Evil Master and Disciple

When Ye Feng arrived at the dining hall, there were several exquisite dishes on the table, and San Zhier was already eating.

Huang Ling'er and Xiaoman kept going back and forth between the kitchen and the dining hall.

I didn't see Miao Xiaorou, I guess she has gone back.

Ye Feng washed his face and invited the two girls to eat.

Since the master was not there and there were no rules to follow, Ye Feng picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

During the meal, Ye Feng got some information about the fight from Huang Ling'er.

He defeated Zhou Pingjing of Xuanzhu Peak yesterday and successfully advanced to the top 100.

His opponent tomorrow is a disciple of Xingluo Peak, named Lu Ming, a young master in the middle stage of Guiyuan realm, numbered 157, and a disciple of Yuhai Shangren.

Lu Ming...

Ye Feng was more familiar with this name.

The more familiar a name is to him, the harder it is to deal with.

But Ye Feng didn't care.

Among the top 100 disciples now, except for a few disciples like Ye Feng, all other disciples are masters of the Guiyuan realm.

Ye Feng is not very competitive. If he can win tomorrow, he will win. If he can't, he will just admit defeat.

He has now come to terms with it. He believes that his advancement to this round has far exceeded his target, so there is no need to fight to the death with these perverts in the Guiyuan realm.

Huang Ling'er said, "Big Brother, there's one more thing. Today, the Sect Master issued a decree, changing the rules of the battle. Talismans are not allowed in the Inner Sect Grand Examination."

"Ahem...what? Is this true?"

Ye Feng almost choked to death.

"This is too targeted! It's obviously coming for me!"

Ye Feng was speechless. The new fighting rules issued by the head master were just short of requiring him to report his ID number directly.

Huang Linger chuckled and said, "Brother, you've been sleeping in the room these past two days, so you don't know... Ever since you defeated Zhou Pingjing with your talisman yesterday, many disciples have started throwing out one or two talismans at the critical moment of a fight... When both sides are evenly matched, the other side can suddenly throw out a talisman and immediately gain the upper hand.

Yesterday, all the talismans in the magic weapon shop in Xianling Valley were sold out. The head master had no choice but to ban the talismans.

"Forehead?"

Ye Feng was speechless for a while.

I seem to have made a bad start.

In fact, people in this world still care about face a lot, especially those guys who claim to be righteous, who regard face as more important than life.

Although the rules of the Yunhai Competition only prohibit the use of hidden weapons, they do not prohibit the use of talismans.

But in the past two thousand years, after forty magic fighting competitions, no disciple has ever used talismans on the stage.

Everyone feels that the victory is unfair.

But as long as one disciple takes the lead and wins, the situation will be different.

At this point, it is an immense honor to move forward one step further.

Just a few talismans and a few thousand eight hundred taels of silver can help you move forward. This deal is a good deal no matter how you look at it.

Besides, he is not the first shameless person to use talismans.

Didn’t you see that Ye Feng and Zhou Pingjing were fighting in a chaotic battle that lasted for nearly half an hour, but Ye Feng did nothing and just kept throwing talismans?

There is a car in front of you and a rut in the back.

Since Ye Feng can use it, why can't I use it?

So much so that during the fight yesterday afternoon, talismans were flying all over the arena.

Many disciples relied on talismans to advance.

The Yunhai Competition was turned into a mess.

Last night, Master Yun Yi held an emergency meeting with the chief elders of the four sects and the six academies.

There was a heated discussion on whether or not talismans should be used in magic competitions.

As a result of the discussion, the Zhikeyuan issued new competition rules early this morning.

In addition to banning talismans, participating disciples are also prohibited from meditating and regulating their breathing during the fight, and are also not allowed to take any elixirs or the like during the fight.

Fighting is fighting. To do so many messy things is really against the upright and gentlemanly spirit and is disgusting.

When this new rule came out, the group of disciples who had spent a large amount of money to buy elixirs and talismans in Xianling Valley last night were beating their chests and stamping their feet in frustration.

At the same time, he cursed Ye Feng as a troublemaker who caused great harm to others.

After finding out the whole story, Ye Feng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

What does this have to do with me?

It was you who wanted to take advantage of the situation and spent a lot of money to buy talismans.

When retail investors are trapped, you go to the market makers and institutions. Why do you blame me, a small retail investor?

This is the same root, why is it too urgent!

After Ye Feng woke up, his head felt a little dizzy. This was because he had consumed too much spiritual power yesterday. Although he had slept for fifteen hours, he still had not recovered.

After Ye Feng had dinner, he asked Xiao Man to prepare hot water. He wanted to take a good shower tonight and then go to bed early to prepare for tomorrow's fight.

Not long after, Xiaoman came in with hot water.

Ye Feng was studying those numbers.

Seeing this, Xiao Man looked a little strange and said, "Brother Ye, why are you looking at this roster with the sheepskin again? Do you need my help this time?"

Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "I'm doing research. You wouldn't understand even if I told you... Wait, again? This time? What do you mean? Did you know I've studied the roster before?"

"Yes, when you were in the herb garden, you were very secretive for a while, always fiddling with this flower list and the sheepskin, and you even asked me for help."

"Help? What help?"

"Drawing, writing. You said your handwriting is too ugly and others can recognize it at a glance, so you asked me to help you draw and write."

"what?"

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly.

He quickly stood up and pulled Xiao Man over, saying, "What did you just say? Did you write the words on the sheepskin?"

Xiao Man stretched her head to glance at the sheepskin and said, "Yes, my handwriting is beautiful, isn't it?"

"hiss……"

Ye Feng took a deep breath, then closed the door, came to Xiao Man, and looked her up and down.

Xiaoman felt a little uncomfortable with Ye Feng's strange look.

She unconsciously grabbed her collar and took a few steps back.

Her face flushed slightly as she said, "Senior Brother Ye... why are you staring at me with such a lewd look? I... am not that kind of girl!"

"You're young, but you're quite cunning. I'm not interested in a young girl like you.

Xiaoman, sit down... and tell me about this parchment scroll."

When Miss Xiaoman heard this, there seemed to be a little disappointment in her eyes.

No wonder.

In the past, Ye Feng was the eldest disciple of Master Yulong.

Now Ye Feng is not only Yulong's eldest disciple, but also one of the top 100 young masters who has become famous.

In the eyes of the disciples of Yunhai Sect, Ye Feng today can be described by just four words.

The future is bright!

In comparison, Xiaoman's status is much worse.

She used to be an outer sect servant who raised animals and poultry in the zoo. Now her status has risen and she has entered Fengling Residence, but her identity is still that of an outer sect servant.

If you want to soar to the sky, you must formally join the inner sect.

Ever since Master Yulong had a daughter, he almost forgot about his eldest disciple. It will be difficult for him to accept any disciples in this lifetime.

The best ending for Miss Xiaoman is to become the registered disciple of Master Yulong a few years later.

The status of a registered disciple is higher than that of a menial disciple, but not much higher.

If Xiaoman was slept with by Ye Feng, the situation would be exactly the same.

Xiao Man's status could potentially rise several notches overnight, becoming a true inner sect disciple.

So when Ye Feng said that he was not interested in her, a little girl with yellow hair, and just wanted to ask about the parchment scroll, she did feel a little regretful.

Xiao Man pouted and said, "Senior Brother Ye, what's wrong with this parchment scroll?"

"It's nothing. I just lost my memory and can't remember anything from the past. I'm really curious about what the numbers on the sheepskin mean.

Since you wrote it, you should know it."

Xiao Man raised her slender eyebrows slightly and shook her head: "I... don't know."

"Don't come on, you wrote all this, how could you not know it?"

"It's true that I wrote it, but that night I was just responsible for writing it. You gave me the numbers. I wrote whatever you said. I have no idea what these numbers represent."

Ye Feng was dumbfounded.

At that moment, he thought he was about to unlock the secret of these numbers.

I didn't expect Xiaoman knew nothing.

Ye Feng said: "Xiao Man, think carefully about why I asked you to write these numbers. This matter is very important to me."

Xiaoman really began to think seriously.

His fair forehead wrinkled slightly as he recalled the events of a year ago.

Ye Feng didn't dare to disturb him and waited on the side.

After about a minute, Xiao Man said, "I remember now. You seemed to have mentioned that you were a third-generation disciple."

"Third generation disciple?" Ye Feng was puzzled and asked, "What else did I say?"

Xiao Man shook her head and said, "No, it's been too long. I only agreed to help you for a few magical herbs."

Ye Feng stared at Xiao Man and said, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Why would I lie to you? You were being secretive at the time and didn't want me to know the meaning of those numbers, nor did you want others to recognize your handwriting, so you asked me for help.

That night I helped you write these figures and copy a map."

"Copy? You said copy?"

"It's not really a copy. I don't know where you got the stone tablet from. I just traced the map on the stone tablet and drew it on a piece of sheepskin."

"Stone tablet? Where is that stone tablet?"

Xiao Man said, "That night, I drew the map, and you checked it several times. After it was accurate, you put the stone tablet away and told me not to tell anyone about it, otherwise you would... that... "

"What? What is it?"

Xiao Man blushed, looking embarrassed. "That's what it is, you're so annoying! I won't talk to you anymore!"

Xiaoman quickly pushed the door open and almost bumped into Huang Ling'er.

Huang Ling'er said, "Xiao Man, you brought hot water to Senior Brother, why did it take you so long? And you even closed the door... Why is your face so red? Did Junior Brother bully you? Did he force you to give him a bath and rub his back? I'll go teach him a lesson!"

"No...no! I went to the kitchen to get some hot water!"

Xiaoman covered her burning face and fled.

Seeing this, Huang Ling'er thought that her senior brother was lustful and took advantage of Xiao Man, so she immediately walked into Ye Feng's room angrily, ready to seek justice for her good sister.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Ye Feng sitting at the table, looking at a sheepskin.

He kept muttering, "Third generation disciples, third generation disciples..."

"Brother, did you bully Xiao Man just now?"

"Whoever bullies her...that damn girl will ruin my reputation. Go away, I need to take a shower!"

Ye Feng put away the parchment scroll and the roster and pushed Huang Ling'er out.

There are some things she can't let Huang Ling'er know.

Although Xiaoman did not give a definite answer, Ye Feng did not gain nothing.

He seemed to have found the key to cracking the numbers.

poof...

Suddenly, a strange noise was heard. Ye Feng and Huang Ling'er turned their heads at the same time, only to see San Zhi'er dive into the bathtub and swimming happily in it.

Ye Feng frowned and yelled, "Sanzhier, that's my bath water..."

Huang Linger said, "Sanzhier seems to like taking baths these days. Whenever Xiaoman and I want to take a bath, he will come over and take a bath with us..."

Ye Feng was speechless and cursed Shen Tianqi in his heart.

Just because he slept with Shen Tianqi for one night, San Zhier changed.

It is no longer the sloppy little spirit beast it once was.

He turned into a lustful little green-haired cat who loved cleanliness and loved taking baths with girls.