CHAPTER 572: CHAPTER 582: FINDING A WAY OUT

Having paid the deposit and rent, Chu Feng did not waste any more time. Amid the admiring and envious gazes of the crowd, he strode towards a Supreme Secret Room.

Sima Zhen was immensely grateful to Chu Feng, silently thinking, "Junior Brother Chu, when I advance to the Sword God Realm, I will definitely not let you down and will assist you with all my might to establish a foothold in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect."

For Chu Feng, twenty-five thousand taels of silver was nothing.

But for Sima Zhen, it was indeed a timely aid.

He was a man of few words; the kindness and favor shown to him by others were deeply remembered, to be reciprocated at the crucial moment.

Being repeatedly overshadowed by Chu Feng and reduced to merely his backdrop, Yang Tianbao’s face was extremely gloomy, and he could no longer maintain his usual gentlemanly smile like a spring breeze.

"Chu Feng, so what if you have money? All these are ill-gotten gains, swindled from Jia Zhenjing. They are unrighteous wealth."

"The purpose of renting the Supreme Secret Room is not to show off and boast but to break through to a new realm. This manager would like to compare with you and see who can advance to the new realm first!"

Steward Yang Tianbao naturally has a face made for sarcasm.

It was he who put forth fifty thousand taels, wanting to show off in front of Chu Feng, but ends up ridiculing Chu Feng’s showiness instead.

To such a shameless extent, it truly opened Chu Feng’s eyes.

He turned around, coldly laughing, "The same old saying, an empty vessel makes the most noise, a full vessel makes none. Steward Yang, who’s always rattling and swaggering all day, this is a great taboo for cultivators. You’ve already lost."

Having said that, Chu Feng walked towards the Supreme Secret Room without looking back.

"You, who are you calling rattling and swaggering? Stop, stop, explain yourself to this manager clearly!" Yang Tianbao, quivering all over with anger, rolled up his sleeves, ready to start a fight.

At that moment, someone who perhaps knew Yang Tianbao whispered, "Junior Brother Yang, this Chu Feng is not to be trifled with! This young man’s combat strength is so strong that he even defeated the Inner Sect Disciple Jia Zhenjing!"

"Don’t act rashly to avoid greater losses."

This person was Yang Tianbao’s friend and thus offered a well-meaning reminder.

Actually, Yang Tianbao was just acting on impulse and didn’t dare to really start a fight with Chu Feng. He was just putting on a show to avoid being looked down upon.

"Hmph, if he didn’t rely on despicable sneak attacks, could he have defeated Jia Zhenjing?" Yang Tianbao said with disdainful and cold snort.

"Since you say so, then let’s consider that I’ve said nothing. But Chu Feng has passed the third level of the Qiankun Sword Formation, and he possesses a Heavenly Divine Weapon. If he really turns ruthless, it’s indeed very terrifying!"

With each disclosure of Chu Feng’s capabilities, Yang Tianbao’s face changed with each word.

"Hehe, there’s still some news about this young man. It is said that when he was in Dan State, he instantly killed several Sword Saints. Back then, it seems he hadn’t even advanced to the Great Sword Master Realm..."

The heroic deeds of Chu Feng in Dan State, although not deliberately publicized, were also not highly confidential.

After all, there were over two hundred Sect disciples who followed from Dan State. If one was determined to find out about Chu Feng’s past, it was not difficult.

Hearing that Chu Feng had instantly killed several Sword Saints, Yang Tianbao suddenly shivered intensely, his face changing dramatically, "Is this Chu surname kid really that powerful? The difference between a Sword Master and a Sword Saint spans two Great Realms!"

A Sword Saint Level, with just a flick of a finger, could wipe out several Sword Masters.

Now, it was reversed.

He naturally had some doubts about the authenticity of the story.

"It shouldn’t be false! It is said that when Chu Feng was in Dan State, he was also despised and suppressed by Sect Elders. His Heavenly Divine Weapon was obtained through his own abilities. The instant killing of several Sword Saints happened during the struggle for that Heavenly Divine Weapon."

Yang Tianbao’s friend spoke with eloquence and assurance, leaving him no room but to believe.

A chill rose from the tailbone, spreading throughout the body.

The moment Yang Tianbao thought of confronting Chu Feng, he couldn’t help but shiver repeatedly. He was also secretly relieved that he hadn’t acted impulsively.

Otherwise, if Chu Feng had eliminated him in an instant, it would have truly been a self-inflicted demise.

"Ahem... The rent for the Supreme Secret Room is ten thousand silver taels per day, it must not be wasted. I’ll enter and start my closed-door cultivation now." Yang Tianbao found an excuse, bowed to his friend, and quickly entered one of the Supreme Secret Rooms.

He was still in a bet with Chu Feng.

This time he must strive to advance to the Sword God Realm. Otherwise, he would no longer have a place in the sect.

...

Chu Feng selected one of the four vacant Supreme Secret Rooms, then opened the Mechanical Door and walked in.

As expected of the Supreme Secret Room, the door was forged from Star Fallen Iron, Activated Carbon, Mithril, and other treasures. It was two feet thick, even sturdier than the inner gates of the Imperial Palace. Even a Nine-star Sword God would need at least three hours to break through it.

Such abnormal defensive capability would definitely allow each cultivator to practice in the secret room without worries.

After opening the door, Chu Feng stepped inside.

His foot found nothingness, and he almost plummeted down, nearly bruising his nose and face swollen. It turned out the floor of the secret room was about three meters lower than the outside ground.

No wonder these secret rooms did not appear very tall from the outside.

"Wow, such dense spiritual energy!"

After falling into the Supreme Secret Room, Chu Feng felt all his pores relax.

Streams of spiritual energy automatically entered his body, and his cultivation was increasing at an astonishing speed, even without actively cultivating or absorbing the spiritual energy. If Chu Feng devoted himself to cultivation, the speed of his cultivation increase would be unimaginably terrifying.

The spiritual energy inside the secret room was so dense that it turned into liquid form, continuously falling like gentle spring rain.

Not to mention anything else, the density of this spiritual energy alone made the daily fee of ten thousand silver taels absolutely worth the price. Other sword cultivators, limited by the number of sword meridians, couldn’t absorb spiritual energy nearly as fast as Chu Feng.

Because Chu Feng possessed the most supreme Supreme Sword Body, with as many as nine Yang Meridians, unmatched in the world.

Additionally, with the assistance of the Abnormal Fire, his speed of absorbing spiritual energy was at least three times faster than others.

Even those with Six Yang Sword Veins or Seven-star Sword Veins could not compete with Chu Feng, this devilish figure.

Scanning the entire secret room, which was more than a thousand square meters in area and over five meters high, it was spacious enough that even practicing swordsmanship inside was feasible.

At the back of the secret room, there was a small room.

Calling it small was relative; it was actually more than thirty square meters.

"So many treasures!"

In the small room, Chu Feng found nearly twenty items that assisted in cultivation.

A Cold Bed made of Ten-thousand-year-old Cold Jade.

And a cushion made from Fire Yang Stone.

Besides these, there were many treasures for suppressing Sword Qi, solidifying sword radiance, and keeping the spirit platform clear, each one expensive and rarely seen.