Chapter Thirty-Four: One Kick Sends You Flying Back

  It took me three years of hard work back then to control two sword pellets at the same time... and this kid, in just half a year!

  Zi Xiao Zhen Ren was taken aback at first, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, then he rubbed his eyes with his chubby little hands: no mistake, it's two, this kid is really a genius in cultivation, he actually grasped the Ling Zhuan Yu Yi sword technique to such an extent without any guidance from his master, I truly didn't misjudge him, I'd like to fly back to the Ni Tian Sword Sect immediately and let those fools see what it means to be extraordinary, what it means to be a genius!

  Zi Xiao Zhen Ren couldn't care about the dignity of a Yuan Shen period great master anymore, his hands ceaselessly scratched his silver-white hair, his mouth corners twitching upwards from time to time, just like a monkey scratching its ears and cheeks, almost going crazy. Before Ye Feng finished practicing, "whoosh" - his Yuan Shen flew back into the Dan room.

  Ye Feng finished his twelve moves of the Lingyun Ruoyi Sword Technique and put away his sword, turning around to say: "I hope you will...".

  In the empty room, except for myself and my shadow, there was no one else. The real Zixiao had long since disappeared without a trace.

  Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he muttered to himself: "This fat old man is really strange, coming and going without a trace every day, making it all mysterious, I don't know if he's bumping into ghosts or not."

  Zi Xiao Zhen Ren walked back and forth around the alchemy furnace in Dan Fang, like a starving lion circling a dead pig but not knowing where to start.

  "For Pete's sake, is this kid human or not? He might as well just scare me to death once and for all, instead of keeping me on edge like this every day."

  Thinking of his loss of composure in Ye Feng's room just now, Zi Xiaozhen said with some self-mockery, "What kind of appearance is this for a Yuan Shen stage expert? You little brat, I'll settle the score with you later."

  Before his eyes, he saw the Furnace Immortal Pellet again. He looked at his own Furnace Star Sword Hongtian Dan, which would soon be out of the furnace. He couldn't leave it for a moment, day or night. The day of the True Transmission's grand selection was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that he wouldn't be able to return to the Reversal Heaven Sword Sect. Zixiao True Person was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

  Two small eyes kept rolling in their orbits, originally wanting to fly back to the Men's Gate to participate in the True Transmission Election, but now unable to escape. What if those disciples were blind and let others from other peaks snatch this kid away? I'd have to overthrow his mountain gate.

  It's better not to delay, let that little brat set off for the Men's Department immediately, lest it interfere with the day of the grand election.

  Zi Xiao Zhenren once again escaped from the Yuan Shen and arrived at Ye Feng's room. Ye Feng was in the room, giving Jian Wan a sword symbol. Seeing Zi Xiao Zhenren, he didn't panic like last time, but slowly stood up and bowed to the true person: "Senior, what instructions do you have?"

  On the contrary, Zi Xiao was somewhat puzzled and pouted his thick lips, saying: "Why didn't you scare this kid to death this time?"

  Ye Feng said with a mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth: "Get used to it."

  "You little stinker, you still dare to be poor with me." Zixiao True Person glanced at Ye Feng and continued: "In two more months, it will be the True Transmission Grand Selection of our sect. I've seen that you're usually diligent in your cultivation, so I'm specially recommending you to participate in this grand selection. Did you keep the jade slip I gave you last time?"

  "Junior has always carried it with him, this thing is neither a cultivation secret nor a divine martial treasure, I don't know what use it has?" As he spoke, Ye Feng took out the jade slip with no words written on it from his bosom.

  Zi Xiao Zhenren closed his eyes and said in a leisurely tone, "As long as you hand it over to Luo Yunfei at Feiyang Peak, just say it's from me. You don't need to worry about the rest."

  This isn't asking me to go through the back door, is it? In the world I used to live in, this kind of thing was everywhere. Even when my old man went home for Chinese New Year and bought a train ticket, he had to pull strings to get it done. I didn't think this world would have this too. Besides, the previous owner of this body had such a strong sense of justice, if he knew I was doing something like this, wouldn't he be so angry that he'd come back from the dead?

  Ye Feng slightly raised his head, which had been lowered, and looked at Zi Xiao Zhenren with both eyes. "Although I am naturally dull-witted, I have always relied on my own abilities to do things, and I have also interacted with seniors for half a year now. The kindness that seniors have shown me is unforgettable, and in the future, I will definitely repay it many times over. This grand event of the True Transmission's selection is so magnificent, but if I were to use this trick, I'm afraid it would be difficult to convince others later on."

  Zi Xiao's heart was already furious, his eyes glaring at Ye Feng as he said: "Go ahead and pretend, you little brat. Are you born stupid? Am I not afraid that those disciples might go blind and hand you over to other peaks? By then it would be too late for regrets. With my status, do I still need to resort to underhanded means?"

  "Cut the crap, this is a letter I'm sending to that kid Luo Yunfei, it's got nothing to do with the True Transmission selection. Just make sure to give it to him later."

  Ye Feng finally relaxed and put the jade tablet into his bosom.

  Although Ye Feng had already accepted the physical memories of his predecessor, he had been here for more than half a year and was somewhat fuzzy about the route back. He couldn't help but ask Zixiao True Person: "I've been here for over six months now, and I'm a bit unclear about the route back to my sect. Senior, could you give me a directional treasure that can guide me on the way, so I won't take a wrong turn and miss the opportunity of the Grand Selection?"

  Zi Xiao Zhen Ren smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry about this, the journey is long and I've already made arrangements for you. I was afraid you'd be lonely on the road, so I specially arranged for those two... what's their names... Ah yes, the two silly kids who fan me to accompany you and take care of each other."

  That stingy old fatty, not giving me the treasure is one thing, but he actually found two of his former "good buddies" and said something about mutual support? But with the current abilities of those two little rascals, even if they were to expose me, I wouldn't be in any danger. And what's more ridiculous is that this old fatty didn't even know their names when he left, what a tragedy!

  Meng Changjun and Song Renjie happened to arrive at the door, standing outside with their heads bowed and hands clasped together, saying: "I don't know what instructions the senior has for us?"

  The door was not closed, but without Zi Xiao's permission, the two of them did not dare to step in halfway.

  Zi Xiao Zhen Ren called the two of them to his side, explained the situation to them in this way, then waved his hand and said "Go on, pack up your things, we'll set off early tomorrow morning."

  Ye Feng's eyes rolled around and a sly smile spread across his face as he said, "Or would you like to send me back?"

  Zi Xiao Zhen Ren choked his neck, with one foot hanging in the air, saying: "Why don't I kick you back quickly with one foot?"

  "Haha, never mind... I'll just go myself." Ye Feng made a dodging motion and laughed, it was also quite interesting to chat with this fat old man, and he actually felt a bit reluctant to leave him.

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