Chapter 1706 — Am I Dreaming?

"Little Feng, watch out!" In that split second, Yu Shuixing suddenly sensed Chen Yutian's strength, and with alarm in his heart, the warning broke from his lips.

But it was already too late. The clash of palms happened in an instant—no exaggeration to say it was over like a spark struck from flint. The very moment Yu Shuixing's words fell, Yu Feng was sent flying by Chen Yutian, slammed straight into the white wall of the conference room. The force smashed a human-shaped hole in the wall, its edge flecked with streaks of blood.

A mid-Profound-Rank cultivator and a peak-late-Profound-Rank cultivator were in two completely different weight classes. Had Yu Feng used footwork and technique to play for time, he might not have lost so miserably. But he chose the direct, head-on approach. He had listened to Yu Shuixing and come at Chen Yutian with the intent to kill right away, never imagining that the other's true qi would prove so overwhelmingly fierce and hurl him back.

Everyone was dumbfounded—including the heads of several great houses, Old Master Chen Kuanglan among them—staring at Chen Yutian in disbelief. Chen Yutian of the Chen family had once been an unknown nobody, in the beginning merely a small-time fighter at the early Yellow Rank. It was only recently that he had begun to attract a little attention, and that attention had been mocking: no sooner had he broken through to the early Profound Rank than he threw his weight around and fought Yu Feng over a woman, only to suffer severe injuries and end up ruined.

Yet no one could have imagined that Chen Yutian would become a peak-late-Profound-Rank master and appear at the Great Assembly in such a manner.

Now, even a fool could see that Chen Yutian had come fully prepared, not on some hot-blooded impulse.

Of course, the others were merely shocked and envious; Old Master Chen, however, was so stirred that his whole body trembled. He remembered the words Chen Yutian had said to him over the phone a few days earlier: "Grandfather, I will make you proud."

And he had done it.

Chen Kuanglan knew perfectly well what a peak-late-Profound-Rank master meant to the Chen family. It was the hallmark of a top-tier great house; at present, only the Yu family had one, in the person of Yu Shuixing. In other words, the rise of the Chen family was no longer a dream.

Chen Kuanglan wanted to laugh. His name had been well chosen indeed—Chen Kuanglan, one who literally turns back the raging tide. At the Chen family's most critical moment, his grandson had turned back the tide for him and revived the family's spirit anew.

"Little Feng!" Yu Shuixing shot to his feet, a roar of grief and fury bursting from his mouth: "Chen Yutian, so you've actually reached the peak of the late Profound Rank? How dare you resort to such trickery?!"

"Me, resort to trickery?" Chen Yutian smiled. "When did I ever say I wasn't at the peak of the late Profound Rank? Did I say that? I only said I was not at the early Profound Rank, nor at the peak of the early Profound Rank. It's you two, father and son, who are dim-witted, jumping to the conclusion that my strength was poor!"

Chen Yutian's retort made Yu Shuixing's expression freeze. True—the man had never claimed he was not a peak-late-Profound-Rank master. He had indeed misunderstood.

But when Yu Shuixing saw Yu Feng's miserable, blood-soaked state, he felt like killing Chen Yutian then and there. Yet at this very moment, under the gaze of everyone present, he truly could not do anything to Chen Yutian.

The Great Assembly had its own rules. If the Yu family took the lead in breaking them, how could it continue to play the role of the leader among the great houses?

With that thought, Yu Shuixing decided to check Yu Feng's injuries first, then find an opportunity to wipe out the Chen family entirely. Of course, now was not the time. Not only could he not act now, he would have to be magnanimous enough to let the Chen family continue as one of the great houses—only by doing so could the Yu family display its generosity and selflessness. As for taking revenge on the Chen family afterward, so long as it was done discreetly and gave no one cause for criticism, that would be enough.

"Hmph!" With this in mind, Yu Shuixing gave a cold snort, rose, and headed toward Yu Feng to tend to his injuries, only to hear Wei Zhao say one thing in a flat voice.

"Since Patriarch Yu has said that life and death rest with heaven, then send him to his death." Wei Zhao glanced at Yu Feng, then said to Chen Yutian, "After all, your name is Chen Yutian—and 'Tian' means heaven. That is why life and death rest with heaven."

"Haha, Brother Jianpai, you're so clever!" Shen Yushu was tickled by Wei Zhao's words.

"Yes!" Chen Yutian had never intended to let Yu Feng off anyway. The humiliation of that day—had it not been for Wei Zhao's help, he might truly have spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair. So how could he allow Yu Feng to get off lightly?

So Chen Yutian acknowledged the order and flew straight at Yu Feng.

Yu Shuixing and Chen Yutian were both Profound-Rank masters, both at the peak of the late Profound Rank. Chen Yutian, being closer to Yu Feng, naturally reached his side first.

Chen Yutian lifted his foot and stamped down on Yu Feng's left leg. A crisp crack of breaking bone sounded through the quiet conference room, so piercing that Yu Shuixing's heart trembled: "You whelp, how dare you! Are you asking for death? Yu Feng has already lost—will you still wipe him out to the very end?"

But Chen Yutian, as if he had not heard Yu Shuixing at all, raised his foot again and stamped down on Yu Feng's right leg. Another crisp crack, and Yu Feng's right leg broke as well. At last, the searing pain dragged Yu Feng out of his coma—yet he remained awake only for a moment before letting out a miserable howl, "Aooo!" and falling unconscious once more.

"Patriarch Yu seems very agitated. Shanshan, go and urge him not to be so agitated." Wei Zhao said to Qiu Lingshan at his side.

"All right!" Without another word, Qiu Lingshan moved to block Yu Shuixing, halting his approach to Chen Yutian. In that instant, her peak-late-Profound-Rank cultivation blazed out in full, bringing Yu Shuixing's steps to an abrupt stop.

"Another one at the peak of the late Profound Rank?" Yu Shuixing stared at Qiu Lingshan in disbelief. He could never have guessed that peak-late-Profound-Rank masters would suddenly become so common. These juniors of the great houses, who had seldom shown their true strength before, had all become peak-late-Profound-Rank masters!

At that moment, Song Xiangwen also flushed red with agitation! Chen Yutian of the Chen family had turned into a peak-late-Profound-Rank master, leaving him nothing but envy, jealousy, and resentment. But this time, if the Chen family managed to escape ruin by luck, the next to suffer misfortune would surely be the Song family!

And while he was worrying, who would have thought that his own granddaughter had also become a peak-late-Profound-Rank master! This... this was simply too astonishing! His granddaughter had only just broken through to the early Profound Rank not long ago, and now she was at the peak of the late Profound Rank?

Such a leap and such a rate of advancement gave Song Xiangwen a feeling of unreality. Was he not dreaming?

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