# Chapter 1231: The Name of Mu Chen
In the Eight Wastelands, Northern Wasteland, Heavenly Terrace, when Emperor Yu and Emperor Stone rose to power, they only accepted nine disciples, and no one paid much attention. However, decades later, the nine disciples successively entered the world, stirring up a storm across the Northern Wasteland.
Especially the top three disciples: Mu Chen, Hou Qinglin, and the Mad Monk Tian Chi. To this day, no one had ever heard of them suffering defeat. In every battle, they were invincible.
Someone once said: The Mad Monk Tian Chi is foolish, devoted solely to the Buddha's path, his Golden Body unbreakable, his potential boundless; Hou Qinglin of the Azure Forest Reincarnation Sword is mad, his sword drawn, sending people into reincarnation, sweeping all before him; Mu Chen is demonic — when no Martial Emperor appears, who can contend with him!
No one knew where Mu Chen's limits lay, but the words "when no Martial Emperor appears, who can contend with him" were no empty rumor. Mu Chen had once personally killed an eight-hundred-year-old monster who had roamed the peak of Venerable Martial Realm for a century, shocking the Eight Wastelands. Old Master Wen, at six hundred years of age, possessed incredibly powerful divine abilities and had killed people at the peak of Venerable Martial Realm, but no one dared say he could defeat Mu Chen.
Therefore, when Lin Feng uttered the two words "Mu Chen," the space fell into brief silence. Old Monster Chu asked Lin Feng who his senior brother thought he was, and Lin Feng answered: Mu Chen!
Seeing Old Monster Chu's stiff expression, Lin Feng sneered inwardly, but also marveled at the deterrence of his senior brother. It was strong enough — he had only casually spoken a single sentence, yet it caused such a reaction from everyone. Ruoxie had also once said that in this Eight Wastelands, as long as no Martial Emperor appeared, there was no problem that senior brother couldn't solve. Clearly, this was also an acknowledgment of Mu Chen's terrifying strength.
Therefore, when Old Monster Chu tried to suppress him with power, Lin Feng didn't mind borrowing power to suppress him in return.
"A mere disciple of Heavenly Terrace dares to be so arrogant under the banner of a Martial Emperor? It seems you indeed need to be taught a lesson." After a moment of silence, Old Monster Chu continued in an icy tone. A Martial Emperor's disciple was nothing — in the Eight Wastelands, the number of disciples was countless.
"Sorry, but I am now the eleventh personal disciple of my two masters. You say you want to discipline me on behalf of my two masters. My two masters have no time to bother with someone like you. However, if Senior Brother Mu Chen knew that someone wanted to discipline me on behalf of our masters, he would certainly not mind having a sparring session with them, to see what qualifications they have to discipline me on behalf of my Martial Emperor masters," Lin Feng said coldly, causing everyone's expressions to stiffen.
A personal disciple. If that was the case, then Old Monster Chu had truly kicked an iron plate. If Chu Yan could defeat Lin Feng, Heavenly Terrace would have nothing to say. But for Old Monster Chu to want to discipline a Martial Emperor's disciple on behalf of the Martial Emperor — did he, a mere Venerable Lord, have the qualifications to discipline a Martial Emperor's disciple? Old Monster Chu's words were already disrespectful to the Martial Emperor. Mu Chen would have more than enough reason to kill him!
Old Monster Chu's expression was stiff, unable to save face. In the world of martial arts, strength reigned supreme, and all strong people valued their dignity. His grandson had provoked Lin Feng first and been beaten. If he, Old Monster Chu, made a move against Lin Feng, it would be equivalent to slapping Heavenly Terrace in the face, and in full public view. Then this matter truly could not be resolved peacefully.
"And who do we have here? It turns out to be Brother Lin Feng. Please, enter the main hall!" At this moment, a cheerful voice rang out. Wen Tian Ge, dressed in white robes, elegant and graceful, came to Lin Feng's side and invited him into the main hall.
"Lin Feng, so he is Lin Feng!" Everyone understood now. No wonder. A personal disciple of Heavenly Terrace. They should have long thought that Lin Feng had become a Martial Emperor's personal disciple.
"Lin Feng!" Old Monster Chu muttered to himself. Although he rarely paid attention to matters of the younger generation, he had heard the name Lin Feng once or twice. It seemed that the war between Heavenly Terrace and Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress had started because of this boy.
Thinking of this, Old Monster Chu's heart tightened again. Heavenly Terrace had gone to war with Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress because of Lin Feng, showing how much they valued him.
Lin Feng coldly swept his gaze over Old Monster Chu. Bullying others with power — why was he silent now?
Wen Tian Ge's appearance was clearly to break the awkward situation and prevent Old Monster Chu from being embarrassed. Lin Feng naturally understood when to stop. Borrowing power was, after all, just borrowing — it wasn't his own strength. Besides, this was the Wen family, so he naturally had to give Wen Tian Ge face.
Sweeping his gaze over Old Monster Chu, Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin followed Wen Tian Ge toward the main hall. Seeing them approach, Qi Jiaojiao's expression turned ugly. She had been the one to make Chu Yan provoke Lin Feng, hoping to dampen Lin Feng's spirit and make him lose face. Instead, she had only made Lin Feng more prominent.
"Brother Wen, not just anyone can enter this main hall, right?" Qi Jiaojiao said with a smile as she saw Wen Tian Ge approach, her gaze sweeping over Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin. Even when her Qi family group came, only Qi Tian Sheng could enter the main hall. She, Qi Jiaojiao, could only stay here. Why should Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin both be allowed in together? Just because Wen Tian Ge wanted to resolve the situation for Old Monster Chu?
Lin Feng took out two invitation letters and placed them before Qi Jiaojiao, causing her expression to freeze. Both were invitations that allowed entry into the main hall, and there were two of them.
"It seems you've forgotten what the Prophet said to you. Don't think too highly of yourself. Stripped of your family, you are nothing. And I warn you, my patience has its limits!" Lin Feng stopped beside Qi Jiaojiao and uttered a faint voice, not even bothering to look at her seriously, then continued walking forward.
Qi Jiaojiao's expression turned extremely ugly. Don't think too highly of yourself. Stripped of your family, you are nothing. Lin Feng's words were so piercing.
Both Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin could enter the main hall, but she could not. Clearly, even the Wen family believed that she, Qi Jiaojiao, was inferior to Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin, and was not recognized by the Wen family.
Lin Feng naturally had no mood to care about what Qi Jiaojiao was thinking. This woman had repeatedly tested his patience. Did she really think that because she was the young lady of the Qi family, no one would dare touch her?
Stepping into the main hall, it was very spacious. Several dozen people were already seated inside. Among them, many exuded surging blood energy, their very gazes seeming to carry pressure and dominance. Others appeared ordinary and plain, yet gave off an unfathomable feeling. Of course, there were also a few young people like Lin Feng.
Those qualified to enter here were either Venerable Lords from various regions, high-level Venerable Martial Realm experts, or geniuses qualified to prove the Dao and become Martial Emperors.
Among them, Lin Feng had seen several before. For example, Qi Tian Sheng of the Eastern Wasteland Qi family, Sikong Xiao of the Central Wasteland Sikong family, Mu Fan Chen of the Central Wasteland Illusory World Heavenly Palace, and one person Lin Feng paid special attention to — Bai Qiu Luo of the Falling Heaven Pavilion. He was indeed here, but now his arm was completely intact, having regrown.
Bai Qiu Luo was unusually calm when he saw Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin, even wearing a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't care at all.
As for the main seat of the hall, it was naturally occupied by today's host, the six-hundred-year-old Old Master Wen.
Old Master Wen's face was full of smiles. Although he was a six-hundred-year-old monster, his complexion was ruddy, his spirit vigorous. Sitting there, he was like a true dragon, ready to soar into the sky at any moment.
"Lin Feng of Heavenly Terrace, Qiu Yuexin, pay respects to Old Master Wen. May you soon ascend to the Martial Emperor Realm!" Lin Feng slightly bowed and said politely. For Old Master Wen, reaching the Martial Emperor Realm was undoubtedly his greatest expectation.
"Not bad!" Old Master Wen looked at Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin and nodded with a smile. "As the saying goes, the younger generation is formidable. With so many geniuses rising now, us old fellows should probably retire."
"Old Master, you flatter me. In today's Eight Wastelands, although geniuses emerge in large numbers, Old Master has already half a foot in the Martial Emperor Realm, only half a step away from ascending to heaven. Even if the younger generation has good talent, they all look up to you," said a young man in a long robe with a golden crown on his head, laughing heartily. His demeanor was unrestrained and free, appearing especially elegant and dashing.
"Yu Xiao, you sure know how to talk. This old man doesn't know when he'll be able to step into that legendary realm. As for you, you're already at the Sixth Layer of Venerable Martial Realm, right? It won't be long before you step into the Venerable Lord Realm!" Old Master Wen said with a smile.
This Yu Xiao was at the Sixth Layer of Venerable Martial Realm, not yet a Venerable Lord level figure. But there was another reason he could enter the main hall — he represented the Carefree Divine Sect, one of the four great ancient cities of the Central Wasteland.
"Old Master flatters me too much!" Yu Xiao said politely, then deeply glanced at Lin Feng. The first time he had seen this boy in the Qian Domain, he was merely at a low level of Heavenly Martial Realm. In his eyes, he was like an ant, easily crushed with a flick of a finger. But now, times had changed, seas had turned to mulberry fields. Meeting again, the unyielding youth of the past had grown to the point where he could easily slap a Venerable to the ground with one palm, and had become a Martial Emperor's personal disciple, matching his own status.
Lin Feng's growth had clearly exceeded his expectations. As for his junior brother Tian Lin Gongzi, who had once asked him to deal with Lin Feng, no one even knew who had killed him.
Perhaps this was the difference between geniuses and mediocrities. Yu Xiao naturally wouldn't know that the one who killed Tian Lin Gongzi was standing right before him.
Lin Feng naturally also recognized Yu Xiao. Thinking back to that year at Carefree Mountain Villa, Yu Xiao had descended from the sky, appearing with the dominant posture of one overlooking all living beings. How imposing he was, easily capable of killing Lin Feng. If not for Senior Brother Hou Qinglin's appearance, perhaps whether Lin Feng would still be alive was questionable.
Meeting again, things had changed, people were different. He was no longer the Lin Feng of the past. But there was still a considerable gap between him and Yu Xiao — the other party was already advancing toward the Venerable Lord Realm.
"Tian Ge, you and Lin Feng, Qiu Yuexin are all young people, easy to talk to. Treat them well," Old Master Wen said to Wen Tian Ge.
"Yes!" Wen Tian Ge nodded, then led Lin Feng and Qiu Yuexin to seats on the side.