Chapter 2314: Visiting the Divine Temple

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Chapter 2314: Visiting the Divine Temple

After Qing Feng and Jing returned to the Fengxu Clan, they discovered that in the clan's grand council hall, many powerful figures had gathered, including several heavyweight members of the clan.

This council hall was the most magnificent one in the Fengxu Clan. Every stone pillar was carved with images of true phoenixes, and these phoenix shadows seemed to pulse like living things, constantly surging, as if ancient phoenixes truly dwelled within those pillars.

Qing Feng had never been here before; naturally, Jing had brought her. Before her, two groups of people sat facing each other on the floor, their posture relaxed and casual. Before them were placed banquet tables, though the food had barely been touched. These people were merely chatting idly.

When they saw Qing Feng and Jing approaching, their gazes immediately turned, all landing on Qing Feng.

"Qing Feng, come sit here," said an old man from the head seat of the Fengxu Clan, offering her a gentle smile. Qing Feng had never seen this elder before, but from the smile he gave her, she felt an extraordinary warmth. Though it was their first meeting, he seemed as familiar as an old friend, with no trace of distance. This feeling was comfortable, yet beneath the comfort, Qing Feng sensed a faint chill.

This chill was hard to define. A lofty elder of the Fengxu Clan, giving her such a kind and gentle feeling, inviting her to sit with such warmth—Qing Feng found it difficult to feel joy or honor.

"Qing Feng, this is our Fengxu Clan's Grand Elder, Xiang Sheng Wang. His status in the clan is extraordinary; he stands at the very pinnacle. Beside him sits our clan leader," Jing reminded Qing Feng softly. Qing Feng's expression tightened slightly, then she said flatly, "No need. I'll sit below."

Xiang Sheng Wang nodded slightly, then smiled. "If you prefer, feel free. Where one sits is just a formality."

Under his calm, smiling gaze, Qing Feng and Jing moved to sit off to the side. Then Xiang Sheng Wang spoke: "Qing Feng, this is Qiong Haiya of the Flame Temple."

"Qiong!" Jing's pupils suddenly contracted, and her beautiful eyes trembled slightly. The Flame Temple, the surname Qiong.

Jing's shocked gaze turned to Qing Feng, who remained calm. Perhaps she still didn't realize—or didn't know—what the surname Qiong meant to the Flame Temple.

Qing Feng casually glanced at Qiong Haiya, who returned her look with a smile, his brow calm. He picked up the teacup on the table, took a light sip, yet his eyes never left Qing Feng. This made Qing Feng frown slightly. This man's gaze was somewhat rude. A low, cold snort escaped her lips.

The Fengxu Clan members raised their brows at Qing Feng's snort. Xiang Sheng Wang's expression flickered, as if displeased, but Qiong Haiya smiled lightly and said, "I like this temperament."

His calm words seemed to be defusing the situation for Qing Feng. Xiang Sheng Wang smiled and said, "Haiya, it's best if you like Qing Feng. After all, you two will be together in the future."

"It seems our Qing Feng is quite fortunate," said a Fengxu Clan expert with a smile, as if Qing Feng had gained an advantage.

"What do you mean?" Qing Feng frowned, her tone cold.

"Qing Feng, from now on, Qiong Haiya will be your future husband. You must follow him well," Xiang Sheng Wang said softly. Qing Feng's gaze froze. Only now did she realize that the young man before her was the one the Fengxu Clan wanted to arrange a marriage with. In truth, Qing Feng was still mistaken—it wasn't that the Fengxu Clan wanted this; they had always wanted it, but without the other party's willingness, the Fengxu Clan couldn't force it.

"No." Qing Feng suddenly stood up, her expression changing, growing extremely cold.

"Qing Feng." Jing's expression stiffened. This wasn't their own courtyard, nor her mother's place. The clan's big shots were all here. If Qing Feng was too stubborn now, the consequences could be severe.

As expected, Xiang Sheng Wang's eyes narrowed slightly. Qing Feng felt a terrifying pressure fall upon her, making it hard to breathe, her entire body oppressed to the limit.

"Take Qing Feng down for now. This girl doesn't understand things. Haiya, please don't mind too much," Xiang Sheng Wang said, waving his hand. Immediately, several people approached Qing Feng. She wanted to speak, but found she couldn't even get a word out before being taken away. Qiong Haiya watched everything calmly, showing no reaction.

"Haiya, we can discuss the marriage arrangements first. Huo Xingzi and Jing, as well as you two, can all be handled together," Xiang Sheng Wang said calmly. He hadn't interfered in Huo Xingzi and Jing's marriage before, but now he spoke up.

"That works. We do need to discuss it together," Qiong Haiya smiled and nodded. Jing's face suddenly turned pale as well. She hadn't spoken up when Qing Feng was taken away because she knew it would be useless. The Flame Temple—how had they dragged this guy out?

Lin Feng waited for Qing Feng for a long time in the distance, but she never returned. Even when he tried to send her a divine thought message, he got no response. This made Lin Feng's heart sink. The Fengxu Clan had likely done something to Qing Feng. There was no other reason for her not to reply to his divine thought transmission. Most likely, Qing Feng had been isolated, sealed off in a place that blocked divine thought communication, completely cut off from the outside world.

"Little one, let's go back," Lin Feng patted Ao Xu's head. He didn't go to the Fengxu Clan to ask questions; he could already guess some things.

Ao Xu let out a low roar, then lifted Lin Feng into the sky, heading toward the clouds. His roars continued, as if telling Lin Feng something.

"Are you telling me to go to the Tai Yao Realm? The Dragon Clan can help me?" Lin Feng understood Ao Xu's meaning, stunned for a moment, then smiled. "No need. I can handle this myself. The problem isn't with the Fengxu Clan, but with the Flame Temple. They're waiting for me."

"The Flame Temple?" Ao Xu didn't fully understand Lin Feng's meaning. Lin Feng stood on his back, gazing into the distance.

At the same time, the Flame Temple experts left the Fengxu Clan. Qiong Haiya's gaze turned toward the distant Ancient Realm Clan, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth, as if carrying a hint of provocation.

The Flame Temple had been humiliated twice in a row. Now it was time to come out and prove their worth.

The Ancient Realm Clan, and that young man named Lin Feng—surely they could read his intentions.

Life was lonely at the top. The Ancient Realm Clan's prodigy, Evil God, had easily defeated Huo Shang, arrogant and unrivaled. Qiong Haiya very much wanted to see what kind of person this so-called Evil God of the Ancient Realm Clan truly was.

After Lin Feng returned to the Ancient Realm Clan, he headed toward a courtyard. There, an old man of the Ancient Realm Clan was present. Seeing the demon dragon approach, he immediately soared into the air, heading toward Lin Feng with a smile. "Lin Feng, what brings you here?"

"You must know the Ancient Realm Clan's strength inside and out. By now, you should also understand the power of my legion. Tell me, how would such a force fare against the Fengxu Clan?" Lin Feng asked calmly. The old man's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at Lin Feng in surprise.

"Holding our own against the Fengxu Clan wouldn't be a problem. But the Fengxu Clan, as a Sacred King family, has countless years of foundation. Unless absolutely necessary, there's no need for us to fight to the death with them," the Ancient Realm Clan elder said with a smile. "Of course, this is just a suggestion. As for what you want to do, follow your heart."

"No, I also think there's no need to target the Ancient Realm Clan. I'm just asking casually. Also, help me spread the word: the Ancient Realm Clan's Evil God will lead people to the Flame Temple to apologize for the previous incident. At the same time, in the name of the Ancient Realm Clan, we will visit the Flame Temple," Lin Feng said with a smile. The old man's pupils contracted sharply. This madman—what did he intend to do? Spreading news of a visit to the Flame Temple?

PS: One chapter today. I'm exhausted, typing while crouched on the ground because I'm too tired to stay awake sitting. Going home tomorrow. It's tough out here!