Initially, Xuan Yuan Mu didnât know what to call Lin Feng, but then he called him Uncle. Lin Feng was already a Supreme Elder, so Xuan Yuan Mu had to call him Uncle. âAlright, Elder Xuan Yuan Mu, please have a seat,â said Fan Sheng Jun, smiling and waving. Even though Xuan Yuan Mu was Di Shuâs disciple, he was polite and did things properly. Fan Sheng Jun didnât have the impression that Xuan Yuan Mu meant Lin Feng harm or anything. Xuan Yuan Mu nodded and sat down next to Fan Sheng Jun, facing Lin Feng. When he saw that Lin Feng was facing him, he looked nervous. âThisâŚâ Xuan Yuan Mu wanted to warn Lin Feng, but didnât finish his sentence. Lin Feng was a Supreme Elder, he couldnât violate the rules. He had to respect rank-related conventions. Fan Sheng Jun glanced at Xuan Yuan Mu, and smiled without saying anything. Very quickly, the four holy cultivators arrived in Godly Mountain. When they saw Lin Feng, they nodded at him indifferently. Only Holy Fourth pulled a long face, he looked as glum as if he had just lost a member of his family. Lin Feng ignored Mo Da. Mo Da used to be his Uncle in terms of hierarchy. Now they had a similar rank. Besides, in terms of strength, which was the most important, Lin Feng was convinced that he wasnât necessarily weaker than Mo Da now. âYouâre surprisingly seated on Di Shuâs chair. Hehe!â said Mo Da, smiling coldly. Nobody dared do that. Was Lin Feng trying to provoke Di Shu? When Lin Feng heard Mo Da, he frowned. He was on Di Shuâs seat? They had such rules regarding seats, as well? But Lin Feng couldnât stand up now. If he did, Mo Da would make fun of him. Fan Sheng Jun and Xuan Yuan Mu hadnât said anything. If he stood up, theyâd think he was afraid of Di Shu. Since he was already seated, he didnât need to stand up anymore, was Lin Fengâs thought. âHey, everybody is here. I am a bit late,â a woman announced smoothly at that moment. Her voice made peopleâs flesh crawl. A seductively charming woman entered the pavilion. âSister Han Xianzi.â Fan Sheng Jun and Xuan Yuan Mu stood up and bowed. Han Xianzi waved and said gently, âSit down, sit down. No need to be that polite.â Xuan Yuan Mu and Fan Sheng Jun smiled awkwardly and sat down. At that moment, the atmosphere in the pavilion was rather oppressive. Han Xianzi smiled at the four holy cultivators. Holy First Sheng Hui, Holy Second Dong Sheng, and Holy Third Yi Yun looked anxious. They didnât know what to do. Holy Fourth Mo Da looked indifferent. When Han Xianzi saw their expressions, she groaned coldly, âHmph, surprisingly, youâre not indifferent to my beauty. Youâre such ordinary folks,â said Han Xianzi, before finally sitting down one seat away from Lin Feng. Han Xianzi looked at Lin Feng. Her eyes twinkled. Lin Feng smiled, but felt a little bit awkward on the inside. He had told himself not to look at her, but he had. âLin Feng, you dared injure my chief disciple. Youâre audacious, but you were right. Yi Qing is really insolent. Thank you for helping me take care of her,â said Han Xianzi smiling and pointing her finger at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng smiled awkwardly and scratched his head. He didnât know how to talk to Han Xianzi. âHa, old ghost! Youâre here too.â As Lin Feng didnât know what to say, Han Xianzi saw Bodhidharma come in. He was wearing a silver mask and a black robe. He looked demonic. Lin Feng and Xuan Yuan Mu stood up hastily and cupped their fists and greeted him, âMaster Bodhidharma.â âDonât call me Master. Youâre now my fellow disciple. Thereâs no rank difference between you and me anymore,â Bodhidharma said to Lin Feng. Lin Feng smiled wryly and nodded, sitting back down. âOld Ghost, how come you just arrived?â Han Xianzi asked angrily. Lin Feng looked at Bodhidharmaâs expression and shivered. âWhy do you care? Give me space!â shouted Bodhidharma, not giving Han Xianzi any face. He sat down between Lin Feng and Han Xianzi. There were nine chairs in total, and all were taken. Everybody noticed it. Lin Feng had taken Di Shuâs chair. âWhat to do?â whispered Xuan Yuan Mu to Fan Sheng Jun, frowning. Fan Sheng Jun frowned, he didnât know either. âOtherwiseâŚâ âLin Feng!!! How audacious and shameless! You dared steal my chair! You want to die?!â As Fan Sheng Jun wanted to say something, Di Shu arrived, infuriated. Mo Da smiled coldly, as if he had been watching a play. Lin Feng dared offend Di Shu? He was reckless. Everybody in the Gods Sect heard Di Shuâs shout. Many of them were at the foot of the Godly Mountain. Even though they couldnât see silhouettes clearly, they could hear them when they shouted. Even more disciples rushed over to the foot of the mountain when they heard Di Shu shout. Di Shu glared at Lin Feng furiously. Lin Feng looked back at him indifferently. âDi Shu, whatâs wrong?â asked Holy First Sheng Hui, frowning. Di Shu looked at Sheng Hui and shouted coldly, âMind your own business, will you!â âWatch your words! Everybody is afraid of you, but Iâm not.â Lin Feng initially thought Holy First would listen to Di Shu, but it wasnât the case. âDi Shu and Sheng Hui have never had good relations,â Bodhidharma said to Lin Feng telepathically. Lin Feng nodded. He understood. It probably also meant that Sheng Hui was at least as strong as Di Shu. When Sheng Hui shouted, Di Shu pulled a long face, but didnât say anything else. âLin Feng, thatâs my chair. Will you move?â Di Shu asked glumly. Lin Feng frowned and looked at Di Shu, âWhy didnât you tell me before? And there are only nine chairs here, where should I sit?â âWhat does that have to do with me? I donât care!â shouted Di Shu furiously. He was extremely angry already. âIt has nothing to do with you? Youâre the leader of the Supreme Elders in the Gods Sect. I am a Supreme Elder, my honor and dignity have nothing to do with you?
âYou have power here. I am a new Supreme Elder and I am still quite weak. I canât fight against you. I just want what I deserve. Am I wrong to think that way?
âIf I am wrong, then why did the Gods Sect promote me to the rank of Supreme Elder?
âDo you just despise me because I am weaker than you? Is that why you are so arrogant?â Lin Feng was furious, and started a monologue. Everybody had cold sweats when they heard him, especially Fan Sheng Jun and Xuan Yuan Mu. Holy First Sheng Hui looked surprised, yet delighted. He hadnât thought that Lin Feng, a new Supreme Elder, would dare confront Di Shu like that. He didnât care about giving Di Shu face. Those unceasing questions made Di Shu even more infuriated. He didnât know what to say in response.