Chapter 27

"Chu Yue, it seems you’ve had quite a good harvest as well." Chu Wei’s voice echoed as he and his group slowly approached.

"This... You actually went to hunt for Heavenly Spirit Grass, and you managed to catch so much." When Chu Wei and the others saw the Heavenly Spirit Grass in Chu Yue’s arms, they were equally shocked.

The value of one Heavenly Spirit Grass was equivalent to twenty Earth Spirit Grasses, and the thirteen Heavenly Spirit Grasses in Chu Yue’s arms were already more precious than all of Chu Wei’s group’s harvest.

"No, this wasn’t what we caught, but what Brother Chu Feng gave me." As Chu Yue spoke, she stuffed the thirteen Heavenly Spirit Grasses into her waist pouch.

When she made this move, almost everyone swallowed their envy, especially the two who had insulted Chu Feng earlier; they felt like finding a block of tofu to bash their heads against.

Because their provocation of Chu Feng just now was no different from two beggars with copper coins trying to show off to a wealthy man, which was extremely ridiculous.

"Chu Yue, you mean this is what Chu Feng gave you? Could it be..."

Chu Wei and the others turned pale, suddenly remembering the full bag Chu Feng had when they saw him earlier.

"Big Brother Chu Wei, Sister Chu Yue, something’s wrong, Brother Chu Feng he..."

At this moment, Chu Xue and her group rushed over, her face looking very grim.

"Chu Xue, what’s wrong? Did Chu Feng bully you?"

Seeing Chu Xue’s dispirited appearance and the injury on Chu Gao’s leg, Chu Meng and his group surrounded them, thinking Chu Feng had bullied Chu Xue and the others.

But when Chu Xue recounted what had happened that day, everyone fell silent.

According to Chu Xue, Chu Feng had saved her from being attacked by three experts at the Fifth Level of Spirit Martial, a situation where he should have been either dead or severely injured.

But just now, they had clearly seen Chu Feng, who was not only unharmed but also in high spirits, not at all like someone who had been injured.

What did this mean? It meant that Chu Feng could face three experts at the Fifth Level of Spirit Martial and not be defeated, at least he could escape unscathed.

What kind of strength did Chu Feng possess? People simply didn’t dare to think further, for the more they thought, the more frightened they became.

"Sister Chu Yue, you mean Brother Chu Feng is fine?" Chu Xue asked excitedly, also finding it unbelievable.

"Yes, Brother Chu Feng is really fine. We just saw him." Chu Yue nodded.

"That’s great, Brother Chu Feng is fine, that’s really great... sniff..." Overjoyed, Chu Xue threw herself into Chu Yue’s arms and cried:

"Sister Chu Yue, I was wrong, we were all wrong. Only you were right. Brother Chu Feng is not our enemy; he is the bravest person in our Chu family... If it weren’t for Brother Chu Feng, I would have... sniff..."

Seeing this scene, Chu Yue felt a sense of relief, realizing that Chu Xue had truly changed her view of Chu Feng.

"It seems we really misjudged Chu Feng." Chu Wei sighed, his face showing a hint of shame. After learning about Chu Xue’s experience, everyone had a new perspective on Chu Feng.

While all the disciples were evacuating the Spirit Medicine Mountain, a group of elders had already arrived at the central area of the Spirit Medicine Mountain.

At this moment, Su Rou, the head of the Martial Technique Pavilion, and other inner gate elders were all gathered here, frowning as they looked at the three corpses not far away.

However, with their status, they could only watch and had no say in the matter.

Because next to the corpses, a man in a white robe was carefully examining them. This man was a significant figure in the Azure Dragon Sect, even core elders had to give him a wide berth.

The white robe he wore was very special, covered with strange runes and unique patterns. It was so large that it not only covered his clothes but also his face, completely enveloping him.

"Finally, it has appeared again after so many years." Finally, an old voice came from within the white robe.

"Elder Zhuge, do you mean the Ten Thousand Bone Tomb?" Su Rou stepped forward and asked.

"Could it be anything else?"

"You inner gate elders are really negligent. Every time the Ten Thousand Bone Tomb appears, you only report it afterward. Do you know how much you have delayed?"

"You are all just a bunch of good-for-nothings, completely useless. What’s the point of having you?" However, Su Rou’s question was met with a furious scolding from the old man in the white robe, and everyone could feel the anger of this important figure.

"Humph." After the scolding, the old man in the white robe waved his sleeve and disappeared, leaving not a trace of his presence.

After he left, everyone felt a great relief, taking a deep breath. In front of that person, they didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, and it wasn’t something everyone could do to step forward and ask questions like Su Rou.

"This old man is really too much. The Ten Thousand Bone Tomb is already elusive, even he couldn’t detect it, how could we possibly know when it would appear!" Su Rou said angrily.

"Girl, keep your voice down. It’s not easy for our Azure Dragon Sect to invite this person. Not only us, even the Sect Master has to show him the utmost respect. We really can’t afford to offend him." Elder Ouyang stepped forward to dissuade her, fearing that Su Rou would offend the old man in the white robe.

"Humph, I think he joined our Azure Dragon Sect as a pretense, his real goal is to explore the treasures of the Ten Thousand Bone Tomb." Su Rou snorted, unconvinced.

"Although the Ten Thousand Bone Tomb may be a treasure, it’s just a rumor. The fact that anyone who enters it dies is undeniable."

"The Ten Thousand Bone Tomb is already considered a forbidden place, causing great fear. If Elder Zhuge can truly solve the mystery of the Ten Thousand Bone Tomb, giving him the treasure would be fine."

"I’m afraid he doesn’t have that ability." Su Rou pouted.

"You girl, just keep quiet." Facing the stubborn Su Rou, Elder Ouyang seemed quite helpless: "By the way, did the Wing Alliance invite that boy?"

"Ah, that boy is really a headache. I heard from Su Mei that he refused the Wing Alliance’s invitation." Mentioning Chu Feng, Su Rou sighed.

"Oh?" Elder Ouyang was first stunned, then laughed in relief: "This boy is really interesting."

Chu Feng returned to his residence, and the first thing he did was to take a comfortable bath. However, just as he took off his clothes and was about to enter the bathtub, his expression changed dramatically.

"This... This is..."

Looking at his chest, Chu Feng’s eyes flickered, and his face turned extremely grim.

Because on his chest, there was a strange pattern. It was strange because it was composed of countless runes.

Each rune seemed to have a life of its own, slowly moving under Chu Feng’s skin, which was extremely eerie.

Chu Feng rubbed his chest hard several times, trying to remove the strange pattern, but it was as if it had grown into his skin, and he couldn’t get rid of it.

Looking at the countless runes moving back and forth under his skin, Chu Feng felt extremely distressed but was helpless.

"It seems I haven’t escaped the curse of the Ten Thousand Bone Tomb."

Suddenly, Chu Feng smiled in resignation. He knew this must be a memento left by the Ten Thousand Bone Tomb. Whether this thing was a blessing or a curse, he was powerless to change it now and could only leave it to fate.

Since he couldn’t change it, Chu Feng didn’t want to think about it anymore. He simply acted as if nothing had happened, jumped into the bathtub, and enjoyed the moment.