Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

Chapter 518: Chapter 247 Misconceptions in Thinking_1

“Look at you.”

“Could it be that you don’t know of Bai Hua Pavilion, as well as the Great Moon Dynasty that has fallen under its control?”

Inside the great hall.

The current Emperor of the Da Feng Dynasty, Feng Wumian, sat on the golden throne.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but narrow his eyes slightly.

He swept his gaze towards the direction where Feng Wuyi was seated.

Despite his noble status,

It seemed his brother Feng Wuyi was ignorant of so many matters.

This truly made Feng Wumian wonder what to make of his younger brother.

However, upon further reflection,

It seemed quite normal.

After all, his younger brother had been the first to fall and withdraw from the power struggle among the Three-Veins Ancestors of the Da Feng Dynasty.

If his brother Feng Wuyi truly knew everything,

How could he have fallen so swiftly?

“Sigh…”

He took another glance at Feng Wuyi, who was now slightly lowering his head in silence.

Feng Wumian couldn’t help but let out a sigh, then immediately continued, “Bai Hua Pavilion, to put it nicely, is a Cultivator faction, but to put it bluntly, it’s like the brothels of the cultivation world, dealing in the flesh trade among Cultivators. However, the difference with ordinary brothels is that the women of Bai Hua Pavilion are all Cultivators, and they have mastered a dual cultivation technique.”

“Once a man completes dual cultivation with a Cultivator woman of Bai Hua Pavilion, his cultivation will see a slight increase.”

“Of course, the more Spirit Stones expended, the more significant the man’s cultivation boost will be.”

“It is said that if one dual cultivates with an Oiran of Bai Hua Pavilion who still possesses her virginity, the man could even ascend a whole great realm in a single night.”

“However, these are all rumors.”

“As for whether they are true or false, that’s quite unclear…”

After Feng Wumian finished,

Feng Wuyi silently nodded his head.

On the other hand, Feng Wuhen, who stood closer to Feng Wumian and next to Feng Wuyi,

snorted at this moment and murmured, “My dear elder brother, you’re so well-informed about Bai Hua Pavilion. Don’t tell me you are a regular patron, frequently enjoying their services?”

As Feng Wuhen’s voice echoed in the hall,

The expression of Feng Wumian, who sat at the main seat, gradually darkened.

An air of imperial majesty began to emanate from him.

After all, no matter what,

He, Feng Wumian, was still the new Emperor with a legitimate status, supported by the Three-Veins Ancestors behind the Royal Feng Family.

Having served as the new Emperor for some time, an aura of imperial authority had naturally accumulated.

Unfortunately,

The imperial majesty that was vastly effective on others,

seemed to have no apparent effect on Feng Wuhen in the hall, or even Feng Wuyi.

“Oh, are you angry?”

“Are you getting anxious?”

“With your temper so easily provoked, how will you contend with the White Brahma Temple, let alone with the Qingshi City Luo Family?”

“I really don’t understand how our ancestors came to favor you,”

“Allowing you to directly become the new Emperor with a legitimate status of the Da Feng Dynasty.”

“If I were you…”

“By this time, the Da Feng Dynasty would already be enjoying a golden age of peace and prosperity.”

“How could it be as chaotic as it is now?”

…

Inside the great hall.

At the main seat.

Feng Wumian’s expression, already not particularly pleasant,

had turned utterly sour following Feng Wuhen’s verbal onslaught.

His face, which he had tried hard to keep calm and composed, was now beginning to twitch uncontrollably.

From this, it was evident,

That Feng Wumian, the current Emperor of the Da Feng Dynasty, was nearing his breaking point.

“Enough!”

Feng Wumian slammed his hand on the Golden Throne beside him.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes slightly reddened, staring intently at Feng Wuhen before him.

Feng Wumian, unafraid, glared right back.

After all, it was a matter of who would back down first.

Who was afraid of whom?

They were both from the Royal Feng Family of the Da Feng Dynasty.

Certainly, you wouldn’t dare to kill me, would you?

Setting aside whether the current Emperor Feng Wumian had the strength to execute Feng Wuhen,

just the rules of the Royal Feng Family alone

had already extinguished any thoughts of internal blood rivalry.

For if Feng Wumian indeed dared to lay a hand on Feng Wuhen,

then the position of the current Emperor of the Da Feng Dynasty would likely need a new occupant.

…

It was a standoff between Feng Wumian and Feng Wuhen,

with neither able to do anything about the other.

So, with no other recourse,

the matter ended as such, unresolved.

Having lashed out against Feng Wumian, Feng Wuhen turned and peacefully left the great hall.

Inside the great hall, sitting on the Golden Throne, was Feng Wumian.

At this moment, he was clenching his fists tightly.

Veins were even bulging on his forehead.

Even though Feng Wuhen had already left the hall,

his complexion was still as dark as charcoal.

In the darkness, it was almost unrecognizable.

…

After Feng Wuhen had departed from the hall,

Feng Wuyi also quietly turned around,

and silently left the place.