Lin Feng, stop deceiving yourself. Cultivating here for one day costs a hundred rits. For these seven days, that’s at least seven hundred. Where would you, a Sixth Generation Disciple, get so many rits?"
"Exactly, without the rits and still occupying the Refining Fire Room, that’s like occupying a toilet stall without using it. You’re asking to be kicked out!"
"Lin Feng, stop harboring any last hopes here. Rather than running away, you should face reality. If you fall into our hands, we guarantee a swift end. Maybe, just maybe, if the Seventh Prince is in a good mood, he might even spare your life!"
"Lin Feng, the only right thing for you now is to surrender willingly!!"
Ten Iron Sword mbers exchanged such words, implying that Lin Feng was at his wit’s end with nowhere to go.
"Sorry, but I think what I should be doing now is continue cultivating!"
Lin Feng couldn’t care less about their nonsense, he simply closed the door and continued his cultivation. As the others were so eager, he might as well let them keep waiting.
The group of Iron Sword mbers was instantly stunned. Does this guy still have rits?
"What a joke, this kid has rits? He’s just a Sixth Generation Disciple; where would he get so many?"
"Who knows, I guess he’s just hiding inside because he’s too scared to co out!"
"That’s right, that’s just burying his head in the sand, thinking he can be safe by hiding inside? Just wait and see, it won’t be long before he cos out on his own. Occupying the Refining Fire Room, he will face expulsion by the Array!"
The Iron Sword mbers all felt this was most likely the case. Lin Feng was hiding inside because he was afraid of them, thinking they would not dare to make a move. Indeed, they dared not make a sound here, but Lin Feng was mistaken.
In their view, it would not be long before Lin Feng would be automatically expelled by the expulsion array within the Refining Fire Room.
However, an hour passed, and Lin Feng had not co out.
"This..."
These Iron Sword mbers could no longer sit still.
"No need to look anymore, he has already begun cultivating."
The instructor comnted, glanced at a few Iron Sword mbers, shook his head, and walked away. The other onlookers, Fifth Generation Disciples, also had odd expressions as they gazed at them, as if watching a group of fools.
The ten Iron Sword mbers looked at one another, their faces not looking good. Had that guy really started cultivating again?
"How is that possible, where does this kid get so many rits?"
"Who knows, all I know is when I was still a Sixth Generation Disciple, even at my richest, I had no more than five hundred rits. This kid has been cultivating here for seven whole days. Considering the Heavenly level of the Refining Fire Room, that’s seven days. How could he still have anything left?"
Several Iron Sword mbers looked ghastly, with everyone watching them as if they were fools. They had waited here so many days only to end with being shut out.
"Big brother, do we keep waiting?"
One could not help but ask.
"Wait, why not wait? We have been waiting here like a bunch of monkeys for so many days; do we just give up halfway? At worst, we’ll demand twice as much from him later! I refuse to believe this kid still has enough to cultivate for a few more days. Anyway, we have nothing else to do. Just keep guarding here. I bet, within three days, he will definitely co out obediently!!"
Inside the Refining Fire Room, Lin Feng naturally didn’t know that these people were still waiting. But even if he knew, he couldn’t care less about them. He didn’t believe they would dare to break in.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
During these three days, the Iron Sword mbers really did as they said, not leaving the place for a mont. Many Fifth Generation Disciples passed by, all wearing strange expressions as they watched them. If it weren’t for the fact the watchers were from the Iron Sword, they would probably have laughed out loud.
Even so, occasional whispers still made these ten individuals uneasy.
"Is the kid not coming out today?"
These ten people, as if in disbelief, stubbornly persisted; however, with the rise and fall of the sun, the door of the Refining Fire Room remained unmoved, and thus, five days passed.
During these five days, the people from Iron Sword were visibly gloomy.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
"Let’s go!"
The leader among these ten people no longer wanted to wait here; who knew how much longer they would have to wait. Seeing this, no one else objected. To corner Lin Feng, each of them had wasted fifteen days.
This matter had already beco a joke to many.
"Damn it, Lin Feng actually has so many rit points!"
"Damn it, and we, like fools, have wasted so much ti here for nothing!"
"Are we just going to let it go?"
"Hmph, how can we? The monk may run, but the temple will not run away. We don’t need to rush unnecessarily. We just need to wait for Lin Feng to co out of the Refining Fire Room. Are we afraid he can escape then? There’s absolutely no need to guard there relentlessly!"
...
Fifteen days later, Lin Feng stood up and exhaled.
"I didn’t expect to breakthrough to the Middle Stage of the Ninth Layer, which is also a good progress. After all, the Refining Fire Room is good, but it’s only for fifteen days, and now the rit points I had are completely gone."
Lin Feng smiled bitterly with no choice; this rit, earned through hard tasks, even risking his life, was only three or four hundred points, a little more would be five or six hundred, just enough for five or six days of cultivation here.
"It seems that I still have to rely on robbing."
Thinking of this, Lin Feng figured he still had half a day before the end of his cultivation, and he couldn’t waste this bit of ti.
"In terms of Combat Skills, I currently have the Wind Fire Thunder Tribulation Seal, which seems a bit monotonous now. It seems it’s ti to learn another one. Let think, Inch Force Explosion seems good."
Inch Force Explosion, a Six Stars Battle Technique, it is a kind of auxiliary combat skills, especially suitable for close combat. It allows one to form their Gang Qi into a spiral, greatly increasing the burst power in an instant, and most importantly, it possesses an exceptional ability to break defenses.
Once he had mastered this move, it could be said that Lin Feng’s combat power was directly enhanced. With one punch, even if the opponent was wearing a layer of iron armor, it would be of no use.
"Look, it’s Lin Feng."
"The one Iron Sword was blocking before is him?"
"That’s the Sixth Generation Disciple."
"Tsk tsk, it’s quite sensational to have a group of Fifth Generation Disciples blocking him here for half a month."
Lin Feng returned to the hut, and Wang Shan imdiately ca over and asked, "Lin Feng, are you alright? Recently, many Fifth Generation Disciples have co here to inquire about you. By the way, there’s one called Xu Leiting, also a Sixth Generation Disciple who wanted to et you, just yesterday. I told him you weren’t here, and he left."
Xu Leiting ca to find him?
This was sowhat unexpected for Lin Feng, who knew that although he had been in the Divine Wind Camp for a long ti, Xu Leiting had been silent for so long. Among the Sixth Generation Disciples, it was basically either Lin Feng or Yu Wen Tuo’s na known, including Xu Leiting himself, most Fifth Generation Disciples didn’t even know he existed.
"I know."
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