A subtle wave of energy rippled through the air, and three elders descended as if stepping from the void.

Luo Bo watched them approach, his eyebrows arching. He spread his domain, his voice ringing out like clashing metal, sharp and resonant: "Luo Bo, Second Lieutenant of the Dragon Clan, greets the esteemed seniors!"

The Dragon Clan’s particular custom dictates that when encountering a true master, one does not use terms like "Your Excellency" or "Sir," but only "Senior." By invoking the Dragon Clan banner so immediately, he clearly startled the three Dou Zun masters; they had only anticipated a girl from the Phoenix Clan, not a representative of the Dragons.

However, these three were monsters whose wisdom matched their age. Though puzzled, they kept their surprise hidden. A sweep of their mental energy revealed Luo Bo was only a Ninth-Grade Magus—a revelation that instantly shattered their composure.

The Dragon Clan possesses innate, terrifying physical strength and are full-spectrum mages. If Luo Bo were to revert to his true form, even three Ninth-Grade Magus experts might prove insufficient opponents.

"Second Lieutenant Luo Bo is too kind," the central elder quickly interjected, stepping forward. "I once had the pleasure of meeting your Great Elder. Indeed, our Tianfeng Academy maintains a friendly relationship with the Dragon Clan."

The people of the Phoenix Clan could perhaps be ignored, as they represented individuals. But slighting the Dragon Clan was courting death; they represented the entirety of their lineage...

Even without the full force of the Dragon Clan mobilized, the Great Elder alone could annihilate them as easily as crushing ants. It was a stark demonstration of how immense the deterrent power of a fiercely protective and unified clan truly was.

Luo Bo ignored the elder’s attempt at diplomacy, his tone hardening: "I am here under the command of my Master. All idlers are strictly forbidden from entering this small courtyard!"

The declaration and its delivery were stifling. It was the clearest possible eviction notice to the three Dou Sheng level figures from Tianfeng Academy—individuals whose status was almost unparalleled on the continent. They were being handed a definitive closed door.

The Dean of Academic Affairs, observing from the sidelines, knew the identities of these three. Hearing Luo Bo’s refusal ignited fury in his expression.

"Open your eyes and look! These are the former three Principals of Tianfeng Academy! Their standing is no less than that of your Dragon Clan Elders. How dare you show such disrespect? Are you seeking death?" the Dean snapped, his own words intentionally lacking politeness. His underlying motive was to curry favor with the three seniors.

Luo Bo glanced at the Dean but paid him no heed whatsoever.

The Dean, witnessing Luo Bo's arrogance, became even more enraged. He roared, "The Dragon Clan is powerful, yes, but you won’t risk offending Tianfeng Academy over such a trivial matter, will you? I advise you to drop that offensive demeanor, or I will show you that this is Tianfeng Academy, not the Dragon Realm!"

The three elders did not interrupt the Dean’s tirade. Their objective was simple: they wished to use his mouth to voice what they themselves were hesitant to say. It was like parents letting a child deliver unpleasant news; even if the child offended someone, the relationship wouldn't be irrevocably fractured because, after all, he was "just a child."

Though the Dean held considerable authority within the Academy, before these three elders, he was effectively their subordinate. If Luo Bo became angry—or if his "Master" became angry—they could always offer a symbolic reprimand to the Dean, placating the situation.

Luo Bo saw the Dean's mounting insolence and felt anger stirring, but Chen Feng had explicitly warned him against escalating conflicts here, especially with three Dou Sheng masters present. Thus, he held his temper.

Seeing that both Luo Bo and the three elders remained silent, the Dean grew bolder. "Hurry up and move aside, or I promise I will show you what color you are!"

He was merely a Seventh-Grade Magus, no match for Luo Bo. His loud threats were only meant to project an image of strength. If Luo Bo truly attacked, the three elders would surely intervene. They could hardly stand by and watch someone murdered on the grounds of their Academy.

Luo Bo clenched his fists. The inherent pride of the Dragon Clan could not tolerate such open defiance from a mere mortal. Had it not been for the command of the "Dragon God Master," he would have already lunged forward and annihilated the scoundrel.

The Dean interpreted Luo Bo’s restrained anger as fear of the three seniors and became more triumphant. "What? Scared now? If you’re afraid, move aside quickly!"

The Dean was no fool, nor was he some street thug. On the contrary, he was shrewd. By speaking this way, he was probing the minds of the three elders. He knew they were dissatisfied with Luo Bo using the Dragon Clan to pressure them, but if they said it themselves, it could spark a major confrontation. By channeling it through the Dean, they vented their frustration without risking personal offense—since he was just the mouthpiece.

Luo Bo’s face turned ashen. As a member of the Dragon Clan, this was the first time he had been so utterly disregarded. However, the Dragon God Master’s order was explicit: avoid trouble. This was clear from the very way he had disguised himself to enter the Academy. Despite his fury, he dared not disobey Chen Feng’s command.

"Little Radish!" Chen Feng’s silhouette shimmered into existence in the air.

"Master!" Luo Bo bowed deeply.

The three elders were stunned that the "Master" Luo Bo referred to was merely a youth, and their senses registered his energy fluctuation as only a First-Grade Dou Zun. Disbelief washed over their faces.

"So, you are the Master he spoke of!" The central elder had assumed Luo Bo's Master would be someone of far greater stature. To realize it was merely a First-Grade Dou Zun—surely just a trial exercise for the Dragon Clan—led to an unavoidable surge of contempt. His tone immediately lost the respect it held moments before.

Chen Feng ignored the three elders, clapped Luo Bo on the shoulder, and pointed at the Dean: "Kill him. I do not want anyone daring to challenge the dignity of our people."

Joy instantly lit up Luo Bo’s face. He bowed once more. "Yes, Master!" His body blurred as he charged toward the Dean.

Seeing the situation turn deadly serious, the Dean began to tremble, frantically appealing to the three elders: "Three honored Seniors, save me..."

The central elder was aghast. This young man, Chen Feng, had shut down every possible avenue with a single sentence. The phrase "challenging the dignity of our people" instantly elevated the Dean’s insolence to an affront against the Dragon Clan itself. A surge of frustration hit him, and he hurried to interject: "He is unaware of the Dragon Clan’s might, speaking carelessly. We ask for your forgiveness!"

This statement represented his absolute maximum concession.

Chen Feng’s gaze was icy. "Once he's dead, he'll know. I fear if some remain ignorant of the true danger, they will continue challenging the dignity of our people!"

This rebuttal was masterfully crafted. It implied they were not being unreasonable, silenced the elder’s plea, and carried an underlying threat: if you dare interfere, you prove you wish to challenge the entire Dragon Clan, which could ignite a war between two major powers.

"This..." The three elders exchanged uneasy glances. They were completely outmaneuvered and silenced by a youth. Finally, the elder on the far left snapped, his voice laced with fury, "I don’t care anymore! If we let them kill our own people, what face will we have left?"

Though enraged, he was not reckless; he conveyed this message via sound transmission, so Chen Feng did not hear it.

Even without hearing it, Chen Feng could read the intent from their expressions. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the boundless Slaughter Domain emanating from him was unleashed in an instant.

Avoiding conflict did not mean lacking ferocity. Since he had the mighty banner of the Dragon Clan to raise, Chen Feng certainly would not allow others to push him to the brink and then greet them with a smile.

The crimson-purple field of the Boundless Slaughter Domain erupted, instantly enveloping the three Dou Sheng level elders at its center.

"What an intensely violent Killing Intent..."

Although this type of domain posed little direct threat to true Dou Sheng masters, being enveloped by such maddening, ferocious killing intent caused their expressions to shift dramatically.

"This... This is the Boundless Fire Domain," another elder recognized, his voice faltering as he continued, "But why does it possess such potent Killing Intent...?"

"Boundless Fire? The Boundless Fire Domain, one of the Five Great Attribute Limits?" The other three went pale.

Such a terrifying domain, once fully manifested, made its user practically unbeatable among peers. It was clear now why the Dragon, despite only being a Ninth-Grade Magus, called this youth 'Master.' This young man possessed the genuine foundation for such power.

"Ah..." A scream echoed faintly in the air. Luo Bo was flying back across the sky with strong strides.

Chen Feng didn't even look up, asking calmly, "Killed?"

Luo Bo’s face lit up with triumph. "I have not failed my mission!"

Chen Feng nodded and stated evenly, "In the future, if anyone dares challenge the dignity of our Dragon Clan again, you deal with them directly. If anyone resists, worst case, we bring the entire Dragon Clan down on them!"

His tone was light, but it tasted entirely different to the three elders. Their faces simultaneously contorted.

Since this youth possessed a domain representing one of the Five Great Attribute Limits, his standing within the Dragon Clan must be exceptionally high. Recalling the Dragon Clan's fierce protectiveness, their fear intensified.

Since the Dean was already dead, perhaps it was best to let the matter rest. They should endure it.

The three elders exchanged a final glance and made a silent decision. If the poor Dean had known his final role was merely being a disposable pawn, he probably would never have spoken those words...

But now, reduced to scattered flesh, regret was useless.

Chen Feng caught the subtle shift in the elders' expressions and understood their thoughts instantly.

In truth, his action just now was a massive gamble. He had recognized the anger simmering in Luo Bo’s eyes; if he hadn't let the Dean die, his newly recruited enforcer might perceive him as timid and weak. Thus, to vent that frustration, Chen Feng gambled that the three elders would prioritize the Dragon Clan and hesitate to attack.

He had won the gamble!

Chen Feng let out a breath, a thin sheen of cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He, Luo Bo, and Xiao Hu—even combining their strength—were no match for any single one of the three elders, let alone all three attacking together! If they had truly disregarded the power of the Dragon Clan, they would all have been finished here.

Revenge was a joke at that point; once they were dead, what use was revenge?

Just as Chen Feng was about to take Luo Bo and fly away, he heard Xiao Hu’s frantic voice directly in his mind: "Boss, bad news!"

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