Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 636: Why Did You Come Again? (Fourth Update)

"I’ve lost, that is all, and I am eager to know what sort of trouble my disciple has caused to merit your desperate efforts. Can you tell me?" Park Zefeng sighed inwardly. Today, he tasted the most bitter defeat in his history. Despite ten thousand instances of disbelief, defeat was defeat, and as a loser, he found no pride in it.

Yet upon reflection, he felt a surge of unwillingness. Zhu Tao had already mentioned during their first encounter that his disciple was the cause of trouble, but he hadn’t paid much attention. Now, he truly wanted to understand what kind of disaster his disciple, Cui Jinhao, had stirred up to warrant such a deathmatch with Zhu Tao. What on Earth was going on?

"Don’t think a little bit of strength allows you to act recklessly. I am simply following the Young Master’s orders to let you know to control your own disciple. Don’t presume that learning a few tricks means you can go around bullying others with impunity. That’s all I have to say," Zhu Tao stated indifferently, his disdain for someone like Park Zefeng who indulged his disciple was palpable.

"So that’s how it is." As soon as Park Zefeng heard Zhu Tao’s words, he immediately understood the situation. It turned out that his disciple was in trouble, prompting Zhu Tao’s visit. At that moment, Park Zefeng also realized who the troublemaker was—it had to be Cui Jinhao. His other disciples were on the mountain with him; who else but Cui Jinhao could be causing trouble outside!

Previously, Park Zefeng hadn’t bothered to discipline his disciples. In his view, there was nothing wrong with whatever his disciples did, especially since they were usually by his side and couldn’t make any serious mistakes. He never imagined that the only disciple outside would cause such a fiasco. This clearly showed that Cui Jinhao had been bullying others using his name, otherwise, Zhu Tao wouldn’t have confronted him and defeated him just to convey this message.

However, Park Zefeng grew more curious about who this Young Master was. Hearing the respect in Zhu Tao’s voice when he mentioned him, could it be... could it be that this Young Master was from one of Huaxia’s four great Prominent Families? Otherwise, how could there be an S-rank expert following him? No, even the Young Masters from the Prominent Families couldn’t command the loyalty of an S-rank expert. This... what in the world was going on? Who exactly was this Young Master? With these thoughts, Park Zefeng’s eyes fixated on Lin Feng not far away—his curiosity about the young man’s identity overwhelming.

"Let’s leave it at this for today. The Young Master and I should take our leave. I believe you know what to do. I’ll only tell you one last thing—my strength comes from Lin Feng Young Master’s personal guidance. I will not say more." After these words, Zhu Tao’s figure flickered as he retrieved the Ancient Sword, and then he followed Lin Feng away. Park Zefeng was a clever man; he knew what to do without needing Zhu Tao to spell it out.

Not until Lin Feng and Zhu Tao had vanished did Park Zefeng come to terms with Zhu Tao’s words, and at once, he stood petrified in place...

Heavens!

This... how is this possible!

That young man, he... how could he possibly!

...

At this moment, Park Zefeng’s heart was enveloped in numerous shocks. He could not have fathomed that something like this would happen. It is well-known that defeating someone is easy, but to instruct them, that requires more than just strength. According to Zhu Tao, all of his formidable talents were the result of Lin Feng Young Master’s personal instruction. Does that not imply that Lin Feng is far more formidable than Zhu Tao? And the tremendous change in Zhu Tao over these three days was all Lin Feng’s doing. This... how is this possible!

In the Cultivation World, there had never been such an occurrence— a man in his early twenties, able to command the following of an S-rank expert, and even more terrifying, Lin Feng evidently possessed a might greater than Zhu Tao’s. This... this... this is simply inconceivable, this... this is utterly beyond belief!

Although astounded by Zhu Tao’s words, Park Zefeng entirely believed them. Zhu Tao’s every display was undeniably genuine, proof that Lin Feng truly possessed abilities incomprehensible to the ordinary cultivator. A young man in his early twenties with such terrifying power, if not mistaken, this Lin Feng must be much more formidable than him, a man who had been renowned for decades. This... this is simply too astonishing; Cui Jinhao had provoked the wrong deity!

As these thoughts flooded his mind, Park Zefeng felt an immeasurable headache, his heart filled with rage. If Cui Jinhao were present, he would have been tempted to beat him to death, but considering the heir to the Six-Star Group and his own status as the number one expert of H Country, he couldn’t possibly harm Cui Jinhao. Given this, what should he do?

Unable to restrain himself, Park Zefeng lay on the ground, ignoring his injuries, and began to carefully ponder how to resolve the situation...

...

Several uneventful days passed, and the International University Exchange Summit came to a successful close amid everyone’s anticipation.

During these days, Huang Shi’s injuries had healed under Lin Feng’s care, and he even seemed more spirited. Cui Jinhao had vanished since his defeat of Park Zefeng. Lin Feng and his friends spent a day touring Shoucheng, purchasing some characteristic gifts, and then they too prepared to return home.

Shoucheng International Airport.

The tickets Ding Wan’er booked for the delegation were for a direct flight to Tianhai at ten o’clock in the morning. Everyone had a delightful time during the past few days, and at the International University Exchange Summit, Ding Wan’er’s outstanding speech had successfully showcased Yingbo University and had even reached agreements with many internationally renowned universities for student exchange programs. This left Ding Wan’er thoroughly satisfied with the trip to Shoucheng.

What made Ding Wan’er even happier was that, throughout these few days in Shoucheng, aside from attending some conferences that were only for university presidents, Lin Feng was almost always by her side. During this time, she deeply felt Lin Feng’s profound affection for her, which almost kept her smiling all day long. In the past, she had never spent such extended one-on-one time with Lin Feng. After clearing up their relationship after the new year, Lin Feng had become hard to catch as he traversed far and wide, so for Ding Wan’er, these days had been the happiest of times.

However, what Ding Wan’er and Lin Feng did not expect was an unwelcome person, Cui Jinhao, suddenly showing up to see them off. This turned Ding Wan’er’s smiling face into one cold as frost, infuriating her immensely.

"Wan’er, I’ve been quite busy these past few days and didn’t have the time to see you. Now that you’re leaving today, I’ve come to send you off," Cui Jinhao said with a smile to Ding Wan’er, unable to contain his happiness upon seeing her, which led him to rush to the airport as soon as he heard that Ding Wan’er’s flight was departing in the morning.

"Thank you," Ding Wan’er replied coldly, feeling very angry inside. She didn’t want to see Cui Jinhao at all. Her previously good mood was completely ruined by this annoying person.

"If possible, I’ll come to Tianhai to visit you when I have time," Cui Jinhao said upon hearing Ding Wan’er’s icy tone, which made him quite uncomfortable. However, he still couldn’t control his affection for her. Over many years, only Ding Wan’er had touched his heart, so for Cui Jinhao, as long as Ding Wan’er wasn’t married, he would continue to pursue her. It was his right; no one could prevent him from being with Ding Wan’er.

"I don’t want to see you again," Ding Wan’er responded, even more agitated after hearing Cui Jinhao’s words. She thought to herself that Lin Feng had said Cui Jinhao’s issue was settled days ago, so why was he still persistently bothering her? This really infuriated Ding Wan’er, so she flatly refused to let Cui Jinhao visit her in Tianhai because she truly didn’t want to see him again.

"Why are you here again? Hasn’t your master told you anything?" Lin Feng, who had just gone to the restroom, was surprised to find that in the few minutes he was away, Cui Jinhao had once again come to pester Ding Wan’er. Feeling a surge of anger, he wondered why Park Zefeng hadn’t said something to Cui Jinhao since he kept coming back.

"What my master says to me is none of your business," Cui Jinhao replied with a dark look on his face when he heard Lin Feng’s voice. Speaking viciously, his resentment towards Lin Feng surged. If it wasn’t for Lin Feng, he believed he would have been with Ding Wan’er by now. If it wasn’t for Lin Feng, his master wouldn’t have treated him the way he did. If it wasn’t for Lin Feng, he wouldn’t have received a warning from his family. If...

If there was no Lin Feng, everything would have gone according to his wishes. So now, Cui Jinhao harbored a deep-seated hatred for Lin Feng, and if possible, he wished Lin Feng would just disappear from the world!

After Park Zefeng was injured, he briefed the Cui Family Head of the Six-Star Group on the incident in a simplified manner, emphasizing that Cui Jinhao should be properly disciplined and not be allowed to cause further trouble for Lin Feng. His message was clear: even he couldn’t afford to provoke Lin Feng and advised the Cui Family to act accordingly.

Then Park Zefeng summoned Cui Jinhao, who was preparing to bring flowers to Ding Wan’er, gave him a thrashing with the help of his other two disciples, and threw Cui Jinhao into the Qingfeng Sect’s penalty room. Cui Jinhao spent several days in the dark and icy chamber of repentance without a glimmer of light. When he was finally released, Park Zefeng warned him to stay away from Lin Feng and Ding Wan’er, or the consequences would be beyond his imagination.

This had made Cui Jinhao incredibly angry. Although his master had ordered him to be beaten and then confined him to the penal chamber for days, he didn’t take any of it to heart, considering his master’s words to be wind past his ears. He believed his master must be senile; Lin Feng was just a French teacher, so how could he command such respect from his master? That was, in his eyes, utterly impossible. Cui Jinhao was convinced that Ding Wan’er must have found some special connection; otherwise, Lin Feng couldn’t possibly wield such influence.

With this in mind, as soon as Cui Jinhao descended the mountain, he began to plan his revenge. Firstly, he couldn’t let Ding Wan’er know that he was going to make a move against Lin Feng, as that would only anger her more, and that was not what he wished to see. Moreover, since Lin Feng had a formidable old man by his side whom he had to be wary of, if a direct approach didn’t work, then a secretive one would suffice. Once they returned to Tianhai, he would send a few masters to stealthily watch and seize an opportunity to strike.

He refused to believe that Lin Feng would always have that old man accompanying him; there would be times when Lin Feng was alone. As soon as an opportunity arose, he resolved to deal with Lin Feng once and for all. If not to kill him, then at least to strip him of his layers, to punish this presumptuous Lin Feng for competing with him for Ding Wan’er. The agony he had suffered these past few days were all thanks to Lin Feng, and now upon seeing him, Cui Jinhao itched to tear Lin Feng to shreds...