Sword Qi is purer than ordinary people is that he possesses the Nine Yang Sword Veins."

"So, he has the Nine Yang Sword Veins, no wonder he is so extraordinary! Those are the Supreme Sword Veins!"

Dongxue showed an expression of sudden realization, and her interest in Chu Feng grew even more.

The Six Yang Sword Veins and the Seven-star Sword Veins are rare, yet still seen on some occasions.

For example, Han Sheng is a possessor of the Six Yang Sword Veins.

The Nine Yang Sword Veins and the Nine Yin Sword Vein are the top Supreme Sword Veins in the world. One in a billion, they are as rare as a phoenix’s feathers and a unicorn’s horn.

"It’s a pity, if I had the Nine Yang Sword Veins in me, I would surely dominate the world and reach the peak of the Sword Dao!" Han Sheng’s tone clearly contained a hint of sourness. This was envy.

"Trash, what are you still doing here? Get lost immediately, don’t block my sight!"

Qin Shan had intended to belittle Chu Feng, but after revealing that Chu Feng possessed the Nine Yang Sword Veins, Dongxue’s appreciation only deepened. Annoyance filled his heart, but he did not dare show any disrespect to Dongxue.

After all, the master behind her was a dreadfully terrifying figure.

Even Han Sheng dared not offend her.