Chapter 150: Chu Feng – Enough Pretending, It’s Time I Reveal My Hand

Words : 1367 Updated : Sep 27th, 2025

"Be careful!" "No!" "..." The elders of Wendao Academy instinctively tried to stop Chu Feng when they saw him step into Great Sage Diwu's sword array, but it was already too late. The surrounding spectators were stunned by the scene. Some of the younger ones couldn't help but mumble, "Master, is there something wrong with this Chu Feng?" The elder replied, "Looks like it to me." Even Diwu Qingyun hadn’t expected this youngster to walk boldly into his sword array. Was he in a hurry to die? At that moment, the aura around Chu Feng erupted like a volcano. A powerful pressure spread instantly, completely dispersing the aura that Diwu Qingyun was releasing. "You..." Feeling the oppressive force from the young man before him, Diwu Qingyun's expression grew solemn. Chu Feng smiled gently. "Enough pretending—it's time I reveal my hand. I am a Half-Saint." Silence fell. The whole area was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Even the disciples of Wendao Academy looked toward their teachers and elders, curiosity burning in their eyes, making all the big shots feel quite uncomfortable. The elders first looked at King Hengjiang, who was clearly at a loss, then turned their eyes to Elder Bing, whose smiling face was blooming with delight. 'We knew you two had something going on.' After a brief shock, Diwu Qingyun sneered, "Very good! If Wendao Academy wants to bury a Half-Saint alongside me, I’ll grant your wish. My Starlit Sword Array—annihilate!" As soon as he spoke, the nine longswords within the sword array emitted a holy light. Then countless streaks of sword energy within the array transformed into starlight, each one containing the power to destroy the world. Just looking at it made people's hearts tremble. But Chu Feng remained calm, slowly moving his body and displaying the Taiji Fist technique. He brought his hands together, forming Yin and Yang, and pushed upward toward the sky. Boom!!! With a thunderous sound, the starlight vanished, and the nine longswords of the sword array shook violently, nearly being flung out of the array. Chu Feng glanced at Diwu Qingyun with a smile. "Try harder, I can take it." Diwu Qingyun reflexively stepped back half a step. He knew he’d met a true tough opponent—this was not a place to linger. As this thought flashed through his mind, he turned and fled without a second thought. Seeing this, Chu Feng said lightly, "You act tough and then want to run? Life’s not that easy. Swords—come!" With a single shout, countless treasured swords within a hundred miles broke free from their scabbards. Even the nine holy swords within Diwu Qingyun's sword array shattered the formation and flew toward Chu Feng. In an instant, the sky was filled with ten thousand swords, all seemingly waiting for Chu Feng to command them. Chu Feng casually grabbed a sword and waved it in Diwu Qingyun’s direction. "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!" Clang! In that moment, ten thousand swords flew forth. Countless sword energies converged into a single gigantic sword and came crashing down upon Diwu Qingyun. This strike would slay gods if gods blocked the way, annihilate buddhas if buddhas dared to stop it. Once this sword was unleashed, nothing under heaven could match its edge. Diwu Qingyun felt a chill run down his spine. He turned his head—an enormous sword, hundreds of meters long, was already descending. He wanted to escape, but the sword had already locked onto him. No matter if he fled to the depths of the underworld or the highest heavens, he would be struck down by this sword. "Sp—" Before Diwu Qingyun could even finish the word "spare," the sword had already fallen. Under countless astonished gazes, Diwu Qingyun was instantly obliterated—body and soul alike. Silence. For a hundred miles around, there was utter, deathly stillness. Even the monsters hidden in the mountains trembled in their caves, and some of the weaker ones were so frightened that they fainted. "I barely even tried—how did you fall apart so easily?" Chu Feng never expected this guy to shatter like a bubble at the slightest touch. He casually reached toward where Diwu Qingyun had disappeared, but found nothing. ‘I got careless. I didn’t control my strength with my first move, and even destroyed that guy’s storage ring—what a loss.’ Everyone heard Chu Feng mutter to himself and, for a moment, didn’t know what to say. ‘Can’t this guy be a little more modest?’ King Hengjiang said helplessly, "Chief Chu, that sword of yours contained more than a thousand years of cultivation—who could possibly withstand it?" Chu Feng just smiled. "You really can’t blame me for that. He was just too weak." With that, he waved his hand, and all the swords in the sky flew back to their owners’ scabbards—leaving only the nine holy swords floating alone in midair. The cultivators looked at their own swords and suddenly felt a little embarrassed to hold them. At this moment, the most miserable group wasn’t anyone else, but the people from Dayan Holy Land. They’d originally come with Great Sage Diwu to show off, only for him to be casually killed in an instant. For a while, they didn’t know what to do. After a long silence, the head of the Dark Hall spoke up, "S–senior, please spare us!" Only then did Chu Feng remember there were still cultivators from Dayan Holy Land present. He glanced at them lazily and said, "I’m not like that old Diwu. I won’t bully the weak. If your Dayan Holy Land isn’t convinced, just send another Half-Saint to Wendao Academy for a one-on-one match." "Thank you, Senior!" "Senior is truly righteous!" "..." The people from Dayan Holy Land felt as if they’d received a royal pardon. In their hearts they thought, ‘This senior truly deserves to be called a master of Wendao Academy—compared to Great Sage Diwu, he’s on a whole different level.’ "Go on, don’t stick around and be an eyesore." Chu Feng waved his hand. "Understood." The people from Dayan Holy Land immediately turned and left. Chu Feng looked at the nine holy swords floating nearby and thought, ‘At least it wasn’t a total loss.’ He casually put the nine holy swords into his storage pouch, then descended back into the Wendao Academy camp. Cao Youqian was the first to rush over, shouting loudly, "Master, you’re invincible!" That shout snapped everyone in Wendao Academy out of their shock. Cultivators all admire the strong—soon, the students were all cheering, "Chief Chu is invincible!" The elders watched this scene, their faces full of envy, though they couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off—but for the moment, they couldn’t say what. Elder Bing looked at the high-spirited Chu Feng among the crowd and thought, ‘Did he let me win on purpose back then?’ Chu Feng patted Cao Youqian on the shoulder. "If your cultivation ever matches your flattery, you’ll be something special." Cao Youqian scratched his head and laughed, "Hehe, Master, didn’t I learn all this from you?" "Hmm?" Chu Feng shot him an exasperated look, then turned his gaze to Qin Qin. "Qin’er, you don’t blame your teacher for letting the remnants of Dayan Holy Land go, do you?" Qin Qin shook her head. "I have no complaints, Teacher. You’re teaching me that I need to work hard at my cultivation so I can take my own revenge on Dayan Holy Land." "Very good." Chu Feng was very satisfied with Qin Qin’s answer. When he turned, he met the probing gazes of all the elders of Wendao Academy. King Hengjiang slowly spoke. "Alright, the matter is settled. Disciples, return to your tents and rest. Chief Chu, please come with me." "Understood!" The disciples responded and returned to their tents. Chu Feng then followed King Hengjiang to the main tent. "Sit." King Hengjiang gestured for everyone to sit down. After the disciples served tea and tactfully withdrew, the people remaining in the tent—==================================================================================== Get access to 20 chapters in advance and enjoy 2 daily updates by supporting the series. Available on Patreon: /Alex_Cruise or Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/anish_44

Chapter 150: Chu Feng – Enough Pretending, It’s Time I Reveal My Hand

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