Chapter 27 All Put Away

  Although the two are quite capable, there are countless disciples in the sect, and many are better than them. They want to stand out in the true transmission selection, but they have no absolute guarantee. It's because of this that the two think of ways to come here, suffering from humiliation and hardship. If they just go back empty-handed, they will become a laughing stock for everyone. So, after the surprise, Song Meng's original intention, which had already been extinguished, rose again, wanting to defeat Ye Feng and regain the favor of Zi Xiao Zhenren.

  Two people did not understand that the Zixiao True Person's Dan furnace was refining a Xian Dan grade star sword Hongtian Dan. Just the medicinal gas that was inadvertently emitted during normal times had already brought them enormous benefits. Within this less-than-a-year period, their cultivation advanced rapidly. Was it due to their diligent and arduous practice? Only they themselves thought so.

  "Oh, interesting," Having heard that Song Renjie had reached the tenth level of Qi Refining, Ye Feng finally showed some interest, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered wasting his time on them. He said, "Like last time, you two come together."

  "This is what you said yourself," Meng Changjun sneered with a sly smile, made a hand gesture and a silver pellet flew out from his sleeve, "You think only you know how to play the trick of hiding your clumsiness? Didn't expect that, haha!"

  Even Song Renjie by his side couldn't help but reveal a hint of envy, thinking to himself: After all, having an uncle who's the sect master has its perks. Although Meng Changjun's sword pellet was only made from thousand-refined steel, it wasn't something ordinary people could possess. He let out a quiet sigh, and with a swift motion, Song Renjie drew his sword, stirring up his true yuan, as a golden glow burst forth from the blade.

  Meng Changjun manipulated the sword with satisfaction, making it spin around his head, and then raised his chin to say to Ye Feng: "How about it, Young Master Ye? Do you recognize what this is?"

  Damn it, a trashy sword pellet, is it worth being so proud? He just wanted to cultivate properly, but there were people who didn't know the occasion and came to his door seeking abuse. Ye Feng felt a wave of disgust in his heart and said: "I don't have much time to bother with you guys, this place is quite spacious, no need to choose a location, show off your skills if you have any."

  Meng Changjun drew out the sword pellet, originally thinking he could scare Ye Feng into jumping, but what made him disappointed was that there wasn't a hint of surprise on Ye Feng's face. Suddenly feeling annoyed in his heart, he said: "Since that's the case, let's see who's true strength is!" With a flick of his finger, the sword pellet shot towards Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng was also quite troubled, these two goods always came to disturb him, teaching them lightly didn't work, and if he taught them severely, then the task of shaking the wind and fire fan would have to be done by himself, it was really annoying. He pinched a hand seal on his hand, and his own sword bead also appeared, compared with this Frost Sword, Meng Changjun's unnamed Thousand Refining Sword suddenly became discolored.

  "You... where did your sword come from!" Meng Changjun saw that Ye Feng also had a sword, and it seemed even better than his own. He thought of his behavior earlier and assumed Ye Feng was intentionally humiliating him, suddenly feeling a surge of shame and anger.

  "Less nonsense, let's end this quickly." Ye Feng pointed with his hand, and Frostfall Sword met Meng Changjun's flying sword, simultaneously triggering a sharp golden symbol on the sword.

  Ye Feng's Frostfall Sword was also a named sword, how could it be compared to Meng Changjun's street goods? Not to mention that he had added a sword symbol. Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound, and the two swords intertwined, Meng Changjun's flying sword instantly turned into tiny silver sparks, scattering on the ground.

  "Ah!" Meng Changjun let out a miserable cry, although he hadn't put his heart and soul into the flying sword, but having it shattered in an instant still made him feel unbearable pain.

  Song Renjie gritted his teeth and swung his sword to meet the incoming sword light, but facing the flying sword, the outcome had already been decided. With a few crisp sounds, the fine steel sword infused with true yuan in his hand was also twisted into nothing but the hilt. He hastily threw away the hilt in his hand and leapt back to his original position.

  "Surrender! We surrender!" Meng Changjun shouted loudly as he saw the sword light flying towards him.

  "The old man has no interest in being your uncle, and if I don't teach you a lesson, it won't be over yet!" Ye Feng was very disappointed. These two guys came to him with such arrogance, but they were not even as good as the monsters he had defeated when collecting medicine. It was really too weak. However, he didn't want to let them off so easily either, and of course, he wouldn't cripple them. The sword light flew around the two men, scaring them so much that they didn't dare move a single step.

  Wait until Ye Feng retracted his sword, and looked at Song Meng again. The clothes on their bodies were all torn to shreds, and their heads were shaved even brighter than a monk's head. This was also because Zixiao True Person still wanted them to work, otherwise they would have been given two holes in their bodies.

  Song Meng's face was filled with terror and shame, his hands covering his lower body, his body slightly trembling, it was unclear whether he was cold or scared. Seeing Ye Feng put away the sword pellet, he turned around without saying a word and fled back to his own room, closing the door tightly and not daring to come out again.

  "What's the point of coming," Ye Feng shook his head, as if nothing had happened, and went straight to Dan Fang to find Zi Xiao Zhen Ren.

  Zixiao Zhenren had already seen what was happening outside, and with a strange smile, he looked up and down at Ye Feng, narrowing his eyes to ask: "Young man, I didn't expect you to have this kind of hobby."

  "It's not my fault, really," said Ye Feng with an innocent face.

  "Never mind, let's not talk about them, those two are useless anyway." Zi Xiaozhen Ren waved his hand and said: "I've had you collecting herbs for over half a year now, do you blame me for delaying your cultivation?"

  "The young master has already understood the true meaning of this move. While closed-door training is indeed very important for cultivation, experience is also indispensable on the path of cultivation." Ye Feng hastily replied.

  Zi Xiao Zhen Ren asked again: "What is your current cultivation like?"

  "The young master has made progress in his cultivation this time, and has already reached the peak of the tenth layer of the Qi Refining stage. He is only one step away from reaching the Golden Body stage." Ye Feng replied with a calm expression, without any hint of pride or excitement, as if he was talking about something completely ordinary.

  "Grandma's, it seems there was no delay at all. I'm just asking too much! Zi Xiao Zhenren nodded and said to Ye Feng: "Alright, you can go now. Before you enter the Golden Body period, I won't assign you any more tasks."

  "Yes, true man, junior takes leave," Ye Feng bowed and turned to leave the Dan room.

  Back in the warehouse, the pile of broken swords on the ground was almost gone. Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the straw mat, and the golden energy inside his body flowed slowly through the meridians according to the Golden Qi Guiding True Classic. It flushed his skin, flesh, tendons, and bones again and again, cleansing his internal organs until there was no impurity left. As the golden energy spread throughout his body, a faint golden light emanated from all over him. The golden energy poured into the apertures of his body, making the golden light shine brightly, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

  In the Dan House, Zixiao True Person sat upright in front of the Dan furnace. Although the alchemy had reached a critical moment, she did not reduce her attention to Ye Feng at all. It can be said that every bit of progress Ye Feng made, Zixiao True Person saw it with her own eyes without missing a single detail.

  "This is getting to the point of Golden Body, this little brat is truly a monster, nothing can stop him!" Zixiao True Person was already numb with shock at Ye Feng's talent for cultivation, but every time he saw his cultivation improve again, the fat on his face would still twitch, and his crooked mouth would curl up in a mixture of pain and admiration. "Damn it, no wonder he has the peerless foundation of the Xianjing Divine Bone, I'm even starting to feel some jealousy."

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