Chapter 5989: Respect?

Chapter 5989: Respect?

Chapter 5989: Respect?

“Chu Feng, decipher that formation if you wish to earn my respect. If you do that, I’ll consider letting that woman live,” the white-haired, black-armored man said as he snapped his fingers.

Chu Feng saw the formation whirring faster and faster. Moments later, pained groans echoed from within.

It was from Huahua.

“Elder, let her out. I’m willing to enter the formation.” Chu Feng couldn’t turn a blind eye to Huahua’s suffering.

“Good.” The white-haired, black-armored man snapped his finger once more.

A figure floated out of the formation. It was Huahua.

She didn’t have any injuries, but she looked withered as if she had suffered a great psychological trauma.

“Elder!”

Chu Feng rushed forward to catch Huahua. He grabbed her wrist and helped calm her down.

“Chu Feng, I am... alive?”

Huahua knew that she was still alive when she saw Chu Feng, but she couldn’t understand how she escaped from the formation when she failed to decipher it.

“Thank this junior here. He has agreed to challenge the formation on your behalf, so I made an exception and spared you. Be humble next time and do only what is within your means, lest you burden others,” the white-haired, black-armored man’s voice echoed, but this time, it came from the formation.

The man had already vanished from sight. He didn’t think Huahua was qualified to face him.

Huahua turned to Chu Feng in search of answers. The latter nodded with a smile, verifying those words.

“Chu Feng, you... you can’t go!” Huahua grabbed Chu Feng’s hand.

“Rest assured, elder. I can clear the formation.”

Chu Feng pushed Huahua’s hand aside, knowing he had to challenge the formation or else Huahua would die.

“Not at all,” the white-haired, black-armored man replied.

“Really?”

“Are you that eager to do something for me?”

“If there’s something to be gained, I don’t mind working for it.”

“So that’s what you’re after. I’ll be disappointing you. You won’t be getting any cultivation resources or treasures from me. However, you have already obtained the most valuable thing here, and that’s my respect.”

Chu Feng chuckled.

Most people desired respect, but that also depended on who it was coming from. Chu Feng wanted to be respected too, but he didn’t need the respect of everyone in the world. More often than not, he didn’t care about how others viewed him.

That was why he preferred treasures over something as intangible as respect.

However, there was no point harping on this matter since the white-haired, black-armored man had already made his stance clear.

Thus, Chu Feng changed the topic and asked, “Elder, may I know how I should address you?”

“You need not know who I am. You’ll learn about me once you reach a certain level.”

“Elder, what level do I have to reach to learn about you?”

The white-haired, black-armored man chuckled before asking, “You have acquired the World Spiritist Emperor’s legacy, right?”

“Mm.” Chu Feng didn’t deny it, knowing that the other party wouldn’t have asked that question without any basis.

“You’ll be qualified to know more about me once your strength approaches that of the World Spiritist Emperor, but for now, you still have to work hard. There’s still a huge gap between the present era and the Ancient Era.”

Everything began to dissipate. A humongous spirit formation gate manifested—it was identical to the spirit formation gate they had entered earlier.

Meanwhile, the white-haired, black-armored man retreated into the flurrying spirit power.

Sensing that the other party was about to leave, Chu Feng quickly asked, “Elder, do you know what happened in the Ancient Era? What’s in the Ninth Galaxy? What treasures are there?”

He dropped a series of questions, but there was no response.