Chapter 141: Such Bad Luck Today

Collecting ten Time Shards grants a strand of the Law of Time.
Collecting ten Destiny Shards grants a strand of the Law of Destiny.
The power of laws.
This is not one of the essential prerequisites for attaining immortality.
Just like him, he cultivated the Law of Taiji and the Law of Thunder.
Among the three thousand Great Daos, any law cultivated to its ultimate limit can lead to immortality.
This is taking a solid step forward on the path to immortality.
Moreover, even after becoming an immortal, one must continue to comprehend laws, though Chu Feng is not yet clear on the specifics of how to cultivate them at this stage.

"Who is making trouble in my Taiyin Pavilion?"
Just as Chu Feng was contentedly accepting his reward, a domineering voice rang out from outside the pavilion, and a middle-aged man strode in with the vigor of a dragon and a tiger.
He swept his gaze across the room.
His eyes shot out a terrifying beam of light.
Upon seeing the newcomer, the surrounding crowd instinctively shrank back, their faces filled with fear.
Liu Wen, however, was overcome with joy, his consciousness trembling slightly from excitement.
He hurriedly struggled to climb to his feet and knelt before the middle-aged man, weeping bitterly: "My Lord, you must seek justice for your servant! It is him—not only did he cause trouble in my Taiyin Pavilion, but he also killed my son. He is cold-blooded and malicious, a man hated by gods and men alike!"
"Wuwuwu."
The appearance of the middle-aged man stirred the onlookers.
"It is actually Lord Tai Jian! This Lord Tai Jian is one of the three Transformation-stage ancestors of the Taiyin Pavilion. To dare to cause trouble in front of him is simply seeking death. Things are about to get interesting."
Clearly, no one favored Chu Feng.
Although Chu Feng had just displayed miraculous methods, the man before them was one of the three great Transformation-stage masters of the Taiyin Immortal Sect; in everyone's eyes, his status and authority were deeply rooted and unshakable.
Chu Feng, on the other hand, could not help but laugh.
The name was simply too ridiculous.
"Tai Jian"—wasn't that a homophone for "eunuch"?
He truly didn't know who had given him such a name; it was hilarious. He couldn't help it.
"Pfft."
This Lord Tai Jian had already been looking at Chu Feng with a sour expression, and now, seeing Chu Feng openly mocking him, his anger flared instantly. He didn't even bother to ask what had happened.
After all, everything before his eyes was self-explanatory.
Liu Wen was the manager of the Taiyin Pavilion. If he didn't listen to him, who would he listen to?
"Daring to cause trouble in my Taiyin Pavilion, you are seeking death!" he roared in a rage.
With a backhand stroke, he unleashed a sword strike toward Chu Feng.
The sword intent billowed, causing the onlookers to scramble backward, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.
But to Chu Feng, it was not worth mentioning.
Without moving a muscle or even dodging, he allowed the sword intent to strike him. As the intent passed, the powerful attack dissipated instantly as if it had never existed, failing to cause even the slightest harm.
Lord "Eunuch's" expression changed instantly. "How is this possible? How could my attack fail?"
He refused to believe it.
With a cold snort, he struck again.
This sword was far more powerful than the last, but in the face of this assault, Chu Feng remained calm and composed, neither dodging nor parrying.
The powerful attack was once again extinguished into nothingness.
"You... who exactly are you?"
At this moment, the "Eunuch" lord was clearly afraid.
Chu Feng could not be bothered to answer him.
With a flick of his hand, he suppressed him with a single palm strike.
The "Eunuch" lord was sent flying like a scarecrow for dozens of meters, crashing heavily to the ground and coughing up blood.
Before he could rise, Chu Feng appeared before him like a bolt of lightning and pinned him to the ground with one foot. "I seem to have heard someone calling me a 'death-seeker' just now. I wonder if I heard wrong, or if you misspoke?"
The "Eunuch" lord's face paled. "I misspoke! I never said that! It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"
"Truly a misunderstanding?" Chu Feng asked again.
"Truly a misunderstanding," the "Eunuch" lord nodded frantically.
"And what may I call you, my Lord?"
Chu Feng snorted coldly. "You aren't qualified to know my name. Given my personality, if you dared to lay a hand on me, I would have killed you on the spot. But I have come with a purpose this time, so you are in luck—I will spare your life."
"Thank you, my Lord! Thank you, my Lord!"
Chu Feng said, "Go now. Take me to see your Sect Leader. I have business to conduct with him. As for what happened here, you can ask the people present."
"Yes, yes."
The "Eunuch" lord didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The "Eunuch" lord immediately led Chu Feng to meet their Taiyin Ancestor.
As for Liu Wen and his son Liu Yun, they met a miserable fate.
Having witnessed Chu Feng's immense power—especially when he suppressed the Taiyin Ancestor with a backhand strike—they realized this person was at least at the Mahayana stage and dared not offend him further.
Upon returning, Liu Wen was crippled and subjected to daily torture, while his son Liu Yun died less than half a year later.
Liu Fei was reinstated as the manager of the Taiyin Pavilion.
Liu Xiaogou changed his name to Liu An and was accepted into the Taiyin Immortal Sect.
The Taiyin Ancestor looked like a small, sixty-year-old man, smiling constantly. To a stranger, he would immediately come across as lecherous.
As the Taiyin Ancestor, he controlled everything.
He had learned of the events on Taiyin Island the moment they occurred.
When Zhang Tai Jian brought Chu Feng to the Taiyin Immortal Sect, he had already been waiting at the entrance for some time.
With a respectful expression, he said, "Zhang Taiyin greets you, my Lord."
Chu Feng said calmly, "It seems you govern Taiyin Island quite well."
"You are too kind, my Lord. Please, come inside."
Chu Feng nodded and followed Zhang Taiyin into the Taiyin Immortal Sect. As the only immortal sect on the entire island and its absolute ruler, the sect was indeed built with gilded splendor and high-end grandeur.
It felt even more imposing than the Taixuan Dao Sect.
Its only weakness was that it was a bit small.
The entire area of the immortal sect was roughly one-third the size of the Taixuan Dao Sect.
Facing Zhang Taiyin's deference, Chu Feng did not beat around the bush and stated his purpose: he wanted blood jade coral, and the more, the better.
It would be even better if he could obtain Immortal Blood Coral.
Zhang Taiyin said, "My Lord, I happen to have one piece of Immortal Blood Coral. I shall fetch it for you immediately."
The moment Chu Feng held the item, his Nine-Turn Profound Art began to tremble, as if it had spotted the most delicious food and wanted to swallow it whole.
"Good. I will take this Immortal Blood Coral. Speak—what reward do you desire?"
Zhang Taiyin bowed hurriedly, "I dare not."
"However, I implore you, my Lord, to tell me how to transcend into the Mahayana realm."
Zhang Taiyin was currently at the peak of the Integration stage, just one step away from the Mahayana realm, but that single step was a chasm he had exhausted every method to cross.