49: Chapter 049: Winning Over!
49: Chapter 049: Winning Over!
“Have you heard?
Junior Master Ling Feng literally slaughtered Di Jingtian, the Magnetic Condensation Realm’s top talent of the Liuyun Sword Sect!”
“So what?
He even made Elder Can Jian from the Liuyun Sword Sect vomit blood from rage, haha.
Those bastards from the Liuyun Sword Sect always liked to bully our disciples from the Asking Immortal Sect when they were out for training.
This ti, Junior Master Ling Feng has really avenged us well!”
“Right!
I’ve always found those sons of bitches from the Liuyun Sword Sect annoying.
If only Junior Master Ling would take with him when he goes out to train one day, I too want my sword to taste the blood of those sons of bitches!”
“Dream on, with your ager skills, you’d only hold Junior Master Ling Feng back!”
“…”
The news spread as if it had grown wings—of how Ling Feng had killed Di Jingtian at the Martial Arts Square and repelled Elder Can Jian from the Liuyun Sword Sect—quickly beca known to everyone in the Asking Immortal Sect.
Before, if their reverence for Ling Feng was only because of his relationship with the Cangqiong Sect’s young miss, now, most people genuinely admired him.
After all, n who rely on won can at most be considered pretty boys.
Only those who rely on their own strength can earn true respect.
This ti, Ling Feng had avenged all the Magnetic Condensation Realm disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect, as well as the sect itself.
So, most disciples found that the term “Junior Master Ling Feng” rolled off their tongues more naturally.
This was exactly what a junior master should do!
When the matter reached the ears of the Sect Leader and the high-ranking Elders, they did not pay too much attention and just let it be.
However, seeing Ling Feng’s reputation within the sect growing day by day, Sect Leader Lin Canglang felt a hint of worry.
…
Having received two treasure swords and a Sword Manual, Ling Feng had now returned to Little Bamboo Peak.
Seated cross-legged on the cliff where he usually practiced, he slowly took out the Fist Manual handed over by Elder Can Jian, which contained the Falling Leaves Sword Technique used by Di Jingtian.
The Sword Technique was indeed powerful, not ranking below the complete Nine-layered Sea Suppressing Fist.
Ling Feng felt quietly fortunate.
If it weren’t for acquiring the Carefree Sword Step, which allowed him to easily dodge Di Jingtian’s killing moves with his exquisite movent technique, defeating Di Jingtian wouldn’t have been difficult, but it wouldn’t have been as easy as taking him down with a single strike.
From his exchange with Di Jingtian, Ling Feng had already got the gist of the Falling Leaves Sword Technique, and although this sword manual was not of much use to him, it could serve as an aid in training.
After flipping through the Sword Manual, Ling Feng nodded in satisfaction.
This Swordsmanship was indeed much stronger than the Dusk Sword Technique he had learned from Li Changqing; it was even on par with the Shattering Star Sword Technique.
With these two Sword Techniques, coupled with the Carefree Sword Step, Ling Feng felt an inner urge to challenge practitioners of the Magnetic Condensation Realm to see where he truly stood in comparison to them.
Facing the sea of clouds, Ling Feng harbored lofty aspirations.
He was no longer that docile, little healer.
He harbored an endless thirst for strength in his heart!
“Continue training, Carefree Sword Step!”
…
“Junior Master Ling Feng, Junior Master Ling Feng!”
As the sun set, the remnants of the day’s light spilled over the changing sea of clouds, wrapping it in a pale golden veil.
The tumbling, restless sea of clouds too was about to sink deep into the mountains and return to tranquility.
At this mont, Ling Feng stood sword in hand atop the cliff, yet another day passing in arduous practice.
This was Ling Feng’s daily routine—other than gathering and preparing dicine for Duanmu Qingshan every day, he spent the rest of his ti on cultivation, even ditating at night to improve his cultivation.
Disciples of the Wenxian Sect only knew how monstrously talented Ling Feng was, but they were unaware of the endless hard work he put in behind the scenes.
Hearing soone call out to him, Ling Feng felt curious.
On normal days, no disciple would dare venture to the controversial Little Bamboo Peak.
Turning around, Ling Feng saw a young girl around sixteen or seventeen years old, with a rather pretty appearance, sprinting towards him, utilizing the Chasing Cloud Steps movent technique.
Her cultivation wasn’t high, at the Qi Condensation Third Stage, indicating she was a disciple newly admitted to the Inner Sect not long ago.
Swoosh!
With a swift movent, Ling Feng, like a mighty eagle, flew to the female disciple’s side and asked indifferently, “Who are you?”
His voice was very aloof, with an air of standoffishness.
“I…
my na is Hong Xiu, Su…
Su Hongxiu,” the young female disciple said, seemingly intimidated by Ling Feng’s formidable presence, standing frozen, her voice trembling.
With her heart pounding wildly, Su Hongxiu admired Ling Feng as an idol, but his “ruthless and cold-blooded” reputation was also well-known throughout the Wenxian Sect.
“Is there a matter?” Ling Feng reined in his aura.
He had been displaying a full killing intent while practicing swordsmanship, which had yet to dissipate.
No wonder Su Hongxiu was terrified.
“Li…
Junior Master Ling, it was Elder Lee who sent to deliver a ssage, saying that he hopes you can lead a team three days from now, to take us, the new Inner Sect disciples, on an external trial,” Su Hongxiu said nervously.
“Elder Lee?
Lee Liang?”
“Yes, that’s him.” Su Hongxiu lifted her eyes slightly, stealing a glance at Ling Feng, “Can you agree, Junior Master Ling?
Many brothers and sisters have heard the news and are looking forward to it!”
Ling Feng touched his nose, not sure what Lee Liang and the others were up to, but at a ti like this, they definitely wouldn’t dare kill him.
Perhaps, they wanted to use the sect’s recognition to win him over completely to their side.
Ling Feng’s guess was correct.
Seeing Ling Feng’s reputation in the Wenxian Sect steadily increase, cunning old foxes like Lin Canglang would naturally think of ways to exploit this.
These old foxes understood too well the thoughts in a young person’s heart.
A youngster just stepping into the world always has a stubborn desire to beco a hero and receive adulation from their peers.
They wanted to use the sect, the bond of companionship, to bind Ling Feng’s heart, making him wholly belong to the sect and naturally to Lin Canglang as well.
Unfortunately, Ling Feng never equated the Wenxian Sect with Lin Canglang in his heart.
“Yes.” Ling Feng nodded.
After a month of quiet cultivation, he indeed reached a bottleneck.
At this ti, it was also appropriate for him to go out and seek an opportunity for a breakthrough.
“Haha, that’s great!” Su Hongxiu jumped up excitedly, “Thank you, Senior Ling Feng.
I’ll go back and tell everyone the good news!”
“Go ahead.” Ling Feng curled his lips slightly, sowhat understanding why Lee Liang had chosen Su Hongxiu to send the ssage.
Such simple and naive young girls were most likely to elicit a good impression from fiery young n like himself.
“Mhm, mhm.” Su Hongxiu nodded repeatedly, then rembering sothing else, added, “Oh right, Junior Master Ling, Elder Lee also said he has prepared so small gifts for you.
You can go see him anyti in the next few days to discuss the details of the upcoming external training.”
“I understand.” Ling Feng raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself: Lee Liang, oh Lee Liang, you indeed know how to win people’s hearts, but it’s unfortunate that I’ve already seen through your true nature!
Despite his disdain, if Lee Liang wanted to give him a gift, why refuse a free offer?
“Tomorrow, I will go visit him!”
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