Evil Master and Disciple

When I opened my eyes, it was already daybreak.

Ye Feng put on his clothes and pushed the door open to walk out.

The fat master was sitting in the yard, competing with Sanzhier in eating buns.

Obviously, the foodie Sanzhier won the final victory without any surprise.

Fatty Yulong, who lost the title of "glutton", was furious.

Curse Sanzhier for being a useless guy who has no skills and only knows how to eat!

Just at this moment Ye Feng pushed the door open and came out.

Fatty Yulong, who was angry just a moment ago, immediately changed his expression when he saw his great disciple.

He smiled and said, "Feng'er, you're awake. You haven't come back in the back mountain for three days. I went to the back mountain to look for you, but the ancestor was not in the ancestral hall either.

You two disappeared for three days. Did he find a deserted place and teach you a more powerful martial art? For example, a sword technique with only three moves... or a three-sword style or something like that?

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Master, are you talking about the Three God-Slaying Swords Style?"

Fatty Yulong's face froze. He said, "How do you know? Do you already know the identity of our ancestor? Didn't our ancestor forbid us to tell you?"

Ye Feng said: "I learned it from other channels."

Yulong didn't care about the other channels Ye Feng mentioned.

He chuckled and said, "It's good that you know. It saves me from having to hide things from you all day. Feng'er, did the ancestor teach you the Three God-Slaying Sword Styles?"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I want to learn too, but my ancestor won't teach me. I hugged his thigh and begged him, but he kicked me away."

Fatty Yulong frowned and said, "Feng'er, the bond between us, master and disciple, is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. You can't deceive me!"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Why would I lie to you? The ancestor said that he could pass on other things to me, but not the Three Swords of God Slaying."

Fatty Yulong said angrily, "You cry, you make a scene, you even threaten to hang yourself, and that's all the old man will fall for! Do you still need me to teach you this?"

Ye Feng still shook his head and said, "Master, as far as I know, the Three Swords of God Slaying is the knot in my ancestor's heart. He can't untie the knot, and even if he takes the three sword styles to the grave, he won't pass it on to others. But I won't give up. I will work hard to untie my ancestor's knot and learn the Three Swords of God Slaying!"

"You are indeed worthy of being my good disciple. I support you! This old man is getting more and more confused as he gets older. He is even more stubborn than your dead master. The Three God-Slaying Swords are unparalleled in the world, and their power is greater than any other sword technique of the Yunhai Sect.

As a disciple of the Yunhai Sect, he actually wanted to take this set of peerless sword techniques to his grave. What a dark heart he has! Just wait and see how I’ll scold him the next time I see him!

"Eh?" Ye Feng looked strange and said, "Master, you scolded... scolded him? As soon as you said that, the old man would probably break your legs!"

"Master knows! So Master intends to scold him in his heart! This will have the same effect as scolding him verbally!"

The master and the disciple talked for a while in the yard, then drank a bowl of millet porridge. Then the four people and the badger from Fenglingju flew towards the top of the mountain.

Ye Feng did not tell the fat master what happened in the past two days.

First he didn't know what to say.

Secondly, he was worried that if the fat master knew that he had embezzled Sanzhier's treasure, he would ask him to hand it over to the sect.

So Ye Feng planned to hide it from him for a few days.

After my spiritual treasure is spread out, it won’t be too late to tell the fat master then.

When we arrived at the square on the top of the mountain, there were still crowds of people.

Several teams were queuing up to draw lots.

Ye Feng took Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man to choose a team nearby to line up.

Seeing Ye Feng, the disciples of Yunhai Sect all looked at him strangely.

Three days ago, Ye Feng mobilized hundreds of lightning bolts and defeated Nangong Yan, who was in the Guiyuan realm.

Ye Feng had been in the Abyss Treasury these days, and had no idea that this incident, after two days of fermentation, had made him a prominent figure among the younger generation of the Yunhai Sect.

There are many rumors about Ye Feng.

Most of the rumors revolve around the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art and the Tai Chi Mysterious Sword Art.

The head master was vaguely involved in this.

The most credible and widely circulated rumor is that Ye Feng is the illegitimate son of Sect Leader Yun Yi...

Therefore, Sect Leader Yun Yi secretly passed on the two magical powers of the Yunhai Sect to Ye Feng.

All the gambling houses in Xianling Valley changed their odds overnight.

Ye Feng’s name had never been on the betting list before.

Now Ye Feng is already a hot favorite in the top ten.

After all, none of the Yunhai Sect's chosen ones were sure they could withstand so many lightning attacks.

Ye Feng has not appeared since defeating Nangong Yan.

Feng Lingju spread the word that Ye Feng had been counterattacked when he activated the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art and was seriously injured, so he was resting in the house to recuperate.

Not many people believe this statement.

Many people saw at that time that after Ye Feng finished fighting with Nangong Yan, he was still chasing and interacting with people under the ring for a long time.

So everyone believed that Ye Feng hid himself to avoid becoming the focus of attention.

Ye Feng had a very bad reputation in the past.

After that battle, some people actually began to actively speak well of this scum and whitewash him.

This is the change in status that strength brings.

In the past, when those senior brothers and sisters saw Ye Feng, their way of greeting was either to roll their eyes or to say, "Ye Daba, why don't you just go die?"

Today, many older brothers and sisters had obvious changes in their attitudes after seeing Ye Feng.

"Good morning, Junior Brother Ye!"

"Junior Brother Ye has good taste in clothes today."

"Junior Brother Ye, when will your yellow tobacco shop be reopened? I want to buy some yellow tobacco leaves..."

Ye Daba became Junior Brother Ye.

The eye roll turned into a smile.

Ye Feng was surprised by the change in the attitude of these senior brothers and sisters towards him.

I don't understand how I suddenly became so popular.

With the experience of the previous two draws, Ye Feng was much calmer this time.

No longer as nervous as the first time.

He arrived late today and there were not many disciples in line, so it was his turn soon.

He reached into the wooden box and found only a few number balls left.

He picked one out at random and handed it to the disciple in charge of registration at the reception hall.

The disciple glanced at the number above and said, "Xingluo Peak Ye Feng, number 300."

Number 300...

Ye Feng's head drooped instantly.

The goddess of luck eventually left him.

There are a total of 800 people, with 400 lottery numbers, and the competition lasts for two days.

The No. 300 pick will probably be available around noon tomorrow.

After the top 400 are decided tomorrow, the battle for the top 200 will begin the day after tomorrow.

If the number you draw is within 200, you can compete today and have a day off tomorrow.

Seeing Ye Feng looking a little depressed, Huang Ling'er consoled him, "Brother, don't be discouraged. With your cultivation level, your lottery number doesn't matter. You're a top ten favorite right now."

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this and said, "What? I'm a favorite to be in the top ten? How is that possible?"

"How is it impossible? Who can withstand the hundreds of lightning bolts you unleashed in your last battle against Nangong?"

An Nian's voice came from the side.

This woman was still so passionate. Every time Ye Feng saw An Nian, he felt a little excited.

What a pity, this enchanting girl is the rumored girlfriend of Fu Jinghong.

If An Nian didn't have any scandals or gossip, Ye Feng would have extended his evil claws to him long ago.

Ye Feng scratched his head and said, "I have only practiced the basics of the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art, and every time I activate it, the damage to myself is huge!

After the last stimulation, I lay down for three days and my body hasn't recovered yet."

Ye Feng began to show weakness again.

There were many disciples of the Yunhai Sect who were eavesdropping with their ears perked up around, and Ye Feng wanted to continue playing the game of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

He first spread the word, making everyone think that the backlash from activating the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art was too great, and that he would not be able to activate this move again in the short term.

An Nian showed a look of surprise.

She was indeed a little curious and asked, "Can't you use the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Technique anymore?"

Ye Feng shook his head, then nodded.

He said: "I can perform it, but my injuries have not recovered yet, so it's a bit difficult for the time being.

Senior Sister An, please go ahead and check the notice board to see who my next disciple is going to be fighting against."

Ye Feng bowed to An Nian, then took Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man and walked towards the bulletin board in the north.

The bulletin board was surrounded by Yunhai disciples.

There are many wooden signs with names on them hanging on the wooden fence.

Soon Ye Feng found the location of the wooden sign number 300.

Since I just drew the lot, my name and number have not been posted yet.

But the name of another disciple who drew number 300 was already on the list.

The name is strange.

Mikimine God Tianqi.

Ye Feng frowned and muttered to himself, "What a strange name! Who is this Shen Tianqi? Is there a surname called Shen among the Hundred Family Surnames?"

When Ye Feng's group of friends learned that Ye Feng had come to the square today, they came looking for him from the side of the bulletin board.

"Brother Feng!"

"Thor!"

"Ye Leiba!"

There are all kinds of strange names.

The pipe-drinking little girl Yue Yinling put her hands on her waist and said unhappily, "Stinky boy, where have you been hiding for the past three days? We were just joking with you last time. We didn't really want to learn your Red Sun Heart Thunder Technique!"

Zhuge Benlei said, "That's right. This set of true magical powers can only be learned by the Sect Master and some of his true disciples. Without the Sect Master's permission, other disciples cannot learn the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art. We all understand this. There's no need to hide from us for three days!"

Ye Feng said, "I'm not hiding from you. To be honest, my cultivation is too low, only at the Divine Control Realm. Last time, I forced the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art to work, and it had a huge backlash on me. Although I didn't show any damage on the outside, I actually suffered severe internal injuries. I've been in seclusion for the past three days to heal my injuries."

"what?!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this and immediately came forward to ask about their well-being.

Shangguan Lan said, "Ye Feng...are you okay?"

Ye Feng grinned and said, "With Senior Sister Shangguan caring about me, even if my tendons and veins are broken, it won't matter!"

Shangguan Lan said, "Slippery tongue, stop saying such unlucky things. I'm serious. Are you healed?"

Ye Feng nodded and said, "He's almost fully recovered now, as vigorous as a little tiger!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng showed off his biceps.

Seeing that Ye Feng was indeed not seriously injured, everyone felt relieved.

After a round of greetings, Ye Feng pointed to lot number 300 and said, "I drew lot number 300. Who is this Yu Mufeng Shen Tianqi? Does anyone know him?"

"Yumi-no-Mine? Shen-Ten-Chi?"

Everyone looked at each other, and most people seemed to be very unfamiliar with this name.

Liu Yinshui said, "I have met Shen Tianqi several times."

Everyone immediately looked towards him.

Liu Yinshui suddenly became the focus of the team and seemed a little uncomfortable.

He said: "Yu Mu Peak is a floating mountain located in the southernmost part of the entire Yunhai Sect. Yu Mu Peak is not very big and no disciples lived on it before.

About a hundred years ago, Master Shouyu built a few bamboo houses on it. Because Master Shouyu's real name was Dan Muxin, he named the floating hill Yu Mufeng.

Senior Sister Shen Tianqi is the daughter of Senior Uncle Shouyu and a cultivator from Tianyun Mountain named Shen Fulong..."

"Wait...Liu Yinshui, this Shen Tianqi is a girl?"

"Yes."

"Could it be that the Guardian Uncle is also a female uncle?"

"Yes."

"Uh...they're really random in naming this lineage."

Ye Feng muttered.

Suddenly, Ye Feng seemed to feel a chill enveloping him.

He shuddered and looked in the direction of the cold.

It came from a pair of cold eyes.

The other person was a tall girl, dressed in plain clothes and wearing a veil. The two pairs of eyes that were exposed were so cold that it was chilling.

Needless to say, this masked girl must be Ye Feng's opponent tomorrow, Shen Tianqi.