Chapter 245: The Great Calamity of Nanwu Temple

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Chapter 245: The Great Calamity of Nanwu Temple "How could the Centipede King dare? He’s merely a Nirvana-level demon king, yet Nanwu Temple has a Half-Saint overseeing it." "Exactly. Nanwu Temple is one of the top forces in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain territory. For a mere demon king to provoke Nanwu Temple—isn’t that just courting death?" "..." Everyone chimed in one after another, drawing the attention of all the surrounding cultivators. Chu Feng sipped his wine as he listened to the conversation among the nearby cultivators. The demon cultivator who had spoken earlier said, "Ah, you don’t understand. That Half-Saint at Nanwu Temple has already passed away. Now Nanwu Temple is like a piece of fat meat—everyone wants a bite." "In that case, can we also take advantage of the chaos?" A human cultivator asked excitedly. In the southern barbaric lands, strength reigns supreme, and the weak are prey to the strong. To survive, one must seize every opportunity to grab more resources. "That’s right. I came to Ping'an Town today just to gather some friends and join the fun. If the Centipede Demon King is eating meat, we rogue cultivators can at least sip some soup." The demon cultivator’s face was filled with excitement. The surrounding demon and demonic cultivators immediately moved closer to the table, starting to discuss who should take the lead. Chu Feng, meanwhile, continued drinking his wine as if nothing had happened. After the meal, when everyone returned to their rooms, Chen Qianqian tugged on Chu Feng’s sleeve and softly said, "Master, I want to go see Nanwu Temple too." Chu Feng chuckled and patted her little head. "You're worried about your fifth little brother, aren’t you?" Chen Qianqian nodded. "Yes, I don’t want Xiao Wu to fall into the hands of those demons." "Alright then. We’ll follow that bunch to Nanwu Temple to watch the excitement. If the Centipede King really takes the temple, we’ll rescue Xiao Wu ourselves." Chu Feng agreed without hesitation. For him, rescuing a young boy from a group of Nirvana-level demons was an easy task. As for the fate of Nanwu Temple, it had little to do with him. By noon the next day, Chu Feng rode in his carriage, leisurely following behind the group of rogue cultivators. Besides their carriage, other teams of rogue cultivators were also trailing the dozens of scattered cultivators in front. Naturally, those leading in front noticed the multiple tails behind them. But they didn’t mind. To them, the more people following, the more impressive their momentum appeared. Seven days later, Chu Feng’s carriage arrived at a small mountain village several dozen li from Nanwu Temple. From here, one could see Nanwu Temple perched atop the mountain peak. The village, once bustling with noise and people, was now completely deserted—not even a ghost could be seen. Chu Feng and his group casually found a courtyard to stay in. No sooner had they sat down than several dozen demon cultivators arrived at the village. Not wanting to be disturbed, the Golden-Winged Eagle King placed a feather at the entrance of the courtyard. Any passing demon cultivator who saw the feather instinctively avoided the place. As more and more cultivators continued arriving at the outskirts of Nanwu Temple, the once-empty village became increasingly lively. Conflicts erupted daily in the village. Some unfortunate ones who came hoping to drink soup didn’t even get to see the broth before becoming corpses. Chu Feng carried on as usual, guiding Chen Qianqian in her cultivation each day. However, these past few days, Chen Qianqian seemed distracted. Even during chess and painting, she would space out multiple times. Seeing this, Chu Feng didn’t press her to continue learning. "These next few days, you don’t need to attend lessons with me." Upon hearing this, Chen Qianqian’s expression changed slightly and she hurried to admit her mistake. "Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have let my mind wander during lessons." Chu Feng smiled and said, "Worrying about family is human nature. How could I blame you?" Chen Qianqian asked, "Master, can’t we go rescue Xiao Wu in advance?" Chu Feng gently patted her head. "For one, Nanwu Temple may not have reached the point of desperation yet. Even if it has, if we show up uninvited, they may not welcome us with smiles. It might even bring trouble. And you know your master—I hate trouble the most. Let’s wait a little longer and see." "Okay." Chen Qianqian gave a slight nod and said no more, though her worry for Xiao Wu’s safety only deepened. Seven days later, just before dusk. Chu Feng was playing chess with Bingyan in the courtyard when suddenly a loud voice echoed through the mountain village. "The army led by the Centipede Demon King has arrived!" At those words, the entire village instantly erupted in commotion. Chen Qianqian immediately turned her gaze toward Chu Feng. Chu Feng continued playing his move unhurriedly, as if he hadn’t heard the announcement at all. Chen Qianqian looked at her master with a hesitant expression, as if she wanted to speak but didn’t know how. The Golden-Winged Eagle King, seeing this, chuckled and patted Chen Qianqian on the head. "Little girl, don’t worry. With your master here, everything is within control. Even if a Saint shows up, your master can still safely get your little brother out." Chu Feng smiled and said, "Golden Eagle, you're overpraising me. If I were to go up against a Saint right now, I wouldn’t gain any advantage—unless I take that next step." The Golden-Winged Eagle King said, "Brother, no need for modesty. Others might not know your strength, but I, the Golden Eagle, know full well. That Centipede King? You could crush him with a single finger. If you ask me, taking that little brat from Nanwu Temple doesn’t even require you to act—I alone can do it." "Fine, if you think you can, go ahead." Chu Feng responded without hesitation. The Golden-Winged Eagle King agreed instantly. "No problem. I've been wanting to see how strong I really am now anyway." Half an hour later, the game finally ended. Chu Feng stood up and said to Chen Qianqian, "Let’s go. Time to enjoy the show." "Mm." Chen Qianqian reached out, wanting to be carried. Chu Feng picked up the little girl without hesitation, then stepped into the air. The Golden-Winged Eagle King and Bingyan quickly followed. The group hovered in the sky, overlooking the dense clusters of black dots scattered across the land below. These black dots included both human and demon cultivators, divided among six different forces. Seeing this scene, Bingyan couldn’t help but murmur, "Why are there human cultivators in the Centipede King’s army?" Chu Feng explained, "This is the southern barbaric region, where demonkind reigns. For human cultivators to survive, they must rely on powerful demon kings, even going so far as to revere them as gods." Bingyan sighed. "I didn’t expect the plight of human cultivators in the southern barbaric lands to be so dire." Chu Feng didn’t respond further. He simply continued observing the six armies in silence. Soon after, the six armies completely encircled Daming Mountain, where Nanwu Temple stood, sealing it off from all directions. The rogue cultivators who had come to scavenge backed away in fear, not daring to get too close. Once the armies halted, a powerful voice rang out from the ranks. "The Grand Preceptor has arrived!!!" As this thunderous cry echoed, a wave of Buddhist chanting followed. A group of monks appeared within everyone’s sight, carrying a palanquin. Tens of thousands of soldiers immediately dropped to their knees upon seeing the palanquin. 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Chapter 245: The Great Calamity of Nanwu Temple

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