Chapter 101: Practicing an Evil Art

“So this woman actually came knocking on my door,” Chu Feng said with a cold snort.

He had not the slightest fondness for Jiang Yan.

When dealing with a woman like her, there were only two paths.

One: kill her.

Two: subdue her, just as he had done with An Miaoyi.

The moment the door opened, Chu Feng made his move.

Since she had already come to his doorstep to make trouble, there was no need for courtesy.

Jiang Yan had rushed over in a fury after Chu Feng had humiliated her, but she had never expected him to strike without warning. She had not even managed to react.

If it had been anyone else, then even at the peak of the Grand Ascension realm, a sneak attack would not have been enough to do her serious harm.

After all, she was a genuine Tribulation-Transcending Celestial Lord.

Unfortunately for her, she had run into Chu Feng.

Though only at the peak of the Grand Ascension realm, he could stand invincible beneath the Great Emperor level.

That sudden ambush truly left Jiang Yan no chance to respond.

A force of mind crashed into her, stunning her consciousness, and in the next instant Chu Feng swung out a palm. The Subduing Dragon Palm burst forth, golden dragons coiling around her and binding her instantly so that she could not move an inch.

Jiang Yan’s expression changed drastically. She struggled desperately, but it was useless.

Staring at Chu Feng with fury, she said, “What do you mean by this? Why are you attacking me? Do you know who I am?”

Chu Feng shrugged. “Jiang Yan of the Jiang Clan, and what of it? I came precisely to trouble you. As for who I am? Take a guess.”

Jiang Yan said angrily, “I advise you to release me at once, or I will make sure you die without a burial place.”

Chu Feng shook his head and said with contempt, “You are the fish on the block and I am the butcher’s knife. Now you are my prisoner, a turtle in a jar, and you still dare to speak to me like that? Do you really think I would not dare kill you?”

He added, “I have to admit, you really are worthy of being an elder of the imperial clan Jiang. You are quite beautiful. I just wonder whether you are any different from other women when taken to bed.”

As he spoke, Chu Feng reached out and gently stroked Jiang Yan’s cheek.

Jiang Yan tried desperately to avoid him, only to discover that she could not move at all.

A wave of terror surged through her heart.

She was Jiang Yan, a dignified Tribulation-Transcending Celestial Lord, yet because of a moment’s carelessness she had been controlled by another, and was about to lose her chastity. That was even more unbearable than death.

At once she suppressed her former arrogance, her voice trembling slightly as she said, “Since you know I am an elder of the Jiang Clan, you should understand how formidable our clan is. Besides, there is no enmity between us. If you truly like women, I can arrange it. I will personally choose ten peerless beauties and deliver them to you myself.”

Chu Feng shook his head. “What beauty could possibly compare to you, a Tribulation-Transcending Celestial Lord of the Jiang Clan?”

“Besides, who told you there is no enmity between us?”

Jiang Yan fixed him with a deadly stare. “Who exactly are you?”

Chu Feng smiled. “You really are forgetful. You have forgotten me so quickly. Speaking of which, this is not the first time you have sent people to kill me. To be precise, you wanted me to write a letter of divorce. It is only because I have been fortunate enough to live that I never gave you your wish.”

“You are Chu Feng.”

Jiang Yan instantly guessed his identity.

Her face was full of disbelief. “How is that possible? How can your strength be so great?”

The power he had just displayed in binding her in an instant was by no means inferior to her own. If the person before her was truly Chu Feng, then it was far too inconceivable.

When she had first met Chu Feng, he had only been at the Divine Transformation realm.

Yet only a few years had passed.

The Taixuan Dao Sect was merely a second-rate sect. How could it possibly produce such a terrifying expert?

Jiang Yan shook her head. “If you do not wish to reveal your identity, there is no need to impersonate someone else.”

Chu Feng laughed. “Since you refuse to believe me, I will have no choice but to prove it to you myself.”

As he spoke, he looked around. “I just wonder whether this private room is soundproof enough. Doing something a bit excessive should not be discovered by anyone, right?”

At once, Jiang Yan felt a chill of foreboding and said, “What are you going to do?”

Chu Feng said calmly, “Naturally, I will prove to you that I am Chu Feng.”

“You dare!”

Jiang Yan’s tone was clearly weaker than before, carrying even a trace of pleading.

This made Chu Feng unable to restrain a wild laugh.

But just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the prodigy battle arena.

It turned out that someone had started fighting.

“I report that an evil cultivator has infiltrated this year’s Prodigy Battle. Are evil cultivators also qualified to enter the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace?”

“I propose we kill this evil cultivator on the spot, lest he leave and wreak havoc across our cultivation world.”

“I am irreconcilably at odds with evil cultivators!”

The speaker was named Lu Xiu. Dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe and holding a whisk in hand, he stood with a righteous air as he confronted a young man with a sinister expression, a faint upward curl to his lips, and a body that radiated a bloody aura.

This sinister young man was named Zhu Neng. Like Fang Yun, he also cultivated the Evil Dragon Art.

However, his Evil Dragon Art was far more profound than Fang Yun’s, and his cultivation was higher as well. It was obvious that he had reaped considerable benefits from it.

By harvesting yin to replenish yang.

By seizing everything from women.

Once discovered, such a one must be killed without delay.

The only thing Chu Feng regretted was that this man was not a child of fortune.

The Evil Dragon Art was incomparably vicious; once discovered, the practitioner was to be slain at once.

Lu Xiu only knew that Zhu Neng cultivated an evil art, but he did not know that it was the Evil Dragon Art.

Still, that was understandable.

In order to conceal the aura of the Evil Dragon Art, Zhu Neng also cultivated another sinister technique: the Blood Hand Seal.

It sucked in human blood essence to refine his evil power.

He might be able to hide it from others, but he could not hide it from Chu Feng.

Facing Lu Xiu’s accusation, how could Zhu Neng admit it? He immediately argued, “Utter nonsense. There are countless paths in cultivation; so-called righteousness and evil are nothing more than labels imposed by men. I know only one principle: no technique is evil in itself, only the person using it can be evil. I have indeed cultivated an evil art, but I never use it on ordinary people, only on my enemies.”

“Do you all really think that when facing an enemy, one must still be soft-hearted?”

There were in fact many who cultivated evil arts.

Evil techniques had one defining trait: they were powerful, bizarre and unfathomable, and their cultivation speed was fast.

Of course, they were also extremely cruel—cruel to oneself, cruel to enemies, and in some cases even their prerequisites for cultivation were hideously cruel. That was why the world could not tolerate them.

Take the Evil Dragon Art, for example: it could be used to seduce women and seize everything from them.

It was hated by all female cultivators. Once discovered, they would do anything to kill the practitioner on the spot, and this in turn made male cultivators think the same way.

Some idle souls had even compiled a ranking of evil arts. The top ten were to be exterminated on sight.

The Evil Dragon Art ranked seventh.

As for the Blood Hand Seal, it had not even made the list. That was Zhu Neng’s confidence.

After hearing Zhu Neng’s words, the crowd began to discuss it heatedly, and quite a few even found themselves agreeing with him.

Seeing this, Zhu Neng was ready to press the advantage while the iron was hot. “As you can all see, since I am able to participate in the Prodigy Battle, it means that even the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace recognizes me and has no objection to my cultivation of an evil art.”

“By what right do you shout for my death?”