Chen Jiuyang possessed the Nine-Nine Pure Yang Body, rendering him immune to all worldly poisons. Therefore, the poison West Butui had applied to Zhang Jialong's dagger had no effect on Chen Jiuyang.
Had West Butui not warned him, Chen Jiuyang wouldn't have even known the dagger was poisoned. Furthermore, Zhang Jialong had avoided Chen Jiuyang's vital points. As a Xuan realm martial artist, Chen Jiuyang simultaneously cultivated his divine soul, vital energy, and physical body.
His physique was exceptionally robust. Had it been anyone else, being stabbed four times would have left them severely wounded and close to death. However, for Chen Jiuyang, it was merely a minor injury.
This was one of the many benefits derived from cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
West Butui's face was contorted with rage. He, the esteemed Chief Constable of the Six Gates in Fengcheng, had been repeatedly outmaneuvered by the same brat, causing him immense humiliation!
This time, West Butui had even put aside his distinguished status to threaten Chen Jiuyang using a subordinate, only to be outplayed by Chen Jiuyang once again.
Enraged, West Butui was about to strike, unleashing a divine intent technique resembling a lion towards Chen Jiuyang. At that critical moment, the elder from the Martial Rankings appeared before Chen Jiuyang, blocking the attack for him.
The elder from the Martial Rankings looked at West Butui with a placid expression and said, "West Butui, this is the second time you have attacked Chen Jiuyang. If there is a third, I will request the Martial Rankings to eliminate you. Even if a Heavenly Realm King stands behind you, he will not be able to protect you!"
Chen Jiuyang was shocked. It was no wonder West Butui had such confidence, managing to hold his position in Fengcheng for twenty to thirty years; he actually had a Heavenly Realm King as his backer.
Chen Jiuyang's heart sank to the absolute bottom. With a Heavenly Realm King as his patron, West Butui truly could not be left alive. He had to find a way to eliminate him, no matter the cost!
West Butui, his background exposed by the elder from the Martial Rankings, smiled faintly. "I understand. From now on, neither I nor the Six Gates will take action against Chen Jiuyang. However, I cannot be held responsible if those martial sects make a move against Chen Jiuyang."
West Butui sneered at Chen Jiuyang, "Wait half a year, and then you can expect me to slaughter you! I will kill your entire family then, making all your loved ones die before your very eyes!"
After uttering this harsh threat, West Butui vanished.
Chen Jiuyang's brow furrowed. He looked at the elder from the Martial Rankings and asked, "Elder, may I ask you a question?"
The elder from the Martial Rankings replied, "You may."
Chen Jiuyang inquired, "Why is West Butui so certain that my master, Marquis Feng Han, cannot break through to the Heavenly Realm?"
The elder from the Martial Rankings remained silent for a long time. "This method cannot be spoken of. I can only tell you that your master indeed cannot break through to the Heavenly Realm, but you have a chance to. This information must not be spread, not even to your master."
After saying this, the elder from the Martial Rankings also disappeared from Chen Jiuyang's sight, leaving Chen Jiuyang alone to ponder.
Although Chen Jiuyang possessed the inheritance of the Medical Immortal and had mastered much knowledge, including cultivation knowledge, the Medical Immortal's inheritance made no mention of why one could not break through to the Heavenly Realm. In the era of the Pure Yang Medical Immortal, Heavenly Realm experts were commonplace.
Chen Jiuyang pondered with a furrowed brow for a long time, unable to come up with an answer. His heart sank to the absolute bottom.
If Feng Han Hou could not break through to the Heavenly Realm, then this King Conferral Edict was merely a tactic to stall for time.
Could Feng Zhui Hou Zhong Zhu Wu break through to the Heavenly Realm?
One question after another flooded Chen Jiuyang's mind. What secrets lay hidden within all this?
Chen Jiuyang had never encountered individuals like Heavenly Realm Kings before. The highest-ranking person he had interacted with was Commander Li Weiguo of the Sharp Blade Legion. He hadn't paid much attention to such information previously.
To uncover the secrets, he would likely have to probe the Chen family of Mount Shu or the True Demon Cult.
It was probable that even Feng Han Hou himself was unaware that he could not break through to the Heavenly Realm, while many people of sufficiently high social standing knew of this secret but had not disseminated it.
Not long after, Feng Han Hou rushed to Liangshan Pavilion, carrying a medical kit. Seeing Chen Jiuyang covered in blood, his old face became extremely anxious. "Jiuyang, are you seriously injured?"
Chen Jiuyang suppressed his doubts and smiled. "Master, rest assured, I only have minor injuries and no vital organs were harmed."
Feng Han Hou breathed a sigh of relief. "Disciple, it's best if you stay within the manor for now and focus on your cultivation."
Chen Jiuyang shook his head. "I will be leaving Fengcheng for a while. I urgently need to improve my strength."
Having learned of West Butui's backing, Chen Jiuyang understood the attitude of the elder from the Martial Rankings and Yun Tiancheng towards West Butui. It wasn't that West Butui's influence was terrifying or that he could cover the sky with one hand; it was simply because he had a Heavenly Realm King behind him.
Chen Jiuyang had previously heard Lin Yuexian mention that there were only a few overt Heavenly Realm Kings in the Dragon Country, guarding the four borders and ensuring the safety of the Dragon Country's citizens. These were Heavenly Realm Kings whose actions were tied to national destiny and the safety of hundreds of millions of people, and they could not act rashly. Even as a peerless genius, Chen Jiuyang was currently just a minor Xuan realm martial artist, not yet worthy of some individuals completely falling out with West Butui on his behalf.
One had to be strong oneself. Since the Pure Yang Qi Replenishing Pill could no longer bring him a significant increase in power in a short period, Chen Jiuyang had decided to demand substantial benefits from the Chen family of Mount Shu and the True Demon Cult.
Upon hearing Chen Jiuyang's plans and arrangements, Feng Han Hou fell silent for a moment. "Very well, go out and travel for a while to avoid trouble."
Feng Han Hou brought Chen Jiuyang back to the Marquis Feng Han's manor. Several constables from the Six Gates stood at the entrance.
A leading constable saw Feng Han Hou and Chen Jiuyang and approached, saying, "May I ask if Chen Jianmin is at Marquis Feng Han's manor?"
Chen Jiuyang's expression darkened. "What business do you have with my father?"
The leading constable replied, "There are some issues with your father's parole application procedures. We need to invite him back to the Six Gates to verify them."
Chen Jiuyang chuckled in anger. "My father was paroled through proper procedures. If there are issues with the procedures, what does it have to do with my father?"
The leading constable asserted forcefully, "Chen Jiuyang, your father is accused of murder. If we of the Six Gates say there's a problem, then there's a problem. Hurry up and call your father out to return to the Six Gates with us."
"Wishful thinking!" Chen Jiuyang roared loudly. "You forced my savior to stab me four times during the day, and now you want to forcibly take my father back to the Six Gates. Will you next demand I cripple my own cultivation, or commit suicide?"
"Are you from the Martial Rankings not going to intervene?"
The elder from the Martial Rankings did not appear, but the elder swordsman dressed in black emerged from the darkness. The Six Gates constables immediately bowed to the black-clad elder.
The black-clad elder uttered only one sentence: "The parole documents for Chen Jiuyang's father were personally signed by me. If any documents have procedural issues, have West Butui bring the documents to me himself."
"Otherwise, get lost!"
The black-clad elder exuded an imposing aura, his powerful presence making Chen Jiuyang yearn for such strength. If he could reach the position of the black-clad elder, would anyone dare to insult him, Chen Jiuyang?