Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Right now, what Ye Feng cared about was increasing his own cultivation as soon as possible, then finding an opportunity to head towards the Waikong Mountain in the Spirit Province of Youzhou to find the Stainless Earth and forge a Spatial Array Foundation, then returning to Yuanwu Continent as soon as possible.    

Last time, Sha Shenyue said that Mount Huaikong was extremely dangerous with high level Demonic Beast lurking within. Ye Feng estimated that Ye Feng had to train to the 5th or 6th level of the King's Realm before he had the ability to make it.    

If he went now, the odds were against him.    

Thus, his current thoughts were solely on raising his cultivation.    

Cultivating space could save Ye Feng a lot of time. As long as he had enough Spiritual Stone s, theoretically, he could indeed reach King Level 5 or Level 6 in a short time.    

However, Ye Feng soon found something awkward — the Spiritual Stone was almost used up!    

He had to think of a way to deal with the Spiritual Stone.    

Sect Master could only come out after a few days. Ye Feng and the rest had to stay at the same place and wait for Wu steelmaking before they could officially assign their residences.    

The so-called abode was personally excavated by the sect. Every abode had a Spirit Gathering Array placed on top of the Lotus Flower Mountain, which was filled with dense spirit energy. Cultivating in the abode was twice the result with half the effort.    

Of course, only the Inner Sect disciples were qualified to own a cave abode. The outer sect disciples could only live at the foot of the Lotus Mountain, which had a much thinner amount of spirit energy compared to the Lotus Mountain.    

… ….    

At the same time, at the foot of the Lotus Flower Mountain, in the residence of an outer court disciple.    

"Brother Yang, I don't think that Ye Feng is that special, why is Huan Jue targeting him like that?"    

The four people who had just appeared were now all gathered in this residence.    

The one who spoke was a short youth.    

Yang Zhen laughed sinisterly, and said: "I am in charge of him, let's just work with money. Since Huan Jue gave us benefits, we cannot be negligent. Bring your men over personally tomorrow and teach him a lesson. "    

"But, Brother Yang … …"    

The short youth's face turned ugly.    

Xuanyi Zong clearly prohibited private duels, both sides of the private duels, whether right or wrong, will be punished.    

He didn't dare to provoke the rules of the sect.    

"Don't worry, tomorrow I'll have Second Uncle drive away all the nearby disciples. As long as no one sees it, then that kid will not dare to report this matter to the higher ups."    

Yang Zhen patted that short youth on the shoulder and smiled, "However, let's not go overboard. Breaking one of his legs is fine. From now on, you will have to pay a huge price to slowly play with him."    

Yang Zhen's Second Uncle was an outer sect elder and held a lot of power in the outer sect.    

Normally, he would use his second uncle's power to run amok in the outer sect. No one would dare to easily offend him.    

If an outer court elder wanted to drive away the outer court disciples, he could just find an excuse to do so.    

"Other than that, when you go over there, pay attention to that Sikong Sheng. That person is the champion of the Sword Dao Gathering, and theoretically speaking, he is a disciple of the Inner Sect. You must not offend him, or else, I won't be able to protect you."    

"Yes, yes …"    

The short youth immediately nodded with a smile and said, "Brother Yang, don't worry. Leave this to us."    

"As long as you do this well, you will benefit greatly in the future."    

… ….    

"Knock knock …"    

"Elder Yang has given the order that all outer sect disciples must gather!"    

The next morning, Ye Feng was woken up by the sound of a bell ringing.    

Everyone rushed out, leaving Ye Feng alone on the bed, cultivating with his legs crossed.    

Strictly speaking, his status was different from these people. Li Jiutian had said before that he already belonged in the Inner Sect, but he hadn't completed the induction ceremony yet.    

His status was comparable to an outer court elder, and he didn't need to listen to orders.    

"Kid, the elders summoned people to gather. You actually dare to lie on the bed?"    

Not long after the others left, the door creaked open from the outside.    

Three people wearing outer court disciple clothing entered in a line.    

Ye Feng raised his head and realized that these three people were the three lackeys that came together with Yang Zhen yesterday.    

They came in full force, obviously with ill intentions.    

Ye Feng could probably guess what was going to happen. He wasn't in a hurry, so he only smiled and continued to cultivate with his eyes closed.    

"Hey!" This senior spoke to you, are you deaf!? "    

The short youth was the first to rush over, reaching out to grab Ye Feng's clothes.    

At the same time, the man behind him lifted his right foot and kicked towards Ye Feng's chest.    

A black light flashed in the other man's hand as he took out an iron rod and waited for an opportunity to strike.    

All three of them possessed a cultivation base at the eighth level of the King's Realm, and all three of them made their moves swiftly at the same time.    

If it was anyone else, they would definitely be caught off guard by Ye Feng's actions. However, Ye Feng's reaction was extremely quick. A cold light flashed across his eyes when he saw the actions of the three people.    

"Crack!"    

"Crack!"    

Two bone cracking sounds were heard.    

The short man who reached out to grab Ye Feng was grabbed before he could even touch Ye Feng's collar.    

With a twist of his great strength, his entire arm was immediately twisted into a fried dough twist.    

The man who raised his leg to kick Ye Feng was also pointed at his leg bone.    

What's more, Ye Feng's finger strength was terrifying, the bones in his feet were broken.    

Only the person holding the metal rod stood on the spot with his eyes wide open.    

The moment Ye Feng made a move, both of his companions were severely injured, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.    

"Ah!    

"Ahh …"    

A blood-curdling screech filled the air.    

Ye Feng's strength was too terrifying. This was something the three of them had never expected.    

What was even more terrifying was that Ye Feng did not hold back when he attacked and completely disregarded the rules of the sect.    

Not only him, but the young man also retreated. However, he lost one of his legs, so he couldn't stand properly. After taking a few steps back, he fell to the ground.    

"Brat, you … You dare to hurt me … You dare to hurt people in the sect! "    

After retreating to the door, the short youth looked at Ye Feng with eyes full of fear.    

"If you can attack me, why can't I hurt you?"    

Ye Feng's voice was calm as he looked at the three of them.    

Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a bang.    

A bloated middle-aged man rushed in from outside. When he saw the two injured, his face turned cold and he glared at Ye Feng.    

"Kid, did you injure them?" The middle-aged man frowned and said coldly.    

Ye Feng saw that the middle-aged man was not wearing the outer sect disciple apparel, so he immediately guessed that this man must be an outer sect elder.    

He wasn't worried about anything, so he indifferently nodded and said, "It was me who injured him, what about it?"    

Xuanyi's disciples were not allowed to have private duels. All duelists, whether they were right or wrong, would be punished.    

However, there was a prerequisite. Under the same circumstances, it could be considered a personal duel.    

Offending a Inner Sect disciple by an outer disciple was no longer a matter of a personal duel, but a great treason!    

The Inner Sect disciples had the authority to teach him a lesson.    

Each level was set to one level, resulting in a Human Clan sect like Xuanyi Zong that had an unsurpassable hierarchy.    

"Good!" Brat, you have guts! "But he's just a new disciple and yet he's already so arrogant. As the person in charge of the outer sect, if I don't teach you a lesson, how will you discipline others in the future?"    

As the middle-aged man spoke viciously, he was about to step forward and attack …    

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