# Chapter 471: Betting on Life
"Of course, the other three — Yue Menghe of the Snow Moon Yue Clan, Zhuge Wuqing, and an unnamed genius — are also exceptionally talented. These four are indeed rare geniuses one encounters only once in a long while." The envoy continued speaking, making the people of Snow Moon feel honored. After all, these four great geniuses were from their Snow Moon.
At this moment, both their Snow Moon Kingdom and the Heavenly Wind Kingdom were vassal states of the Dragon Mountain Empire, so naturally there was an undercurrent of rivalry.
"Senior Envoy is also so familiar with our Snow Moon Kingdom, I am impressed." Duan Wuya said politely.
"Not at all." The envoy shook his head. "True geniuses are never known only within a single kingdom. As long as you shine in the Snow Domain Grand Competition, the entire Snow Domain will know your prestige. Even further territories will spread tales belonging to you."
Many in the crowd had sharp glints flickering in their eyes. Such glory made one's heart pound with excitement.
"Could it be that Lin Feng is related to those four great geniuses from the past?" The envoy looked at Lin Feng with a smile, asking.
Duan Renhuang was a member of the imperial family. He would only be connected to Duan Wudao and Duan Wuya, naturally not to Lin Feng. But when Duan Wuya introduced Lin Feng and mentioned the four great geniuses of Snow Moon's past, he could naturally guess that Lin Feng was probably connected to one of the other three.
Duan Wuya smiled and said, "Lin Feng is the son of two of the four great geniuses from the past — Yue Menghe and that unnamed genius."
"Oh?" The imperial envoy's gaze congealed. Two of the four great geniuses of Snow Moon's past had actually united and produced a son? He hadn't known this.
"No wonder. As the saying goes, a tiger father does not beget a dog son. Since Lin Feng's parents are both geniuses, Lin Feng's talent must also be superior to others."
"I see he's only at the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer or so, no stronger. He doesn't count for much." Someone from the Heavenly Wind Kingdom spoke up, and others looked at him.
"Are you certain his cultivation is at the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer?" The Seventh Envoy asked that person. He knew this man had cultivated an aura-observing technique that could roughly detect a person's cultivation level, especially those weaker than himself — he could tell at a glance. The Heavenly Wind Kingdom had brought him along this time for this special purpose.
"Not exceeding the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer." That person affirmed.
"Heh heh, I thought he was some kind of genius. Turns out he's just relying on his parents' reputation to show off here. And he made us wait for several days — quite the face he has. It seems your genius parents didn't teach you how to conduct yourself properly." When the Seventh Envoy heard that Lin Feng was only at the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer or even lower, his tone immediately turned disrespectful, speaking sarcastically. Having finally seized an opportunity, he naturally wanted to strike at Snow Moon.
"Although I'm only at the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer, killing a ill-mannered chatterbox like you shouldn't be too difficult." Lin Feng placed his wine glass on the table with a soft clink, and cold words emerged from his mouth. The air seemed to congeal slightly, instantly becoming heavy.
The crowd was momentarily stunned by Lin Feng's words. Those from Snow Moon who had seen Lin Feng's arrogance before weren't surprised. In the past, when Lin Feng was at the Mysterious Martial Realm Second Layer, he could kill those at the Fourth Layer. If Lin Feng had truly reached the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer now, killing this lowest-ranked Seventh Envoy might indeed not be too difficult.
However, on the Heavenly Wind Kingdom's side, those people looked at Lin Feng with hostile expressions. Only at the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer, yet daring to be so arrogant? The weakest of the Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind, the Seventh Envoy, possessed cultivation at the Mysterious Martial Realm Fourth Layer.
"In that case, I would like to seek some instruction." The Heavenly Wind Seventh Envoy's gaze was cold, chilling aura emanating. Lin Feng dared to boast that killing him wouldn't be too difficult.
"The banquet has only just begun. Everyone, please calm down. Let the wine and dishes be served first, and enjoy a song and dance performance before sparring. Otherwise, with such a beautiful night and fine scenery, having only monotonous sparring would spoil the atmosphere."
Duan Wuya said with a light smile. He was only delaying, not preventing. Lin Feng's strength would make dealing with a Heavenly Wind Seventh Envoy easy. Let them argue a bit more, and then when Lin Feng made his move, slapping their faces would hurt even more.
"Wuya is right. With such a beautiful night and fine scenery, how could we lack beautiful women and dance?" The elder from the Star Dream Pavilion of the Dragon Mountain Empire also spoke up at this time, seeming to be in a refined mood.
Duan Wuya clapped his hands, and from the distant traveling palace, a line of figures walked slowly. First came fine wine and delicacies, followed by a group of rainbow-clad beauties, each one ethereal and refined, with tall figures. Under the moonlight, it was filled with a dreamlike sensation.
These women were all beauties.
Especially the one in the center preparing to play the zither — she was fresh and beautiful, with slender fingers. As her fingertips moved, a flowing stream of notes emerged slowly, quite intoxicating.
"This Duan Wuya knows how to handle things."
The crowd thought to themselves. The banquet was arranged at this Star-Gazing Pavilion, with an open space in front. Moonlight could fall directly down, and paired with beauties playing music and dancing, it gave people a feeling of visual and auditory pleasure. The tense atmosphere from before was momentarily diluted.
"The zither music is beautiful, and the people are beautiful too. Unfortunately, compared to my niece Xinye, whether in person or in zither skill, there's quite a gap."
At this moment, Duan Tianlang, who hadn't spoken until now, said something that made many across from him congeal their gazes. "Princess Xinye — is her zither skill as transcendent and refined as her person?"
"In Snow Moon, when it comes to zither mastery, the princess can rank among the top few."
Duan Tianlang smiled, causing the eyes of those from the Heavenly Wind Kingdom to show even more strangeness.
"With such beautiful scenery, if the princess could play a tune for us and dance under the moonlight, it would surely make the moonlight pale in comparison." The Fifth Envoy of the Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind looked at Duan Xinye with a somewhat fervent gaze, completely ignoring Lin Feng beside her.
Duan Xinye's gaze froze, and she didn't respond. But Lin Feng swept a cold glance at him and said, "Are all people from the Heavenly Wind Kingdom so lacking in manners?"
Princess Duan Xinye held a noble status. These people's positions weren't even as valuable as Duan Xinye's, yet he dared to request that Duan Xinye perform a dance. This demand was extremely rude.
"It's rare for Senior Envoys of the Dragon Mountain Empire and Senior of the Star Dream Pavilion to be here. For the princess to dance a piece would also bring glory to Snow Moon. There's nothing improper about it." The Fifth Envoy spoke again, using the Dragon Mountain Empire envoys and the Star Dream Pavilion senior as excuses.
"I see you carry a long sword on your back, so you must be a sword user. With the Dragon Mountain Empire envoys and the Star Dream Pavilion senior here, why don't you go perform a sword dance to entertain everyone?"
"My sword is not meant for dancing for others to watch." The Fifth Envoy said coldly.
"The princess's dance is not something just anyone is qualified to watch. At least not those who don't know their own place." Lin Feng's words were bitingly cold. The music and dance continued, but no one had the heart to appreciate them.
"Heh heh." That person laughed. "I have bitterly cultivated the sword dao. This is the first time I've encountered someone asking me to perform a sword dance for others to watch. And it's just someone at the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth."
"This is also the first time I've heard of people from another kingdom coming to the Snow Moon Imperial Palace and daring to ask the princess to perform a dance. The people of the Heavenly Wind Kingdom are truly extraordinary indeed."
A voice that seemed to smile yet not smile sounded. The speaker was Yue Tianming, seated below Lin Feng.
"Extraordinary or not, that's not determined by empty talk. After the music and dance, I, the Fifth Envoy of Heavenly Wind, would also like to see the Eight Young Masters of Snow Moon."
"You are not qualified to speak to me like that. At the very least, let him say those words." Yue Tianming pointed at the Second Envoy seated below the Heavenly Wind Crown Prince Feng Chen. His gaze was sharp, and an intangible aura congealed in the space, causing the Fifth Envoy's expression to change. This person seated below Lin Feng had formidable strength.
"No rush." The Second Envoy said coldly. "Lin Feng said his strength makes killing the Seventh Envoy not difficult. Let him spar with the Seventh Envoy first."
"Hmph." Yue Tianming laughed coldly. Did they think the Seventh Envoy was certain to defeat Lin Feng, who was at the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer?
"Right, Lin Feng himself claimed that killing me wouldn't be difficult. After the music and dance, I will definitely spar with Sir Lin Feng. Otherwise, how about we add some stakes?"
The Seventh Envoy chimed in.
"What do you want to bet?" Lin Feng looked at him coldly.
"If you lose, please have the princess perform a dance. If I lose, I will voluntarily perform a sword dance." The Seventh Envoy spoke slowly, staring directly at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng didn't answer immediately but drank a cup of wine. Then he put the cup down. "You — what qualifications do you have to be mentioned in the same breath as the princess? If you perform a sword dance, do you think anyone would want to watch?"
"Furthermore, if I lose, that's my affair. For you to say let the princess perform a dance — that itself is disrespect and insult to Xinye." Lin Feng said coldly. Even if he was certain of victory, he couldn't agree to the other party's bet. If he lost and let Duan Xinye dance, then what was Lin Feng treating Duan Xinye as? His gambling stake?
"If you want to bet, I'll bet my life with you!"
Lin Feng spat out a cold sentence, killing intent chilling the air!