Chapter 45: Making Trouble on Home Turf!

Chapter 45: Making Trouble on Home Turf!

After Miss Yue Yunlan of the Cangqiong Sect had paid a visit to the Wenxian Sect, the attitudes of everyone within the Wenxian Sect towards Ling Feng underwent a drastic transformation.

From initially subjecting him to oppression and humiliation to later showing awe and retreat. Now, they began devising various ways to flatter Ling Feng, treating him as if he was a rare delicacy.

Unfortunately, Ling Feng rarely left Little Bamboo Peak. Even though Yue Yunlan had been gone for a month, Ling Feng only occasionally emerged, visiting the medicinal pavilion to collect some medicinal herbs for body refinement. Apart from these brief excursions, he remained immersed in cultivation within Little Bamboo Peak.

After a full month had passed, Ling Feng, relying on the Human Dao Eye and Qi-boosting pills, had elevated his cultivation to the ninth level of the Qi Formation Realm!

And from the moment he embarked on the path of martial arts until now, it had been less than two months!

This pace could be aptly described as nothing short of extraordinary.

"Finally reached the ninth level of Qi Formation. It's about time to visit the scripture depository and explore what other suitable martial techniques are available."

Standing atop the mountain peak, Ling Feng sheathed his sword and gazed at the sea of clouds before him. A surge of heroic spirit welled up in his chest.

In this past month, not only did his own strength advance by leaps and bounds, but the sword qi within Duanmu Qingshan's body was also completely suppressed. Ling Feng believed that with just one more acupuncture session, Duanmu Qingshan would undoubtedly recover, restoring himself to his peak condition.

As long as his cultivation advanced further, escaping was just a matter of time.

Once Duanmu Qingshan emerged, Ling Feng believed that an earth-shaking upheaval would undoubtedly occur within the Wenxian Sect. Before that happened, he needed to become even stronger!

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"The trash of the Wenxian Sect is truly disappointing. Among over a thousand inner sect disciples, they couldn't find a single Qi Formation disciple capable of facing me in a battle. Even your so-called second genius beneath the Pulse Formation Realm can barely withstand three of my strikes. It's laughable! Relying on the likes of you, do you really think you deserve to be mentioned alongside our Liuyun Sword Sect as one of the three major sects?"

As Ling Feng left Little Bamboo Peak and stepped into the area of the inner sect's martial arts square, he immediately heard an incredibly arrogant and domineering voice. Filled with disdain and arrogance, it echoed across the entire martial arts square, audible even from hundreds of yards away.

He became curious and glanced over to find a dense crowd gathered on the martial arts square.

"Liuyun Sword Sect?" Ling Feng furrowed his brow slightly. Why would people from the Liuyun Sword Sect appear in the Wenxian Sect?

He casually grabbed a nearby onlooker and inquired, "What's happening up ahead?"

"Oh, it's Senior Uncle Ling Feng!"

Prior to Xiao Bai, more than a dozen Wenxian Sect disciples at the Qi Formation Realm had already been defeated by the Liuyun Sword Sect swordsman with just one strike!

"Only Senior Brother Li Muge can contend with him!"

"Make way, Senior Brother Li is here! The guy from Liuyun Sword Sect, don't think you can be arrogant anymore!"

A pathway spontaneously cleared from the crowd. A young man dressed in a long green robe with straight eyebrows and sharp eyes took deliberate steps towards the swordsman from Liuyun Sword Sect. A naturally formidable aura emanated from him.

"Are you Li Muge?" Di Jingtian swung his long sword effortlessly in his hand, locking his gaze onto the newcomer. A smirk played on the corners of his mouth. "Seems like you've got some skills. I hope you're not just all bark no bite!"

"Hmph, try me and you'll find out!"

Li Muge's face was filled with anger. The humiliation of the sect by the other party, as a member of the Wenxian Sect, how could he not be furious?

Clang!

The long sword unsheathed!

Li Muge's long sword pointed directly at Di Jingtian, its aura soaring into the clouds, charging straight into the heavens!

Undaunted, Di Jingtian faced him with a chilling resolve, their sword edges meeting in a sharp and imposing confrontation.

A gust of mountain wind swept in from nowhere, filling the air with a solemn and deadly aura.

"What a formidable aura! Expected nothing less from Senior Brother Li Muge!"

"That kid from Liuyun Sword Sect is bound to be defeated!"

On the sidelines, the Broken Sword Elder squinted his eyes and smiled, "Hmph, Elder Qing Yun, it seems like this is the final trump card of your Wenxian Sect, isn't it?"

Elder Qing Yun snorted coldly, gritting his teeth. "With Muge's strength, he can definitely defeat your arrogant disciple!"

"Oh? Then let's watch and see!"

The Broken Sword Elder chuckled, but in his eyes, there was an overwhelming confidence, as if he had already foreseen the ultimate outcome!