Chapter 598 A Heavenly Venerable’s Worth Is Measured Entirely by the Length of His Beard (Bonus - for weekly Webnovel Power Stone ranking! Thank you so much for voting!)
Above the city, the skies had become a breathtaking spectacle.
Flying boats of every imaginable size floated gracefully through the clouds.
Some were only large enough to carry a single family, while others resembled floating palaces hundreds of meters long.
Ancient warships bearing the emblems of hidden clans hovered proudly in formation.
Immortal cranes pulled elegant jade carriages through the heavens, while enormous spirit beasts carried cultivators upon their backs.
From sunrise until sunset, streams of light constantly crossed the sky as more visitors continued to arrive.
Anyone witnessing the scene for the first time would believe that the entire cultivation world had gathered for a grand tournament rather than to meet a single man.
Naturally, wherever countless people gathered, conflicts were unavoidable.
Most visitors remained patient, understanding that someone as extraordinary as Medicine King Lin Feng could not possibly meet everyone at once.
They quietly waited for their turn, chatting with fellow cultivators, exchanging treasures, or discussing the latest rumors surrounding Lin Feng’s miraculous accomplishments.
However, not everyone possessed such patience.
Some believed their backgrounds granted them privileges that others did not deserve.
Others had spent their entire lives being respected and feared, making it impossible for them to accept standing in line alongside ordinary cultivators.
Soon enough, trouble arrived.
"What?" an angry voice thundered through the crowd. "Does Medicine King Lin Feng not know who we are? Does he dare refuse to give face to my young master from an ancient hidden clan? What unbelievable arrogance!"
The furious shout instantly attracted everyone’s attention. Thousands of gazes turned toward the source of the commotion.
Standing near the entrance of Lin Feng’s residence was a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious black robes embroidered with ancient golden patterns.
His posture was proud, his expression filled with contempt as he looked down upon everyone present.
Behind him stood several younger cultivators with equally arrogant expressions.
Their robes all bore the same mysterious emblem, yet none of the spectators recognized it.
Even so, no one dared underestimate them after hearing the words ancient hidden clan.
The man’s eyes were filled with disdain.
"In our clan," he continued coldly, "countless holy lands and supreme sects would personally welcome our young master. Yet this so-called Medicine King dares to make him wait together with common cultivators? Does he truly think becoming a famous healer allows him to ignore everyone beneath the heavens?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming spiritual pressure erupted from his body.
Boom!
The surrounding air trembled violently.
Invisible waves of spiritual energy spread in every direction like a raging tsunami.
Nearby cultivators immediately retreated several steps, while those with weaker cultivation turned pale as beads of sweat formed across their foreheads.
Some disciples of Spirit Spring Academy nearly collapsed under the pressure. Silence instantly descended upon the crowd. No one dared to speak.
The man was a Divine Tribulation Realm expert.
Such a cultivation level was enough to establish a powerful sect anywhere on the continent.
Even first-rate forces would respectfully treat someone of his strength as an honored guest.
With such power backing him, it was little wonder he acted so arrogantly. Many spectators secretly frowned, but none stepped forward.
Offending a Divine Tribulation Realm cultivator over a dispute that had nothing to do with them simply was not worth the risk.
Facing the terrifying pressure stood only a young servant from Lin Feng’s courtyard.
Her face had already turned pale, and her legs trembled uncontrollably.
The overwhelming aura pressed against her body like an invisible mountain, making every breath feel incredibly difficult.
It felt as though a single thought from the man could crush her into dust. Even so, she did not retreat.
Remembering Lin Feng’s instructions, she gathered every ounce of courage she possessed before bowing respectfully.
"I-I’m... I’m very sorry, Senior," she said with a trembling voice. "But my master has instructed that everyone must wait according to their turn. He will meet every visitor eventually. Please forgive us and continue waiting a little longer."
Although every word left her mouth with great difficulty, she still managed to finish her sentence.
She felt like a tiny leaf caught within the eye of a violent hurricane, as though she could be swept away at any moment.
Yet despite her fear, she faithfully carried out Lin Feng’s orders without compromise. The surrounding crowd could not help but admire her courage.
After all, standing before a furious Divine Tribulation Realm expert required far more bravery than most people possessed.
Everyone had expected only one person to appear.
Lin Feng.
After all, throughout the entire Azure Heaven Continent, everyone knew of his terrifying strength.
He was the only cultivator publicly acknowledged to possess the power to repel or even perhaps kill a Divine Tribulation Realm powerhouse.
In the hearts of countless people, Lin Feng had already become an invincible existence.
As the terrifying pressure of the invading expert continued to crush the city below, countless cultivators silently prayed.
"Please, Senior Lin Feng..."
"Come quickly..."
"Only you can stop him..."
Even Tang Jingyan and the academy elders clenched their fists.
Although they trusted Lin Feng, they knew he had not appeared yet.
If the enemy attacked before Lin Feng arrived, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The Divine Tribulation Realm expert sneered as he stood proudly like a king.
"So this is the famous Spirit Spring Academy?" he mocked. "Where is your so called unrivaled Lin Feng? Is he too frightened to show himself? Tell him to come out and face this old man!"
His voice rolled across the skies like endless thunder, causing weaker cultivators to cough blood. The atmosphere became unbearably tense.
Everyone stared at the horizon, waiting for the legendary figure to descend. Then... A majestic voice suddenly echoed across the heavens.
It was so loud that even the clouds trembled.
"So bold!"
"Who dares cause trouble within the domain of my master, Lin Feng?!"
The voice carried an overwhelming authority that caused every living being to shudder.
"Does he not know that my master possesses the Four Supreme Beings as his servants?" The declaration exploded throughout the entire city.
Before anyone could even determine where the voice had come from...
BOOM!!
A blur flashed across the sky.
It was so unimaginably fast that even Nascent Soul and Spirit Severing cultivators could not follow it with their divine senses.
The Divine Tribulation Realm expert’s pupils suddenly contracted.
"What!" He managed to utter only a single word. A tiny fist slammed into his abdomen.
Bang!!
The impact produced a deafening explosion that shattered the surrounding space.
The expert’s body bent like a shrimp as every bone in his body cracked simultaneously.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
His eyes bulged outward. Blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth.
Then...
Boom!!
His body shot backward faster than a falling star, piercing through countless layers of clouds.
The sonic boom alone flattened forests outside Clear Moon City.
Everyone could only watch in stunned silence as the once-arrogant Divine Tribulation Realm expert disappeared into the distant horizon.
Seconds later...
Bang!!!
A mountain range hundreds of miles away erupted violently.
One mountain after another exploded as his body smashed straight through them before finally embedding itself into the largest peak.
Dust billowed into the heavens. The earth shook violently. Even those inside Clear Moon City could feel the tremor beneath their feet.
Silence. Nobody spoke. Nobody even dared breathe loudly.
After several moments, the battered Divine Tribulation Realm cultivator slowly crawled out from the enormous crater.
"Hak..."
"Hak..."
"Hak..." His breathing was ragged. His luxurious robes had become tattered rags. Blood soaked his entire body.
Several ribs protruded grotesquely from his chest, while one of his arms hung limply at his side.
"Pfft!"
He spat another mouthful of blood onto the ground before barely managing to stand. His eyes no longer contained arrogance.
Only fear.
"Wh... who attacked me?" His trembling voice echoed across the mountains.
Back in Clear Moon City, everyone finally turned toward the source of the attack.
A moment later, every single cultivator froze. The entire city fell into complete silence once more.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Some even rubbed their eyes repeatedly, believing they were hallucinating. Others slapped themselves across the face.
One elderly cultivator even pulled his own beard to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. Because floating high above the city...
Were four tiny rats. Each of them was no larger than an ordinary mouse.
They possessed soft fur, tiny paws, twitching whiskers, and adorable little noses.
At first glance, they looked harmless enough to be picked up by children. Many people subconsciously blinked.
Surely... Surely there had to be some mistake. Those tiny creatures... Had sent a Divine Tribulation Realm powerhouse flying with a single punch?
Impossible!
The contrast was simply too absurd.
One side was a terrifying Divine Tribulation Realm expert who could destroy empires with a wave of his hand.
The other... Were four mice. Tiny. Round. Almost cute.
The image was so ridiculous that many cultivators felt their minds refusing to accept reality. Then the four rats slowly released their cultivation.
Boom!!!