# Chapter 2041: Two Daoists
The strong cultivators of the Tianci Dynasty had very ugly expressions on their faces, but looking at the current situation, they could foresee the dominant and overbearing position this demonic young man held within the Snow Clan. Those Snow Clan experts followed behind him without any interference whatsoever.
If this young man from the Snow Clan had charged into their Tianci Dynasty and it had been anyone else, they would have already made a move to kill him. But he was a member of the Snow Clan—mysterious and powerful. Their Tianci Dynasty, which had no ancient saints, could not afford to provoke them. So, even though hatred burned in their hearts, they could only swallow this bitterness. Fortunately, it seemed this Snow Clan expert was targeting Lin Feng. They had simply suffered collateral damage.
"We will send someone to the Holy Spirit Dynasty to have Lin Feng come here. Since all of you are guests, please rest temporarily within our Tianci Dynasty." The leading old man suppressed the fury in his heart. Even though he was angry, he dared not speak out. He could only swallow his anger and obey the other party's words. This was the power of influence—they were weak.
Only then did the storm subside. The strong cultivators of the Tianci Dynasty were all furious, but they all remained silent. That young expert from the Snow Clan was an Emperor-level figure—too terrifying.
Lin Feng did not know that the Snow Clan had already arrived at Qi Tian Holy Capital and had come for him. However, the Holy Spirit Dynasty had already received the news. Moreover, on the very day the Snow Mastiff stepped into the Tianci Dynasty, people from the Tianci Dynasty came to the Holy Spirit Dynasty, and the Holy Spirit Dynasty naturally received them.
"I'll get straight to the point. The Snow Clan's King Body has entered our Tianci Dynasty. They want to see Lin Feng." The expert from the Tianci Dynasty spoke to the person seated in the main seat of the Holy Spirit Dynasty. How could the Holy Spirit Dynasty experts allow Lin Feng to go? Waving his sleeve, he said, "Lin Feng has important matters to attend to and cannot go out."
"Now that Lin Feng is the Holy Prince of your Holy Spirit Dynasty, you naturally want to protect him. But this time, Lin Feng must go. Otherwise, your Holy Spirit Dynasty will have to face the wrath of the Snow Clan." The Tianci Dynasty expert sneered coldly. If Lin Feng did not appear, they would also be implicated. Who knew what that little ancestor might do? If he started killing people in their Tianci Dynasty, they would have to accept their fate. Would they dare to kill the Snow Clan's King Body?
"I won't say more. Within three days, the Snow Clan wants to see Lin Feng. Farewell." The Tianci Dynasty expert snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and left, causing the faces of the Holy Spirit Dynasty members to turn cold and very unpleasant. How had even the powerful Snow Clan gotten involved? If it were any other dynasty or ancient saint clan, with the strength of their Holy Spirit Dynasty and the forces behind Lin Feng, they could intimidate them. But the Snow Clan—even the Ten-Absolute Old Immortal would not dare to provoke them, would he?
Just then, a figure suddenly descended. Everyone rose to their feet and said, "Holy Emperor."
"En." The Holy Emperor nodded slightly, and everyone sat down again. Then one person said, "Holy Emperor, the Snow Clan has come with aggressive intent, clearly hostile toward Lin Feng. Lin Feng has been in seclusion training all this time. As long as we don't tell him, he won't receive the news. How should we handle this matter?"
"The Snow Clan." The Holy Emperor pondered inwardly. He still didn't know what the Snow Clan wanted with Lin Feng. He couldn't gauge how much the Snow Clan was willing to pay to see Lin Feng. If the matter was very important, even his Holy Spirit Dynasty might not be able to bear it.
"I'll go ask Lin Feng before making a decision." The Holy Emperor said calmly, then stepped outside. He first needed to know why the Snow Clan had come.
After leaving that place, the Holy Emperor found Lin Feng. Seeing the Holy Emperor's arrival, Lin Feng appeared somewhat surprised.
"Lin Feng, there are some things I want to ask you."
"Holy Emperor, please speak freely." Lin Feng nodded.
"What is the grudge between you and the Snow Clan?" The Holy Emperor of the Holy Spirit Dynasty asked directly, causing Lin Feng's expression to stiffen. For the Holy Emperor to personally inquire about his matters with the Snow Clan, it was clear that this was no ordinary situation.
"Holy Emperor, has the Snow Clan arrived at Qi Tian Holy Capital?" Lin Feng did not answer but asked instead, making the Holy Emperor realize that this matter seemed quite serious.
"The Snow Clan has already descended upon the Tianci Dynasty. They demanded that the Tianci Dynasty hand you over within three days, and the Tianci Dynasty has already come to the Holy Spirit Dynasty to demand you." The Holy Emperor spoke calmly, but from this calmness, Lin Feng could feel how heavy the matter was.
"How many experts did the Snow Clan bring?" Lin Feng asked.
"A King Body figure appeared, along with some powerful elders and a group of young people." The Holy Emperor said.
It seemed they had come for Meng Qing. Lin Feng felt an invisible pressure descending upon him. The Holy Emperor had come personally to inquire, showing how powerful the Snow Clan was. The Holy Spirit Dynasty might also find it difficult to face the immense pressure from the Snow Clan.
"If the matter is not too serious, the Holy Spirit Dynasty is willing to bear this pressure for you." The Holy Emperor spoke. Lin Feng looked deeply at the Holy Emperor, his calm gaze as if trying to see through the other party.
If the Holy Spirit Dynasty truly dared to bear it, the Holy Emperor would not have come.
Of course, Lin Feng did not blame him. Although his status in the Holy Spirit Dynasty was now extraordinary, if the matter between him and the Snow Clan was too great, and the Holy Spirit Dynasty protected him with all its might, angering the Snow Clan, the consequences would be something the Holy Spirit Dynasty could not bear.
Looking at Lin Feng's gaze, the Holy Emperor seemed to have made a decision. He turned around and walked outside, saying at the same time, "Lin Feng, I will host a banquet for the Snow Clan experts. At least within the Holy Spirit Dynasty, no matter how overbearing the Snow Clan is, they cannot touch you. At the very least, we will stall the Snow Clan first. If you can put pressure on the Snow Clan, that would be best."
"Thank you, Holy Emperor." Lin Feng expressed his thanks as he watched the Holy Emperor leave. If the Snow Clan was serious and it involved Meng Qing, they would not play games between peers. They would directly crush him with their influence. For the Holy Spirit Dynasty to go this far, Lin Feng was already grateful. From the Holy Emperor's attitude, Lin Feng vaguely guessed that the Snow Clan was a force that transcended imperial dynasties and ancient saint clans. This meant that within Meng Qing's family, the Snow Clan, there were Saints.
That day, the Holy Spirit Dynasty announced that their Holy Prince, Lin Feng, would host a banquet in the dynasty to entertain the Snow Clan experts. They also welcomed all the young geniuses of Qi Tian Holy Capital to attend as guests, naturally including those who had come from afar for the ancient ruins.
When the news spread, many in the Tianci Dynasty sneered coldly. From that simple message, one could see the Holy Spirit Dynasty's protection of Lin Feng. First, the banquet was held within the Holy Spirit Dynasty. Second, they deliberately emphasized that the Holy Prince Lin Feng was hosting the Snow Clan and inviting young geniuses as guests. This was putting pressure on the Snow Clan, telling them not to bully others with their power.
After such news spread, it should not have had much impact in such a short time. However, the Tianci Dynasty greatly exaggerated it, causing the news to quickly spread throughout the surrounding areas centered on the ruins. Many people turned their attention to the Holy Spirit Dynasty.
Lin Feng—that name had not appeared for over a year. Unexpectedly, he was still in the Holy Spirit Dynasty and was hosting a banquet for the Snow Clan. They wanted to go and see what interesting events would unfold.
At the ruins, on a mountain range, Wang Jian's gaze was sharp. For over a year, he had never left the ruins and had even summoned his family's experts to search for the ruins. But their gains were minimal. In the past, he had had the chance to kill Lin Feng and seize the items on him, but that fool Prince Yan had ruined it and ended up dying at Lin Feng's hands.
On the flat ground of the ruins, Chu Chunqiu also cast his gaze toward the direction of the Holy Spirit Dynasty. Over the past year, his aura had become increasingly terrifying. When his eyes shone with light, they were eerie and cold, exuding a maddening kingly aura that made one's heart tremble, as if he truly were a King Body.
Chu Chunqiu's desire for the ruins was not as strong as others'. Besides the ruins, he also wanted the lives of those young geniuses.
At the same time, in the void, white clouds rolled. On top of the clouds were several figures. The two in front were dressed rather oddly—an old Daoist with a dignified appearance and a young Daoist.
"Boundless Heavenly Venerable. It's been so many years, and that little bastard has actually caused such a big commotion." The old Daoist waved his whisk, appearing like an immortal.
"Master, that Lin Feng is 'Lin Feng.'" The young Daoist beside him scratched his head and chuckled nervously, as if afraid of the old Daoist.
"En. In the past, Lin Feng's talent was mediocre. But fortunately, he met me, the Emperor. After I trained him for a while, he achieved what he has today. Now he's famous throughout Qi Tian Holy Capital. You heard it yourself. This is still after he left my side. Otherwise, he would have achieved even greater accomplishments. Unlike you, who has only reached the Mid-rank Emperor realm now. You've completely disgraced me, the Emperor. Lin Feng could probably crush you with one finger. But fortunately, you and I have a master-disciple fate, meeting again. This can be considered a great fortune for you. Your future achievements will definitely shake the ages."
The old Daoist's expression was solemn, and he spoke with complete seriousness. However, the young Daoist beside him, whose face was already dark, became even darker. He silently cursed the old Daoist in his heart.
Lin Feng's talent was mediocre? Back then, the Prophet had personally selected him as a registered disciple. This old bastard's skin was really thick. Even more infuriating was that this old scoundrel spoke so seriously and righteously, as if Lin Feng's achievements were all his doing.
Of course, he could only think these things in his heart. The old Daoist's strength was still there. He had suffered quite a bit and had never been able to outsmart him.
"Then, Master, are you saying that by following you, I will inevitably achieve greater things than Lin Feng in the future?" The young Daoist pretended to be calm and asked.
"Not necessarily. You met your master too late, and your talent is hard to reshape. Unlike Lin Feng, who met me when he was young. Of course, your achievements would have peaked at the Mid-rank Emperor realm. But meeting your master is your great fortune and opportunity. Now you've reached the Mid-rank Emperor realm. Otherwise, with your utterly ordinary talent, how could you have achieved this so quickly?"
The old Daoist circled around without directly answering the young Daoist's question, causing the young Daoist to curse inwardly. He asked again, "Master, where are we going?"
"Naturally, to the Holy Spirit Dynasty. I, the Emperor, have arrived. Lin Feng was trained by me personally. Although he has gained some fame, he is still young and impulsive. Now that he has offended the powerful Snow Clan, at the critical moment, I still need to step in." The old Daoist said seriously.
The young Daoist secretly wiped his sweat and said, "Master is truly formidable!"
"En!" The old Daoist closed his eyes to rest, neither confirming nor denying, and headed toward the Holy Spirit Dynasty!