Chapter 10

At this moment, the hall was silent, and everyone's gaze was fixed on Chu Yue.

"Chu Yue, what are you saying? You can't just make false testimony about such matters."

Chu Wei spoke, his eyes filled with a strong warning, clearly telling Chu Yue not to speak recklessly.

"I am not speaking recklessly. On that day, when Chu Zhen and Chu Feng made a bet, I was there, and it was Chu Zhen who asked me to be a witness."

However, Chu Yue was not afraid of Chu Wei. Instead, she stood beside Chu Feng, subtly indicating to everyone which side she was on.

This move not only stunned Chu Zhen but also Chu Cheng and Chu Wei, including most of the Chu family members, whose faces turned green.

None of them had expected Chu Yue to side with Chu Feng so openly, willing to go against the majority of the Chu family.

In fact, even Chu Feng felt somewhat surprised. After all, Chu Yue's actions would offend many people, but beyond the surprise, he felt more touched.

"Chu Zhen, are you trying to renege on the bet?" Chu Feng continued to pressure him, confident that with Chu Yue as a witness, Chu Zhen would not dare to deny it.

"I..." Chu Zhen's face was extremely difficult, unsure of how to respond.

The Immortal Spirit Grass was subsidized by the family only once a year. Apart from this one, they had no chance to obtain such a good medicinal herb.

And this year's Immortal Spirit Grass had just been obtained, and Chu Zhen was preparing to use it to advance to the fourth level of the Spirit Martial realm. How could he bear to give it up?

"Hmph, even if it's true, so what?"

"You and Chu Zhen both joined the Azure Dragon Sect, but Chu Zhen entered the Inner Sect two years ago, while you took two years longer."

"What, are you proud of taking so long to enter the Inner Sect? Now you want to use this to extort Chu Zhen's family subsidy?" Chu Cheng sneered, defending his younger brother. As Chu Zhen's elder brother, he would not let Chu Feng take away his brother's subsidy.

"Don't say these things to me. Your brother knows the truth best."

"If you want to renege on the bet, just say so. I, Chu Feng, will not pursue it further, but that person must admit that his words are like flatulence, completely lacking in integrity." Chu Feng pressed on.

"You..." Hearing this, Chu Zhen gritted his teeth in anger but dared not argue, as he indeed had no justification.

"Ha, what a joke, renege on the bet? Did I say I would renege on the bet?"

"Chu Zhen's Immortal Spirit Grass can be given to you, but you must admit in front of everyone that you are a useless waste, a fool who took five years to become an Inner Sect disciple."

"Everyone, do you think I'm right?" Chu Cheng shouted loudly.

"That's right, Elder Brother Chu Cheng is right."

"Yes, if you want the Immortal Spirit Grass, you must admit that you are a waste. Once you admit it, we will consider it as giving alms to a beggar." Chu Cheng raised his arm, and those present naturally responded to his call.

Except for Chu Yuan, Chu Guyu, and Chu Yue, almost no one in the Chu family liked Chu Feng. They all wished to expel Chu Feng from the Chu family.

So, for anything related to Chu Feng, no matter how outrageous, they would support it, just to make Chu Feng lose face.

"Chu Cheng, don't make a fuss. This is a private matter between Chu Zhen and Chu Feng, and you have no right to interfere." Chu Yue rebuked.

"We have no right, but you do? As Chu Zhen's sister, you are siding with an outsider. Do you still deserve to be a member of the Chu family?" Chu Cheng retorted viciously.

"I, Chu Yue, judge by the facts, not by the person. Besides, Chu Feng is not an outsider; he is also a member of the Chu family."

"You know in your heart whether he is a member of the Chu family, but I can tell you that Chu Zhen is your real brother."

"You are being unreasonable." Chu Yue was so angry that her body trembled.

At this moment, Chu Feng placed his hand on Chu Yue's shoulder, pulling her behind him.

At this moment, Chu Feng still wore an indifferent smile, but his eyes had become sharp. He said calmly:

"I only ask one question: will you give me the Immortal Spirit Grass or not?"

"Ha, Chu Feng, don't say we are making things difficult for you. You really don't deserve Chu Zhen's Immortal Spirit Grass."

"Here's a chance for you. If you can defeat Chu Zhen, it will prove that you deserve this Immortal Spirit Grass."

"Chu Yue, don't say I am being unreasonable. I will now take out my Immortal Spirit Grass. If Chu Feng wins, it will all be his." As he spoke, Chu Cheng took out the Immortal Spirit Grass from his chest and placed it on the table.

At the same time, Chu Cheng signaled to Chu Zhen, who also placed his Immortal Spirit Grass on the table.

"Chu Zhen, you have been in the Inner Sect for two years and have practiced two martial techniques."

"But Chu Feng has just entered the Inner Sect. Isn't it shameful for you to challenge him? You are just afraid of losing." Chu Yue still felt unfair for Chu Feng.

"Shut up, you have no right to speak here." Chu Cheng pointed at Chu Yue, full of threats, and then narrowed his eyes at Chu Feng:

"But if you lose, you must hand over your Immortal Spirit Grass. Do you dare?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Chu Feng, waiting for his response.

If Chu Feng refused, they could insult him as a coward. If he accepted, Chu Zhen would have a legitimate reason to teach him a lesson.

Either way, Chu Feng was in a desperate situation, and they just wanted to see him humiliated.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Chu Feng smiled calmly and accepted the challenge.

"Good, you have courage, but let's agree beforehand that in a fight, there are no rules. If anyone gets hurt, don't blame us." Chu Cheng's smile became more despicable.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, let's go." Chu Feng placed his Immortal Spirit Grass on the table and walked to the center of the hall.

"Brother Chu Feng..." Chu Yue held Chu Feng back, her eyes flashing, warning him not to challenge Chu Zhen.

But Chu Feng smiled and gently pushed her hand away, saying only one word: "Trust me."

Seeing this, Chu Yue was taken aback. For some reason, she had a feeling that Chu Feng was really confident of winning.

Chu Feng and Chu Zhen walked to the center of the hall, and everyone gathered around, not wanting to miss the spectacle of Chu Feng being humiliated.

"Chu Feng, I see you really want the Immortal Spirit Grass more than your life."

Chu Zhen, who had been silent for a long time, finally smiled, but it was a cruel smile.

Being forced into such an awkward position by Chu Feng earlier had made him extremely unhappy. Now that he had the chance to teach Chu Feng a lesson, he would not hold back.

"Ha ha," Chu Feng smiled slightly and said, "That's exactly what I wanted to say to you."

"Boastful, today I will show you how weak you are."

Chu Zhen's left foot suddenly stepped forward, and with a loud thud, he leaped into the air.

His arms moved rapidly, and his fists flew, emitting a menacing aura. He charged at Chu Feng like a wild beast.