Supreme Son-in-Law

As the Ghost Cultivator barged in, Ye Feng and the others outside were still waiting patiently.

Moreover, given the current situation, Ye Feng and his group would still have to wait for about another hour.

With no other options, Ye Feng led Situ Jing and Feng Gu to the side to eat something.

Seeing Ye Feng and his companions enjoying their meal, sneers of disdain echoed around them.

"Huh? These three fellows are back again? Even though their realms have improved a bit, with such meager strength, they dare to join the fray? Truly courting death."

"Exactly! The strongest among them is only a Quasi-Martial Saint, and the weakest is an Intermediate Martial Venerable. They're practically going to their deaths."

"Weak but eating well, I see. Well, they're about to die anyway, so why not eat better?"

"Go ahead, eat up! Eat well before you hit the road."

….

Though somewhat surprised by how quickly Ye Feng and his group had increased in strength, the others still held them in contempt.

Indeed, among these people, all were above the Martial Saint level. Seeing that the strongest in Ye Feng's group was only a Quasi-Martial Saint, they naturally looked down on them.

"Old Feng, you really came, huh?" At this moment, an old man came over with a smile. It was Old Gong from before.

"Just came to take a look." Feng Gu nodded and replied with a smile.

"Eh? A Quasi-Martial Saint now? You've really caught up to me." Old Gong was somewhat amazed by Feng Gu's current realm.

Despite his surprise, Old Gong still shook his head and persuaded, "But I advise you to go back. The danger this time is far beyond your imagination. Don't be foolish and throw your life away!"

"Thank you!" Feng Gu smiled and nodded but showed no sign of leaving.

"Ah!" Seeing Feng Gu not leaving, Old Gong shook his head helplessly and then suggested, "How about teaming up with us? We can look out for each other."

"Old Gong, what are you doing? Who told you to bring along these burdens?" But before Old Gong could finish, his teammate impatiently rushed over.

"Exactly… if you want to team up with them, just quit our team. We won't bring along these burdens." Another one nodded, saying discontentedly.

Among Old Gong's group, there were four people, including two Junior Martial Saints, one veteran Junior Martial Saint, and one at the peak of the Junior Martial Saint level.

Old Gong had just entered the Junior Martial Saint level and had no authority within the team.

"Take care of yourself!" Seeing the team disagree, Old Gong hesitated for a moment before giving up on the matter.

"Tch! Look at what garbage you are, still wanting to join our team? Truly overestimating yourself." As Old Gong was about to leave, one of them taunted.

"What did you say?" Hearing this, Feng Gu was instantly enraged, preparing to act.

"Forget it, don't stoop to their level." Ye Feng stopped him, only giving them a cold look, remembering their faces.

"Look, not only are they weak, but they're also as cowardly as dogs. Even if they go inside, they'd be cannon fodder bullied by everyone, trash…." Seeing Ye Feng and his friends not daring to make a move, the three became even more arrogant, speaking more and more offensively.

Yet Ye Feng said nothing, letting Feng Gu and Situ Jing continue to eat, ignoring them.

Seeing that Ye Feng and the others didn't even dare to retort, they got even more encouraged.

One of them, seeing Situ Jing, suddenly brightened up and said with a sly smile: "It's not entirely impossible for you to join us."

"How about this! As long as she becomes my woman and serves me well, we can let you join our team, we can even protect you." The one targeting Situ Jing was a peak Junior Martial Saint and the strongest in their team.

"That's right! Let this chick accompany us, and we'll take you in."

"This chick is really pretty, you guys must let me have some fun too."

With his lead, the other two also eagerly chimed in.

As they spoke, Ye Feng's expression changed.

Other insults, Ye Feng could overlook.

But humiliating someone close to Ye Feng was something he couldn't ignore, no matter the cost.

"Go… teach them a lesson." Thus, Ye Feng coldly instructed.

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Feng Gu respectfully nodded, then stood up, looked down on them, and said, "You're really asking for it, aren't you?"

"Haha! What did I just hear? A Quasi-Martial Saint bug daring to boast in front of me? Go kill him." Hearing Feng Gu, the peak Junior Martial Saint laughed disdainfully, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"I'll kill him right now and take that chick for ourselves." With his words, the weakest Junior Martial Saint thumped his chest and charged towards Feng Gu.

"Scram!" Feng Gu sneered, unleashing a punch with terrifying power.

Though Feng Gu was still just a Quasi-Martial Saint, due to his cultivation technique and the combat technique Ye Feng taught him, his strength had greatly increased.

Thus, Feng Gu's punch surpassed that of an ordinary Junior Martial Saint.

"Courting death!" Seeing Feng Gu dare to retaliate, the opponent laughed disdainfully, throwing his own punch.

In his view, his punch would kill Feng Gu, as Feng Gu was just a mere Quasi-Martial Saint.

Bang!

But with a loud bang, the Junior Martial Saint was sent flying in panic.

"Ah!" With a scream, the man landed horribly, spat out blood, utterly embarrassed.

With just one punch, Feng Gu severely injured a Junior Martial Saint.

"This…." Witnessing this, the onlookers, originally anticipating some entertainment, fell silent and stared at Feng Gu in shock.

"My god, where is this person from? How is he so strong? A Quasi-Martial Saint taking down a Junior Martial Saint instantly?"

"What kind of monster is this? I don't recognize him; he shouldn't be from a major family."

"Could a small family have such terrifying talent? Apparently, we shouldn't underestimate people from small families!"

"He's truly strong; taking down with a single punch. I feel he definitely possesses the power of a peak Junior Martial Saint."

….

After a brief silence, everyone looked at Feng Gu with incredulous expressions, shocked by his strength.

"Since when did Old Feng become this strong? Stronger than me?" Seeing this, Old Gong not far off was dumbfounded.

In his view, Feng Gu was just an ordinary Intermediate Martial Venerable before, worlds apart from him.

But, how did Feng Gu become even more badass in such a short time? It was terrifying, something Old Gong couldn't quite absorb.

"Now, it's your turn." At the same time, Feng Gu pointed at the remaining two men, coldly indicating.

"You really think you're something, huh? Let's see how I kill you!" The veteran Junior Martial Saint couldn't hold back and attacked with disdain.