C9

At this moment, Shi Ling shot a glance at the newcomer, cursing him in his heart. Why did he always appear in this kind of situation, and why did he always hit me when I was the first one to counterattack?

When Long Yang, who was standing to the side saw that something was going to happen, he wanted to go up and explain himself to Yan Wuping, but Yan Wuping did not give him the slightest chance. He took a step forward, and in the next moment, he appeared right in front of Shi Ling, throwing a punch at him.

Yan Wuping had always been displeased with Shi Ling. It was almost every time he was punished by Morning Dew because of Shi Ling. As an expert who had reached the fourth level of the Refinement Realm, how could he tolerate this? Therefore, no matter what, he had to teach Shi Ling a lesson this time.

However, this time, Shi Ling did not act the same as the previous time. He just stood there foolishly as he was hit. Instead, he stared at him with a cold gaze. In that instant, he also sent out a punch, colliding with Shi Hao.

Boom! The two's fists collided with each other, causing a strong wind to blow and causing the surrounding trees to sway. Long Yang and the other servants couldn't help but take a step back.

However, the next moment, to their surprise, Shi Ling was forced back several steps by Yan Wuping before regaining his footing. Yan Wuping was also forced back a step or two, and although it was only one or two steps, it was enough to shock the crowd. Even Long Yang was looking at Shi Ling with a look of shock.

"Since when did Shi Ling become so strong that he could fight on par with Martial Uncle Yan!"

Although he did not go all out to deal with Shi Ling, the disparity in strength was such that even with his body refining fourth level strength, he was still unable to take Shi Ling down in such a short period of time. Moreover, in front of so many servants present, how could this not cause him to lose face?

At this moment, Shi Ling's face was flushed red. Although he had managed to block Yan Wuping's attack, he was still shaken to the point that his Qi and blood were roiling. Only after a long while did he recover.

At this moment, when he got up from the ground and saw this scene, he was immediately dumbfounded. If it wasn't for the pain on his body, he would have even suspected that he was dreaming.

At this moment, Shi Ling placed a hand on his chest and calmly said, "Martial Uncle Yan, as a person, there's no need to play around with me like this. Before we know what's going on, you're already making a move against me, and I just want to ask, in your eyes, are there still any sect rules?"

Yan Wuping's face immediately darkened, but he quickly regained his composure. With his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze was like sharp blades as he stared at Shi Ling, "Come with me, everyone gather at the square."

After a moment of shock, he exchanged glances with Long Yang. Long Yang said worriedly, "Yan Wuping is a narrow-minded person; I'm afraid he won't let you off if you make him lose face in front of so many people. Should I go with you, the two of us can look out for each other as well."

Shi Ling shook his head and said, "No need. I don't believe that he would dare kill me. Let's just do as he says. You wait for me at the square, I'll be there in a moment."

After Long Yang heard this, he could only nod his head and say, "Be careful." After that, he turned around to pack his bags. Seeing this, Shi Ling did not say anything more and walked in the direction Yan Wuping had left.

He didn't know what kind of tricks Yan Wuping was up to, but he immediately walked up, clasped his hands and said to Yan Wuping, "I wonder what orders Martial Uncle Yan has for this disciple."

His words were calm, as if the person Yan Wuping had just beaten up was not him. However, such calmness caused Yan Wuping to feel rather uneasy. Yan Wuping immediately turned to look at Shi Mu and asked: "What is your relationship with the official disciple Chen Lu?"

When Shi Ling heard this, he really wanted to shout loudly, "That's my fiancee, what do you want?"

At the very least, before his strength recovered, he would not let anyone else know about this matter. Thus, he said, "Senior sister Chen Lu is my friend, and when I was still an official disciple of the sect, I have known her since then. Until today, we have been in contact, nothing more."

When Yan Wuping heard this, his brow furrowed. He did believe what Shi Ling had said, because that was the only explanation he could come up with. Why would a lowly servant like him be associated with such a high and mighty official disciple?

Yan Wuping sat down in front of a stone table in the pavilion, "Just a friend?"

Shi Ling nodded and said, "Just a friend!"

Yan Wuping snorted and said, "Your friend's relationship is quite good. After so many conflicts between him and my superior over and over again, I've received quite a few punishments."

The meaning behind his words was, 'My friend is so good, I'm afraid it's not that simple, is it?'

However, Shi Ling repeated what he said before, "Just a friend!"

However, he thought to himself, "I have a good relationship with that woman. Even her film belongs to me."

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of Shi Ling, Yan Wuping stood up, walked up to Shi Ling with his hands behind his back, and said, "I know that your spirit veins have been destroyed, causing you to be unable to cultivate. However, your physical strength can be improved because of this.

It wasn't just Yan Wuping who wanted to know this question. In fact, in his heart, Shi Ling was also asking this question, but he couldn't figure out what was going on. In the end, he thought about the matter with Morning Dew, and thought that it was possible that she had done something to him when he was in her cave, which could cause his physical strength to soar.

Thus, he replied, "Yesterday, after this disciple was bullied by other disciples of the same sect, he suffered some serious injuries. In order to save himself, I went to find Senior Sister Chen Lu for help, but I was unconscious for the entire night; during this process, I don't even know what disciple Senior Sister Chen Lu did to me. All I know is that by the second morning, this disciple's physical strength has reached such an astonishing level."

In response to this, Yan Wuping's eyes widened slightly. Previously, Yan Wuping had already guessed that the Berserker Energy within Shi Ling's body might have been boosted by Morning Dew, because with Shi Ling's personal income, it was simply impossible for him to afford the resources needed to increase his physical body's strength. If that was the case, then the problem was, where did Shi Ling's Berserker Energy come from?

After some thought, Yan Wuping could only blame it on Morning Dew. He looked at Shi Ling enviously and said, "Morning Dew is the second genius in the Spirit Sword Sect besides the princess, not only is she as beautiful as an immortal, she's also a rare cultivation genius. Currently, she's even accepted as a personal disciple by Granny Blackbrow.

When Shi Ling heard this, he laughed and thought to himself, "So what if she's outstanding? I'll also get her to sleep."

However, before Shi Ling could say anything, Yan Wuping turned around and said, "There's one more thing, this time the number of people will be very large, and also, the relationship will be quite large. I do not wish for you to ignore our management just because of this layer of relationship, for today's matters, I will not care who's wrong or wrong between you and Kawada, but if you dare to do it again, I will definitely take you on the spot. At that time, in consideration of the situation, she will not say anything, you better understand this!"

When Shi Ling heard this, he nodded in agreement. Yan Wuping waved his hand and said, "That's enough, you can leave now."

Shi Ling cupped his fists towards Yan Wuping, and stepped back. As he walked away, Shi Ling sneered in his heart, "Old fool, you want to let this go after beating this daddy up twice? This father will make you cry one day."

Thinking up to here, Shi Ling snorted coldly and walked towards the square. Soon, he saw nearly two to three hundred people gathered there. Among them, there were ten gigantic egrets that stood out.

Egrets belonged to the category of flying spirit beasts, and because of their docile nature, they were good at cultivating. Because of their large size and endurance, they would normally use egrets as transportation resources or other large goods in the Spirit Sword Sect. Furthermore, as long as a disciple reached a certain height in the sect, the sect would reward them with a white egret as a mount.

It had been almost two years since Shi Ling had entered the Spirit Sword Sect, and it was not the first time he had seen this type of spirit beast. However, if one were to talk about riding on it, this was the first time it had happened, and in his early years as an official disciple, the best mount he had was only a dragon colt. Therefore, he was feeling a little nervous in his heart when he rode on the egret this time.

Shi Ling walked into the crowd and saw Long Yang waving at him, and immediately walked over. At this moment, Long Yang asked, "What did that old fogey Yan Wuping say to you?"

Shi Ling shrugged his shoulders and said, "Just nagging and warning me not to do anything else in the future. Nothing else."

Hearing this, Long Yang revealed a pondering expression, saying, "That doesn't make sense. I know Yan Wuping too well, he's a vengeful person. You made him embarrass himself in front of so many people, there's no reason for him to let you go."

Shi Ling glanced at him unhappily and said, "You can't be hoping that he'll take care of me, right?"

If Yan Wuping did not cause trouble for you, then there should be two reasons. Either he wanted to deal with you after the end of the mission, or he had his reservations, but he had something on you that he could worry about, and I could not think of, so I think the possibility of the former being stronger. "

Shi Ling sneered again and said, "I say, why do you always feel suspicious? If he doesn't deal with me now, then he won't use this matter to talk about anything. After all, there aren't many people who would be willing to talk about his embarrassing situation."

Long Yang thought that what Shi Ling said wasn't wrong, but he still couldn't help but nag on.

After that, the people in the square were divided into ten squadrons of ten, with one egret for every thirty people. At the front of the squadron were the stewards of the various service departments, and Yan Wuping was one of them, and in the middle of the ten was an old man. He was the elder in charge of the mission, and after explaining to everyone about the location of departure and the things they needed to pay attention to, he had the stewards of the various squadrons bring their disciples onto the backs of the egrets.

There was a house on the back of the egret. Although it appeared to be very heavy and cumbersome, it did not affect the flight of the egret in the slightest. When they entered the house, they saw that it was filled with chairs.

When everyone entered this room, they would receive a seat number from Yan Wuping, and they would sit down according to this seat number.

Shi Ling and Long Yang sat together near a window. Seeing the scenery outside the window, Shi Ling said, "I wonder what it will feel like when we fly into the air?"

As he spoke, a look of anticipation appeared on Shi Ling's face, while Long Yang started reading a book.

Very soon, when everyone had arrived, the egret let out a long cry and spread out its huge wings. With a strong shake, a strong gust of wind caused the surrounding trees to churn violently, causing smoke and dust to fill the air. The group of servants sitting inside felt their bodies sinking down, and even their breathing became a little heavier.

At this moment, Shi Ling, who was in the middle of it all, was looking out of the window at the scenery outside the window with excitement. Looking at the constantly shrinking scenery, his heart throbbed as he heard Shi Ling say, "It's said that every cultivator who has reached the Divine Martial Mystic Realm can fly in the air and roam the sky without using any external force. Long Yang, if one day you reach the Divine Martial Mystic Realm, what is the first thing you'll do?"

At this moment, Long Yang was still holding onto a book as he read carefully. As for Shi Ling's words, he replied perfunctorily.