Chapter 1419: Catching Taiwu Turtle in a Jar

"Your 'very pleased' is a bit much!" Yun Heng grumbled to himself, suppressing a sneer. "What business is it of yours? Such an unrestrained laugh is truly inexplicable!"

"Heh heh..." Chu Feng's smile remained, genuinely heartfelt. He hadn't felt this anticipation in a long time; his fists, clenched in his wide sleeves, were almost bursting. All he wanted was to punch Taiwu in the face.

However, he still needed to exercise restraint. If Taiwu were to get wind of this and escape prematurely, it would be disastrous, rendering his wish unfulfilled.

In reality, he was overthinking. Given Taiwu's status, if he knew "ghosts" from the lesser yin realm had arrived, he would certainly rush there to kill them without hesitation.

It could only be said that Chu Feng was overly concerned and excessively confident, arrogant enough to believe that his enemies would flee at the mere mention of his name.

"Nephew, considering Taiwu's glorious life, has there ever been a special case where he fled without a fight?" Chu Feng asked. This question further demonstrated that he was "getting a little carried away."

Yun Heng was startled, then his lips twitched. If he hadn't controlled himself, he would have scoffed aloud.

"My master would flee? Never in his life. Such a thought... is utterly absurd!" Yun Heng replied with a hint of disdain.

Chu Feng nodded, thinking, "This is good. I'm relieved!"

Yun Heng felt very awkward. What did this strange young man mean? It was truly baffling; after hearing that, he actually looked quite satisfied.

He then decided he no longer wished to remain there, feeling he had already fulfilled his duties as a host and shown sufficient respect, even to his master's old acquaintance.

Besides, it was still debatable whether they were truly old friends!

"Fellow Daoist, please make yourself comfortable. My master will be returning soon, and I need to make some arrangements," Yun Heng said, then departed with the elder, but not before arranging for disciples to remain there and serve.

Chu Feng replied, "No worries, nephew, go ahead and attend to your duties. I'll just wander around a bit and admire the scenic spots of Brother Taiwu's dojo. Don't mind me."

These were not mere polite words; he genuinely wanted to move around. He needed to make preparations before Taiwu returned, specifically to seal off this ancient dojo, ensuring his enemy would have no means of escape.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yun Heng and the others turned and departed.

Chu Feng flew down from the golden palace complex, landing in the dojo rich with spiritual energy. Threads of runic patterns appeared in his eyes as he used his Super Fiery Golden Eyes to examine the mountain-protecting domain.

He meticulously examined everything from the scripture repository to the rare herb fields, not even missing the most secluded corners, ensuring he had a complete understanding of the place.

Who was he? The most talented domain researcher, already with one foot in the Heavenly Master realm, his skill was truly world-astonishing!

From the past to the present, Chu Feng's most astonishing talent wasn't cultivation, but rather his research into domains, which surpassed even his path of evolution.

After he embarked on the path of cultivation, his evolutionary abilities were absolutely extraordinary, truly rare in the world. However, his domain talent was even more exceptional, surpassing even that.

Now, for a Heavenly Master-level being like him, entering this place was as easy as walking on flat ground; all domains were ineffective against him.

So-called Domain Heavenly Masters, in terms of rank, were on the same level as Heavenly Venerates. However, in reality, they were more respected and more powerful than the latter.

This was because they were so rare; reaching this level by following the domain path was many times more difficult than simple evolution, to an unimaginable extent.

Heavenly Masters manipulate mountains and rivers, transport stellar energy, can transform a pure land into a deadly place, and turn forbidden areas in famous mountains and great rivers into open roads, thus earning immense respect from all major powers.

Taiwu possessed power, status, and connections, yet even when he greatly valued the lesser yin realm and sought lost ultimate treasures of the Yang world back then, he only dispatched Divine Masters from the domain field.

As for his own dojo, he had spent countless resources to invite a Domain Heavenly Master to help set it up, but it couldn't be reinforced annually.

Chu Feng nodded, acknowledging that the domain here was decent, but how could it possibly impede him?

He secretly made his move, altering all the underground runes and transforming them into a trapping formation. Now, everyone attending this grand gathering would find it difficult to escape.

This would prevent anyone from fleeing to report when he moved against Taiwu shortly. He intended to suppress an entire sect and all its guests by himself!

In a short time, subtle changes occurred in the grand dojo's layout. Only a Domain Heavenly Master could perceive them; everyone else remained completely unaware.

Everything was ready, lacking only the final step. As soon as Chu Feng took a step and imprinted the final crucial domain, everything here would transform, becoming a "large jar."

And he was still waiting. He had to wait for Taiwu, this "big tortoise," to return; only after he stepped through the mountain gate could the plan be activated.

In the clouds, a large bell tolled softly, reverberating through this world. More news arrived, and the teleportation domain in the dojo had ample divine magnetic stones prepared. This indicated that Taiwu's return was imminent.

"Fellow Daoist, let us both go together to welcome Brother Taiwu back."

From among the golden palace complex suspended in mid-air, some people emerged, calling to friends and greeting esteemed guests in various VIP lounges, urging everyone to go together to receive Taiwu.

This was truly... a bit much. As guests, why should they go to welcome the host?

However, a group of people did emerge, genuinely setting off with great enthusiasm, heading towards the dojo's only large-scale teleportation domain platform.

Led by them, many among the younger generation—disciples and followers from various sects, some talented noblewomen, and others—also rushed there to welcome Taiwu's return.

Chu Feng curled his lip and let out a cold laugh. It was truly a case of "if one is powerful, friends come from all directions; but if one is humble, even neighbors might become enemies."

Taiwu's lineage was powerful enough, and with the resurrection of the epoch-making Martial Lunatic, their status was now even more prominent. Friends and guests came from all directions, and various powerful lords gathered around them.

For some, such a display of influence was quite normal.

Soon, someone noticed Chu Feng, seeing him "strolling" on the ground, looking as if he had nothing to do, and immediately felt somewhat displeased, calling out to him.

"Fellow Daoist, I observed you resting in the golden palace area; you are indeed an esteemed guest. Now that Brother Taiwu is returning, why don't you come and greet him?"

That was a grey-haired middle-aged man, though it was hard to say how old he truly was. His extraordinary strength made him exceptionally prominent among the guests, having stepped into the Heavenly Venerate realm.

Chu Feng replied calmly, "Brother Taiwu and I have known each other for many years; we are close friends. There's no need for pleasantries between us. He knows my heart, and I understand his intentions; he would never expect me to greet or send him off."

The man was surprised, a hint of awkwardness on his face. He had been fawning over Taiwu like this, only to encounter Taiwu's close friend. His performance this time was truly poor.

"Ah, I see. After so many years, it's good to welcome an old friend," he said, finding a way to save face.

In fact, it was he who initiated this call for people to welcome Taiwu's return, as he wished to seek the Martial Lunatic's lineage as his great backer for the future.

The world was about to descend into chaos, a great chaos. Many sects and orthodoxies were currently making choices, and there were quite a few evolvers like him.

At this moment, another person spoke up. It was a middle-aged man with golden hair, also one of the few Heavenly Venerates, who said, "Heh, Brother Taiwu's close friend? This fellow Daoist speaks with quite a bit of arrogance. I've been acquainted with Brother Taiwu for many years, yet I've never heard of him having such a peer in the Divine King realm as a friend. Our path of cultivation crushes time and discards impurities; truly, very few old acquaintances from the same era remain."

This person seemed very familiar with Taiwu. His voice was grating and slightly sarcastic, and he glared at Chu Feng with an unfriendly expression.

This was also one of the two or three people Chu Feng had already targeted. If he were to kill Taiwu, the Heavenly Venerates closest to him would naturally also need to be considered.

Chu Feng, with his hands clasped behind his back, rose into the air and approached their group, saying, "Since this fellow Daoist has spoken, then I shall personally welcome Taiwu. Let's see if he has anything to say to me, if he thinks I've been too polite. I believe he will need to apologize to me!"

Upon hearing his words, everyone was moved and their hearts were filled with shock. Who exactly was this person? To actually possess such qualifications that, upon welcoming Taiwu, he would make Heavenly Venerate Taiwu feel guilty?

"Heh heh, I'll wait for Brother Taiwu to come out!" Chu Feng said, standing outside the large domain, waiting quietly and drawing everyone's attention.

Many people were anticipating whether, once Heavenly Venerate Taiwu appeared, he would truly show this person exceptional respect and feel remorse, just as this person claimed.

In reality, Chu Feng was standing there to wait for Taiwu to appear, and at the first opportunity, in front of everyone... give him a resounding slap across the face.

Presumably, if that moment arrived, everyone would be dumbfounded, utterly... speechless.