Chapter 4: The Fox Borrows the Tiger's Might

  Ding Shijie relied on her cultivation of Lingyue Ba Ceng, with an arrogant attitude, looking down on Wang Fei and other miscellaneous disciples, often bullying them. Wang Fei also suffered a lot under her.

  Although he was very dissatisfied with this woman, Wang Fei still showed a respectful appearance on the surface, and hastily turned around to say: "Sister Ding, do you have something?"

  "Hmph, stop pretending. Are you going to get the medicinal pellets that Lin Feng wants or not?" Ding Shijie glared at Wang Fei with a cold expression, her arms crossed over her chest.

  "This, Master Ding's sister, I've looked for him everywhere inside and out, but he's nowhere to be found!" Wang Fei spread his hands, revealing a helpless expression.

  Ding's sister let out a soft "hmm", looked at him with an expression of disbelief, sized him up from head to toe, saw that Wang Fei was indeed looking clueless and helpless, glared at him, then turned around and walked away.

  Looking at Ding Shijie's arrogant appearance, Wang Fei made a face at him and walked back to his own medicine field.

  At this moment, the sky has brightened up and all the disciples in charge of the medicine field have come out to work. Although Wang Fei wanted to start cultivating immediately, he had to finish his daily chores; otherwise, if discovered by the sect, he would be in for a hard time.

  Wang Fei calmly returned to his own medicine field and started working again.

  "Those with the surname Wang, go fetch ten buckets of water for everyone and come back quickly, did you hear?"

  Wang Fei had only weeded half of the field when a thick, stern voice came from behind his ear. Wang Fei turned around to see that it was actually Fang Hao, the local tyrant, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

  This person has the strength of a second-layer cultivator, and he also participated in the last trial of the Rain Bamboo Forest, where he received the transmission of a control technique. As a result, his status among the miscellaneous disciples rose sharply, and everyone who saw him would nod their heads and bow to show respect.

  King Fei's personality was relatively quiet, and when facing this Master Fang, he was one of the few people who didn't fawn over him. This made Master Fang very dissatisfied, so he always found fault with King Fei, and this time was no exception.

  Unlike before, Wang Fei could only reluctantly accept the task, but this time, Wang Fei unexpectedly pushed it away: "Fang Shixiong, ten jars of water, it will take a whole day to fill them up, and my medicine field will be left unattended. Punishing me is a small matter, but damaging the sect's interests is a big deal."

  "What?" Fang Hao was taken aback by Wang Fei's words, he didn't expect Wang Fei to dare to defy him, this had never happened before, and for a moment he couldn't recover from the shock.

  But when he came to, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed at Wang Fei, scolding and threatening him: "You stinky little brat, are you tired of living? How dare you disobey my orders and use the Men's Gate to suppress me? Hmph, it seems that if I don't give you a taste of my fury, you won't know how terrifying my anger is!"

  As he spoke, Fang Hao took out a flying sword with a rather ancient appearance, grasping it in his hand, with a threatening expression on his face.

  "Look, Wang Fei has actually offended Master Fang, now he's in for it."

  "Haha, yeah, that guy has always been stupid and dull-witted, it's only a matter of time before he offends someone."

  King Fei's abnormal behavior naturally attracted the attention of the people around him. These idle disciples were used to having nothing to do and liked to stir up trouble. Seeing Fang Hao wanting to take action against King Fei, someone immediately added fuel to the fire.

  "Master Fang, show me your skills!"

  "Right! Brother Fang, we've always wanted to see your mighty skills. Show us your control technique!"

  Hearing the shouting of the people around him, Fang Hao's face revealed a self-satisfied smile, and he smiled at Wang Fei with a mouthful of yellow teeth: "You little stinker, look, all these brothers are waiting for me to show off my skills. Heh heh, if you don't listen today, then be my live target practice!"

  As he spoke, before Wang Fei could react, Fang Hao urged the flying sword in his hand to shoot towards Wang Fei's heart.

  Seeing this, Wang Fei snorted and shifted his body sideways, dodging away while manipulating the spell.

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

  The law of the trick moved down, and three clusters of flames suddenly appeared on Wang Fei's hands. Then, they shot out one after another, and the three clusters of flames instantly burst out. One of them rushed towards the flying sword, while the other two rushed towards Fang Hao without hesitation!

  "Flame Technique!" Fang Hao was shocked to see Wang Fei suddenly cast the Flame Technique, and he lost his composure. He hadn't expected that Wang Fei, a lowly miscellaneous disciple, would know this technique. In his shock, he repeatedly dodged and finally avoided the flame's attack.

  At the same time, Fang Hao recalled his flying sword and took a step forward, asking with a gloomy face: "Wang Fei, how did you learn Flame Technique? Tell me, is it something you learned by stealing?"

  In the face of He Fang's questioning, Wang Fei was calm and composed, saying: "Stealing? Ridiculous. If I were stealing, would I dare to use it openly? Ha ha, let me tell you, it was a senior sister who taught me."

  Wang Fei clasped his hands together in a gesture of apology, rambling on nonsensically. Anyway, he didn't say who it was, and there was no way to verify it. Moreover, even if he had said something, given the other party's identity as a miscellaneous servant's son, it would be extremely difficult to enter her mansion, let alone personally go see that person to verify it, so Wang Fei wasn't afraid.

  "High-level senior sister..." Fang Hao heard this and was slightly stunned, his face full of incredulity. He couldn't believe that Wang Fei would know a high-level junior brother. So, he coldly laughed and said, "Know a high-level senior sister? Ridiculous! If you really knew her, why are you still doing odd jobs here? Hmph, this is clearly nonsense, you must have stolen the knowledge. I'm going to report you!"

  After finishing speaking, Fang Hao was about to turn around and leave.

  Wang Fei saw, his heart tightened, didn't expect Fang Hao to be so difficult to fool, but fortunately he was in a good state of mind, immediately recovered, calm and composed, put on an air of nonchalance and said: "Go ahead, go ahead, but if you go find her, she might not even bother with you. However, at the Forest Trial in a month's time, you might be lucky enough to see her, remember to apply some black paint then."

  "What?" Fang Hao heard Wang Fei's words and almost fell over. He immediately turned around, staring blankly at him.

  If someone else heard that they were going to report to the higher-ups for secretly learning magic, they would definitely be nervous, but he not only didn't show fear, but instead had a disdainful expression, and couldn't help but think: Could it be that this Wang Fei really knows the high-ranking Shifu? Especially with regards to the Rain Bamboo Forest trial.

  The Forest Trial, although it is said to be held once every five years, the exact timing is uncertain. However, Wang Fei in front of him can actually say the accurate time, looking at this, it's likely that he has some connection with the upper-level disciples.

  As for this, Fang Hao couldn't help but re-examine Wang Fei's arrival.

  "Why aren't you leaving?" Seeing that the other person was a bit hesitant, Wang Fei secretly let out a sigh of relief. However, in order to prevent him from becoming suspicious again, Wang Fei added more fuel to the fire.

  Seeing this, Fang Hao was really convinced that Wang Fei had someone backing him up. He grunted and returned to his own medicinal field.

  The disciples on the side looked at this momentum and didn't dare say more. Even Fang Hao didn't want to find trouble with Wang Fei, let alone them.

  People are like this, the weaker they are, the more they love to bully. If you're strong, they don't dare to mess with you. Wang Fei used to have poor spiritual roots and low cultivation, and his physique was also slender, so he became the target of these miscellaneous disciples' bullying when they had nothing better to do. As soon as Wang Fei got a "backer", these people immediately restrained themselves.

  "Wow, I didn't expect Wang Fei to actually know a high-ranking disciple, that's impressive. If only I had such an encounter."

  "It's just, I really don't know what luck he has, to run into such a good thing. Forget it, just don't provoke him in the future."

  So these onlookers whispered a couple of sentences among themselves, shook their heads and dispersed.

  Looking at the crowd dispersing like birds and beasts, Wang Fei wiped his sweaty nose with a sly smile. People are just so realistic, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.