Evil Master and Disciple

The disciples of the Beast Spirit Academy put down the supplies they needed for daily life and left.

The diligent Huang Ling'er is already busy in the kitchen.

Ye Feng was helping diligently.

It is definitely not about following the old path of being a bootlicker in the previous life, but about getting to know this little junior sister who suddenly appeared more deeply.

Yes, I understand...

I have to say that Huang Ling'er is quite stunning. Except for her slightly dark skin, she is of top quality in other aspects.

Soon the pair of senior and junior brothers and sisters became familiar with each other and started to talk.

Through Huang Ling'er's narration, Ye Feng learned that his master had been missing for three years and he had been searching for her whereabouts in the human world.

As for Huang Ling'er's experience over the past fifteen years, it was quite bumpy.

When he was just born, his mother sent him to the countryside and he was adopted by a farming couple.

Unfortunately, when Huang Ling'er was four years old, the village was hit by a plague and her adoptive parents both died of the disease.

Later, the imperial court sent Huang Ling'er to the Salesian Home, which is an orphanage on Earth.

After staying in the orphanage for more than two years, he was taken away by an official family at the age of seven to accompany a young lady.

Within two years, the official family committed a crime, the master was killed, and the women were exiled.

Huang Ling'er, as a maid, was not implicated. At this time, she was ten years old and had entered a wealthy family as a servant.

Less than a year later, the young lady from that family wanted to go on a study tour and asked Huang Ling'er to accompany her.

After traveling to many places, he encountered robbers and all the servants and guards who accompanied him were killed.

Huang Ling'er and the young lady fled to the river.

In order to maintain her innocence, Huang Ling'er jumped into the river.

Her young lady was too timid to jump into the river, and was raped and strangled to death by dozens of robbers.

Fortunately, Huang Ling'er was lucky and swam downstream for dozens of miles before being washed ashore.

Because of the tragic death of her young lady, she was worried that she would be beaten to death by her master when she returned, so she wandered around alone.

Nearly another year passed like this. She passed by a small village and an old woman who lived alone took pity on her and took her in.

So she depended on the old woman for survival.

They barely make a living by picking tea and weaving cloth.

It was not until half a month ago that Master Yulong found her.

"My master is truly amazing. He was able to find this and even recognized you!"

"Dad and I have never met before, so naturally I don't recognize him. It's all because of this..."

She reached out and pulled out a jade pendant from her collar.

The whole body is emerald green, and it is obviously a high-quality jade at first glance.

“This is what my mother put around my neck when she was giving it away as a gift, and I’ve been wearing it all these years.

That day, I was washing clothes by the river outside the village when my father happened to pass by. He saw the jade pendant around my neck and recognized me. That’s when I learned about my origins.”

Ye Feng suddenly realized.

But in his heart, he was secretly thinking: "Tsk tsk tsk, just based on a common jade pendant, he can recognize his daughter? Master is really generous.

Didn't he notice that there was a huge difference in appearance between him and his daughter? "

At this time, Huang Ling'er spoke again: "Big Brother, you just came out, I will do these rough jobs, you go back to the room and rest first."

"How can that be possible? I am the eldest brother, so naturally I have to take care of you."

"It's okay. I've been doing this kind of work for years! I can handle it all by myself."

Seeing this, Ye Feng no longer insisted.

When I came out of the kitchen, I saw that the master's door was open.

Uncle Yuheng came out and saw Ye Feng with a strange look in his eyes, but he still had a warm smile on his face.

Ye Feng hurriedly said, "Uncle Yuheng, it's almost noon, please stay and have lunch before leaving."

Master Yuheng smiled and said, "Let's do it another day. I have some things to deal with at the Beast Spirit Academy."

Ye Feng was just being polite.

He then bowed to Master Yuheng and said goodbye.

Just as he was about to go back to the house, he heard his master's voice: "Feng'er, come here. I'll check your body and tell you something."

Ye Feng was shocked.

He knew that his master had a very high level of cultivation and was definitely ranked among the top ten in the Yunhai Sect.

I was worried that my master would see that I was not the same disciple he used to be.

"Master, my injuries are almost healed. No need to trouble you!"

"Just come in if you're told to. Stop talking nonsense!"

Ye Feng had no choice but to walk into his master's room.

This was not the kind of physical examination that a strange uncle gave to a little loli. Ye Feng sat on the chair and Master Yulong put his hand on his wrist.

It was not a pulse diagnosis by a doctor, but a transmission of spiritual consciousness through his fingertips into Ye Feng's body, just like an internal vision. The meridians, blood vessels, muscles, internal organs in Ye Feng's body were all presented in the eyes of Master Yulong.

After a while, Master Yulong retracted his hand and said, "Your internal injuries are indeed almost healed, and your cultivation has reached the Flying Sky Realm! I have seen from a young age that you have excellent aptitude and are a promising candidate for cultivation! Facts have proven that Master's vision is indeed sharp! Thanks to my years of careful instruction, you were able to reach the Flying Sky Realm at the age of sixteen. I am truly a qualified and great master! Hahaha!"

Fatty Yulong had a look of joy and pride on his face at this moment.

Before he came back, his best guess was that Ye Feng had reached the Hundred Meridians realm.

I never expected that this kid would give me such a big surprise.

He actually reached the realm of flying in the sky!

Once you enter the sky, you will be transformed from a mortal to an immortal, and from then on you will step into the world of immortal cultivation.

The fourth level of the Sky Control Realm is the most important threshold for cultivators.

Not only can you fly with a sword, but your lifespan will also be greatly increased.

Looking at Fatty Yulong's shameless boasting, Ye Feng was speechless.

Still sharp-eyed? Still qualified and great?

You have been missing for three years. How can you achieve the state of flying in the sky? What does it have to do with you, an old pervert who only knows how to visit prostitutes all day long?

That’s all thanks to the old man in the stone prison!

Of course, Ye Feng only dared to complain in his heart.

But I dare not say these words to his face, otherwise my master will break my legs.

Ye Feng smiled flatteringly and said, "My disciple's achievements are naturally the result of Master's careful teaching day and night. By the way, Master, I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"Master, there's an old man imprisoned in the stone prison of the Discipline Court for over two hundred years. Which senior from our Yunhai Sect is he, and what crime has he committed?"

A look of surprise appeared on Master Yulong's fat face.

"What? Is there such a thing? I haven't heard of it."

Ye Feng was stunned. Seeing that his master's expression was indeed a little surprised, he thought it was not fake.

He nodded and said, "There is indeed an old man, but I heard he has gone crazy."

"If he's crazy, then he's crazy. He must have committed some crime and was locked up. You don't need to ask about it."

Master Yulong didn't care about the crazy old man who had been imprisoned for more than two hundred years.

After all, the Yunhai Sect is a big family with tens of thousands of disciples. It is not uncommon for there to be a few guys with weak backgrounds who break the sect rules and get locked up.

Seeing that he couldn't find out the identity of the old man who taught him the skills, Ye Feng didn't say anything else and changed the subject.

"Master, why do I have amnesia? Did I injure my brain?"

Master Yulong pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Your soul is not injured, and I don't understand why you have lost your memory.

But this matter is not important. Memory is just what it is, especially for a cultivator. Losing a dozen years of memory is nothing. Your master is only 380 years old this year. I can barely recall anything before the age of 100, but haven't I lived a comfortable life?

Ye Feng smiled bitterly in his heart.

He finally confirmed that his master was really generous.

But now he is relieved because his master did not see that he is a fake Ye Feng.

Ye Feng nodded slightly, then said worriedly: "Master, I'm still a little worried. The person who secretly harmed me might do something bad to me."

Master Yulong's expression gradually became gloomy.

"I know. Killing a fellow disciple is a grave sin. Even though you've lost your memory and can't remember who did it, there's no guarantee you'll ever recover. The other party won't let you off easily.

It is easy to dodge an open attack but difficult to guard against a hidden arrow. Even if my master comes back, I am afraid the other party will not give up.

So Feng'er, if you want to survive, you cannot recover your memory. At least to outsiders, you have completely lost your previous memory.

Of course, if you remember something one day, you must report it to me immediately and I will handle it. Never tell anyone else except me."

Ye Feng understood what Master Yulong meant.

He nodded silently.

The master and disciple chatted for a while longer, when suddenly Master Yulong's face turned stern and he said, "Feng'er, I want to ask you, were you teasing Yunshuang'er? Did you want to practice yin and yang with Yunshuang'er? And you even said you were amazing in bed?"

The smile on Ye Feng's lips froze instantly.

"Master, actually...well...this matter...um..."

"Hmm, bullshit! Your master has taught you since you were little that we are from a reputable and upright sect. When you see a beautiful and sexy girl, you must control your emotions, avoid giving her a lewd look, and constantly deceive yourself in your mind... reminding yourself that you are a gentleman.

You are so good, you have turned a deaf ear to the teachings of your teacher over the years?

"What a worthless fellow! He blurts out his true feelings as soon as he sees a beautiful woman? Isn't that shameful?"

"Ok?"

Ye Feng's head was full of question marks.

I thought I would be severely beaten by my master.

I never thought that my master would say such a thing.

"Master, I was wrong! I had just crawled out of the grave and had forgotten all your teachings. I couldn't help myself when I saw the beauty!"

Ye Feng quickly admitted his mistake.

"You couldn't help it, and now let me bear the consequences! That Yun Shuang'er is the disciple of old lady Yuying. I hate this old woman the most.

Now, because of this little thing of yours, I have to personally go to that old woman's house tomorrow to apologize. I'm hundreds of years old, and you've completely disgraced me!"

Ye Feng thought to himself, you are almost four hundred years old, an old man, and all you do all day is go down the mountain to visit prostitutes and find women. Not to mention the people in Yunhai Sect, I guess the whole world knows about your little deeds, do you still have the face to be ashamed?

Of course, I could only complain in my heart and naturally did not dare to say it in front of my master.

Ye Feng lowered his head and said, "Master, I was wrong. I have brought shame upon you. I will go and apologize to Yun Shuang'er tomorrow morning."

If it was something else, Master Yulong would definitely punish Ye Feng severely.

However, teasing a good fairy...

just forget it.

After all, I just like this.

Ye Feng was raised by himself, so it can't be considered a misfortune for his master. It can only be said that it is the inheritance of his master's style.

While the master and the disciple were talking, a man's voice was heard outside the door.

"Sixth Uncle! Are you there?"