# Chapter 1229: Highest Treatment
At night, the moonlight carried a hint of chill. In the courtyard space of the inn, as Lin Feng's voice rang out, it seemed to suddenly fall silent.
Qi Tiansheng, one of the Ten Great Prodigies from the Eastern Wasteland Qi Clan, spoke to Lin Feng in a commanding tone: "Release him!"
Lin Feng's only response was a sword, along with a proud voice: Who do you think you are?
Under the silent moonlight, their gazes met in the void, equally sharp, making people feel as if a faint chill was creeping over their bodies. One was the long-established and extraordinary Qi Tiansheng, the other was the newly rising genius from the Northern Wasteland Heavenly Terrace. Would they clash?
"Act within your means. Seeking momentary pleasure without considering the consequences—sometimes, the outcome is something you cannot bear." Qi Tiansheng broke the silence, his voice still calm as he spoke.
"I, Lin Feng, may not be a descendant of a Martial Emperor clan, but I won't let someone come to my door and then obediently release a captive just because of their words. If I were that cowardly, how could I speak of martial arts? As for some people, they do despicable things yet still put on a haughty demeanor, lecturing and threatening others from a lofty position. Why humiliate yourself?" Lin Feng chuckled lightly. He could clearly hear the faint threat in Qi Tiansheng's voice. But if he were still bothered by such threats now, he wouldn't be Lin Feng.
"The Prophet cultivates the art of Heavenly Fate (Tian Ming). His prophecies still hold their truth, as if he can see a person's future in the unseen." Lin Feng laughed softly, causing Qi Tiansheng's eyes to turn cold. He had always been secretive about the Prophet's predictions and never mentioned them to others. The Prophet's prophecy for Qi Jiaojiao was that she had no hope of becoming an emperor, dismissing her as worthless—everything she had was granted by her family. As for his own prophecy, it was that a Low-rank Emperor was his limit; unless he encountered heaven-defying opportunities, a Mid-rank Emperor was hopeless.
Among those who had met the Prophet, except for a few whom the Prophet hadn't predicted and Qi Jiaojiao's small circle, the others were at least his equal or surpassed him. This made his reputation as one of the Ten Great Prodigies seem undeserved.
"I will prove how wrong the Prophet's prophecy is. But whether you'll live to see it is another matter." Qi Tiansheng, stung by Lin Feng's words, glared at him with eyes as sharp as blades. A cold aura emanated from him, and then he turned and left the courtyard without making a move here.
Even in anger, he could distinguish priorities. Everything would wait until the matter of the Void Ancient Array was clarified.
"Some people are destined to be stepping stones." Qi Jiaojiao shot Lin Feng a hostile glance before following Qi Tiansheng away. Lin Feng would surely become a stepping stone on her brother's path to strength, trampled underfoot. Even if the Prophet had given him a mysterious and perfect prophecy, so what? Her brother Qi Tiansheng, one of the Ten Great Prodigies and a future pillar of the Eastern Wasteland Qi Clan, would surely trample Lin Feng as he advanced.
"So they didn't fight. What a pity."
The crowd sighed. Not witnessing the battle between Qi Tiansheng and Lin Feng felt regrettable. A clash between Qi Tiansheng, one of the Ten Great Prodigies, and Lin Feng would surely have been interesting. But it seemed they wouldn't see it before the Wen Family Patriarch's birthday banquet.
"Also, what did Lin Feng mean by that last sentence? Could it be that the Prophet's prophecy for Qi Tiansheng wasn't favorable?" The crowd recalled Lin Feng's meaningful (Yi Wei Shen Chang) words and then thought of the chill in Qi Tiansheng's eyes. They understood something, vaguely sensing the truth. It seemed Lin Feng's rise wasn't without signs. Perhaps the Prophet's prophecy for Lin Feng surpassed that for Qi Tiansheng; otherwise, those words wouldn't have been spoken.
As the Qi Clan members left, the crowd also dispersed and hid themselves. Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin finally had some peace, though they felt somewhat annoyed. They had been minding their own business when they were harassed. The Qi Clan was too arrogant—first spying on and attacking him with divine sense, then acting as if they were in the right, even threatening him.
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Three days later, the ancient city of Tianxu suddenly became lively. Today was the six-hundredth birthday of the Wen Family Patriarch. This six-hundred-year-old strongman had reached the peak of Venerable Martial, just one step away from Martial Emperor. But that single step had stumped him for a hundred years. If he could cross it, he would ascend to the heavens, but he simply couldn't. Even his father, a Martial Emperor, couldn't help him. This step had to be taken by himself, and only he could cross it.
For such a strongman, his experience was astonishing, and his strength needed no elaboration. Someone had once seen the Wen Family Patriarch in anger, killing a Ninth Layer Venerable Martial cultivator with a single strike. That man, arrogant upon reaching the Ninth Layer of Venerable Martial, had insulted the Wen Family in his words. The Wen Family Patriarch slapped him to death with one palm, making him realize in death that even at the same realm, the gap could be an insurmountable chasm.
Such a figure, and the helm of the Wen Family—his six-hundredth birthday naturally drew congratulations from all directions. Over these days, countless forces had arrived in Tianxu Ancient City, preparing to offer birthday greetings to the Wen Family Patriarch. Of course, many also harbored other intentions, wanting to know what the Wen Family intended to do with the Void Ancient Array—where they were teleporting their family's strongmen.
Walking through Tianxu Ancient City, Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin heard many people discussing the Wen Family. They gained a general understanding of it. In short, the Wen Family, based in the Central Wasteland's Tianxu Ancient City, was unfathomable. Its background was immeasurable. Moreover, every generation of the Wen Family produced geniuses. They seemed to have no special physiques, but their talents were always terrifyingly strong. For example, Wen Tiange, one of the Ten Great Prodigies, had never been known to possess any special physique. Yet in various rankings of the Ten Great Prodigies, Wen Tiange had never been ranked outside the top five.
This made Lin Feng reassess that clean-faced, extraordinary young man with a scholar's smile and a killer's heart: "Smiling like a scholar, killing like Wen Tiange."
The Wen Family had Martial Emperor strongmen and naturally possessed Small Worlds. But they didn't live in the Small World daily; instead, they lived as a family in Tianxu Ancient City. The Small World likely served other purposes.
When Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin arrived, the Wen Family's entrance was bustling with activity. Countless people came to offer congratulations, and those outside the Wen Family estate welcomed them inside.
Once inside the Wen Family estate, there was another checkpoint. Visitors announced their names and received different invitations, likely to be seated in different places. After all, with so many guests, not everyone could enter the main hall and see the Wen Family Patriarch.
"Sky Dome Immortal Palace, Wu Qing." At this moment, a person in front of Lin Feng announced his name. The old man distributing invitations gave him a golden invitation, drawing envy from many. A golden invitation meant one could sit outside the main hall. People from Sky Dome Immortal Palace received different treatment.
"Heavenly Terrace, Lin Feng, Qiu Yuexin." Lin Feng stepped forward and said softly. An old man was about to hand Lin Feng a golden invitation as well.
"Wait!" An elderly man beside him stopped the old man's hand, drawing the crowd's attention. But then, that person took out an invitation engraved with the character "Wen" and handed it to Lin Feng and the other: "You two may enter the main hall."
"Oh?" The crowd's eyes froze (Ning). Entering the main hall—the highest treatment. Generally, only figures like regional lords could enter. Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin were so young, yet they were granted this privilege.
The old man who had been stopped hesitated for a moment, as if thinking of something, then nodded and smiled, letting Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin proceed deeper inside.
"It seems our reputation isn't bad." Lin Feng smiled at Qiu Yuexin and transmitted his voice. Wu Qing from Sky Dome Immortal Palace could only wait outside the hall, while they could enter inside. This clearly wasn't because Heavenly Terrace was more famous than Sky Dome Immortal Palace. In fact, Sky Dome Immortal Palace was a much older force than Heavenly Terrace. The reason they did this was obviously because of their names: Lin Feng, Qiu Yuexin.
In a sense, this meant their names had been recognized by the Wen Family, treated on par with the Ten Great Prodigies. Hence, they received such treatment.
"But today, Bai Qiuluo invited me to fight. Entering the main hall might bring trouble." Qiu Yuexin murmured. Today was the Wen Family Patriarch's birthday, so fighting was clearly not allowed. She wondered what Bai Qiuluo intended.
"We'll see." Lin Feng replied. Even without Bai Qiuluo, he would have come here to broaden his horizons. The Wen Family Patriarch's six-hundredth birthday would surely attract many strongmen.
PS: Thanks to Piaoyou de Lang for the tip!