Chapter 1095: Chapter 1095

With surprise hanging on their faces, the crowd apprised Fang Chen.

What surprised them was that even the Loose Immortals present couldn't determine his cultivation level or the depth of his aura. This could only mean that the young man was likely hiding some kind of treasure, something that prevented them from probing his true abilities.

As they recalled what Chen Qingtai had just mentioned, many people started to figure out Fang Chen's background gradually.

"I heard... That not long ago, at the Burial Sword Heavenly Steps, Senior Yunlu tried to soul-search a young cultivator, but the young one escaped because he was carrying a Spiritual Treasure."

One Loose Immortal glanced at Fang Chen. He tentatively said, "Could it... be this young brother?"

The crowd's eyes widened with shock. Spiritual Treasure?

Even the descendants of Chen Qianlong were shaken by the term. Not even heaven-grade treasures were widespread among Loose Immortals, let alone Spiritual Treasures. Even heaven-grade treasures would only be wielded by Loose Immortals with enough seniority.

In fact, Longyuan in its entirety had very few Spiritual Treasures. Only ancestors who had lived for countless years would possess such treasures, which were used for the luck of their lineage.

"Senior, don't listen to his nonsense." Fang Chen smiled faintly. "I'm just a cultivator in the Middle Three Realms. Where would I have a spirit treasure? Even if I did, how could I wield it? He's just trying to find an excuse to justify his actions."

Dongfang Haojie suddenly stood up and pointed angrily at Chen Qingtai. "Uncle Qianlong, Chen Qingtai and the person standing behind him, named Li Changsheng, are both involved with the Spirit God Sect. Their intentions are clearly treacherous!"

The Spirit God Sect!?

Many had already suspected this, but they had no proof. The methods the Spirit God Sect employed were so covert that it wasn't something anyone could openly accuse them of without risking everything. They hadn't expected that today, it would be a younger generation, Dongfang Haojie, who would openly call them out.

Hearing Dongfang Haojie's words, the expressions of Chen Qianglong, Chen Qingtai, and the rest of their group darkened.

"Speak less," said Chen Qianlong to Dongfang Haojie and Fang Chen, signaling them to sit down.

He then looked at Chen Qingtai, his aura beginning to emanate. Scales faintly appeared around his neck, and his breath turned into visible white mist.

Everyone felt a powerful spiritual aura radiating from Chen Qianlong, causing an oppressive heaviness in their hearts.

Chen Qingtai raised an eyebrow but didn't appear intimidated. Instead, he very calmly asked, "Brother Qianlong, what are you doing?"

Chen Qianlong replied indifferently, "Can't you see? I'm about to send you off. If you don't leave now, I'll make sure you don't get to leave. I can take on three first-transformation Loose Immortals like you any day."

Chen Qianlong's juniors let out stifled laughter when they heard that, and they cast mocking glances at Chen Qingtai and his group.

Ordinary prestigious families dared to act so arrogantly in front of the Flood Dragon Family? It seemed that the old flood dragon had been in seclusion for too long, allowing these clowns to challenge the authority of the ancient dragon lineage.

"The current world isn't one where strength alone allows you to act with impunity," said Chen Qingtai, sighing faintly. "No matter how strong you are, can you rival a sword cultivator of the same realm?"

Everyone was momentarily stunned. Could it be that Chen Qingtai's confidence came from this? Were there Loose Immortals who practiced sword technique coming today?

"Oh? Sword cultivators have come? Bring them out and let's see," taunted Chen Qianlong. "If any of you act today, rest assured that the Flood Dragon bloodline will never let this matter slide. Don't think that just because Longyuan and Prison Wind are far apart, you're beyond our reach. I don't know what you're thinking of when you come all the way here to show off in my territory.

"You are supposed to be a legitimate cultivator of Changsheng, so you should know that those sword cultivators are just a fleeting phenomenon. How many resources do they have to ensure their continued inheritance? In a few more years, even a third-transformation sword cultivator will turn to dust. When that time comes, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Chen Qingtai's face changed slightly. He had considered this possibility before, but once aboard a pirate ship, there was no turning back.

Realizing that, Chen Qingtai's expression softened a little. He said, "I have been impolite, but I do not ask for much.

He pointed at Fang Chen. "I just want to take this child away and give Senior Yunlu an explanation. That's all."

Dongfang Haojie sneered. "Dream on."

Chen Qingtai ignored Dongfang Haojie, regarding him as insignificant. In his eyes, whether this couple lived or died had nothing to do with him. His focus was solely on Chen Qianlong, waiting for his response.

Chen Qianlong smiled and said, "Today is my birthday banquet. Don't make things difficult for a junior. If Zhao Yunlu wants someone, let him come personally. As a third-transformation Loose Immortal, I will definitely give him this face. As for you? What are you?"

Chen Zuozu, seeing his father being insulted in this manner, turned pale with anger. However, he quickly suppressed his fury and started to sneer. He was confident that most of these people would not survive today.

Chen Qingtai's eyes flashed coldly. "Chen Qianlong, you want to protect the juniors of the Long Family, that can be justified. But what reason do you have to protect this child?"

If he weren't worried that the Spiritual Treasure on Fang Chen might cause some unexpected trouble, he would have already lost patience long ago.

"No reason. I do as I please, and I don't like you. Is that reason enough?" Chen Qianlong waved his hand. "If you don't leave now, you'll really be unable to leave today. I don't think the sword cultivators you brought would dare show their faces to argue with me."

"Is that so?" Chen Qingtai sneered. He turned to look at the Loose Immortals seated with Chen Qianlong and said, "Gentlemen, are you still unwilling to speak in my favor? If I don't see your sincerity, how can we talk about future cooperation?"

The expressions of the Loose Immortals turned somewhat unpleasant, and under Chen Qingtai's gaze, they reluctantly stood up.

Chen Qianlong's eyes shifted. "And who are you?"

"Brother Qianlong, would you grant us a little face and not create more enmity?" one of the Loose Immortals said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

The other three Loose Immortals nodded lightly, showing their positions.

Among the five Loose Immortals, one looked somewhat surprised, feeling a sense of unease about the current situation.

Chen Qianlong's face darkened. "You... have you joined forces with those sword cultivators? I thought you were old friends."

The other cultivators exchanged glances, sucking in a breath. It seemed that Chen Qingtai had come well-prepared!

If there really was a first-transformation sword cultivator, and these four Loose Immortals had turned their backs, Longyuan could fall in an instant!

"Brother Qianlong, this is a rare opportunity. Don't you want to see the Chaotic Star reshuffled?" whispered one of the Loose Immortals.

"Yes, we've been waiting for an opportunity for many years, and now that it's here, we must seize it," murmured another.

Chen Qianlong's eyes flickered.

Chen Qingtai had been watching Fang Chen's every move. Seeing that he didn't seem to have any intention of using the Spiritual Treasure, Chen Qingtai chuckled. He walked to the entrance of the hall, cupped his hands, and called out, "Please, Daoist Xu."

He was calling the sword cultivator!?

Everyone's expressions shifted slightly.