Evil Master and Disciple

From the serious expressions of Li Xuerong, Yi Xiaofu and others, Ye Feng realized that Ling'er's seizure of Miao Wanshu's Taoist name was more troublesome than he thought.

He had always thought it was a trivial matter.

If we all sit down together, have a meal and talk it over, this matter should be resolved.

Only now did Ye Feng realize that this was just his own fantasy.

He suddenly thought of how Fu Jinghong's face suddenly changed and he fled in panic a few months ago when he learned that Ling'er's Taoist name was [Jingshu].

Yes, even this Shamatte who had the ability to compete for and was competing for the position of leader was so scared that he turned around and left. How could this matter be a small matter?

On the way to the No. 6 ring where Ye Feng was about to perform, Ye Feng kept thinking about the cause and effect of this matter in his mind.

But in his previous life, he was just a college student who graduated with a major in international trade and worked part-time as a bootlicker. His life experience was so pure that it was outrageous.

He seemed very powerless in the face of such intrigue.

He could only deduce what was happening before his eyes based on the plots of the palace fighting dramas he had watched in his previous life.

But I still can't understand why the eldest senior brother suddenly brought Ling'er's matter to the table at this point in time.

When he couldn't figure it out, he immersed his mind into the sea of ​​souls and asked Master Uncle.

Although the master uncle lost in the scheming with the second master uncle, Ye Feng heard that the master uncle had a better chance of winning than the second master uncle, and it was his own unreliable sixth master who turned the situation around at the last critical moment.

Ye Feng didn't know what the fat master did to turn the tide back then, but before the final answer was revealed, it was an ironclad fact that the second uncle was firmly suppressed by the first uncle.

What Dugu Changkong did today must be related to the fight for the throne.

All of Dugu Changkong's tricks and routines were left over from his old master uncle. Ye Feng firmly believed that the old and strong master uncle would be able to answer the questions in his mind.

Ye Fuyou was very dissatisfied with Ye Feng's behavior of disturbing his rest every day.

However, after hearing the whole story, the old man immediately became interested.

He asked, "What do you want to know, boy?"

"I just want to know why Senior Brother did this today? Regarding Junior Sister's Daoist name, Senior Brother personally helped Ling'er with it a few months ago. At that time, Senior Brother Yumian even caused a big commotion in the Transmission Institute because of it.

It is said that this matter has come to an end.

The little junior sister is still young, and it will take another two hundred years for her to use a Taoist name. As long as those of us who know about it don't say anything, no one else will know about it.

What was the intention behind bringing this up at this time? Or was it just an unintentional mistake?

"Hmph, since Dugu Changkong could become Yun Yi's eldest disciple, there's no way he could have made such a low-level mistake. He must have done it on purpose."

"Why? Master and Master Yumian will definitely make a fuss after this matter is exposed, but Senior Brother is also involved in this matter. Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble?"

"Boy, you're still too naive. You only think about the present when things happen. Let me ask you, why did Dugu Changkong take the initiative to help Lao Liu's daughter register?"

"Of course he wants to please Master and do Master a favor. This will also help him get Master to side with him in the future when he competes with Fu Jinghong."

"Well, that's right." Ye Fuyou hummed, "Dugu Changkong suddenly brought this matter up for two reasons. First, he needs Lao Liu to repay him for this favor. Second, he senses a crisis.

The second brother has not yet reached his twilight years, and the fight between Dugu Changkong and Fu Jinghong will continue for at least another hundred years.

As the eldest disciple, Dugu Changkong holds the initiative in the struggle for succession. Fu Jinghong cannot pose a fatal threat to him for the time being, so it is unlikely that the Sixth Brother will repay the favor at this time."

Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, "That's the second possibility. Did Senior Brother sense a crisis? What crisis?"

"That's what I need to ask you. Have you done anything recently?"

"No, I've been very well behaved lately and haven't gotten into trouble much... Wait, last night I lent a golden jade cicada to Fu Jinghong. He's been secretly investigating the theft of his spiritual veins and said my jade cicada could help him find the spiritual vein nodes. Could this sudden change in Senior Brother's behavior be related to this incident?"

"I'm sure you're right. Dugu Changkong believes that you've completely sided with Fu Jinghong, and there's absolutely no room for maneuver.

You are a small figure in Yunhai Sect, but your master, that damn Old Six, has an extraordinary status in Yunhai Sect.

Dugu Changkong would definitely not sit idly by and watch Fu Jinghong gain a powerful helper like Lao Liu. He would definitely find a way to sabotage and suppress him.

Telling the story of Lao Liu's daughter would trigger a fight between the fifth sister and Lao Liu. Even if Lao Liu couldn't be suppressed, the fifth sister could still restrain him.

If this matter gets out of hand, those who followed me back then will probably be dragged into it as well. Then the waters of the Yunhai Sect will be muddied, and muddy waters will be easier to fish in."

"Hiss..." Ye Feng took a breath and felt that what the master said made a lot of sense.

He said, "I just lent the Jade Cicada to Fu Jinghong last night, and Senior Brother's counterattack came early this morning? Senior Brother found out about this so quickly?"

"Don't underestimate anyone, especially those vying for the position of Sect Leader. Their spies are spread throughout every corner of the Yunhai Sect. Even the people around you may have already defected to someone.

Moreover, even if Dugu Changkong doesn't know about this, Fu Jinghong will find a way to let him know."

Ye Feng was slightly startled, then he understood what the master meant.

Fu Jinghong's current strength is still a little weak compared to Dugu Changkong.

He urgently needed to expand his power and win over the disciples of Yunhai Sect to support him.

It is indeed possible that Fu Jinghong would secretly spread this matter as soon as possible to let others know that Ye Feng had boarded his boat.

Ye Feng getting on the boat is equivalent to Master Yulong getting on the boat.

When many hesitant people see that Master Yulong supports Fu Jinghong, they may also choose Fu Jinghong.

It's not surprising that they would use any disgusting means to get that chair.

Ye Feng fell silent.

He agreed with what the master said.

After a long time, Ye Feng sighed, smiled bitterly and said to himself, "It really proves what Yan Shisan said, when you are in the martial arts world, you have no control over your life, and you have no control over your death either."

Ye Feng's mind withdrew from the sea of ​​soul.

In his heart, he was more inclined to believe that it was Dugu Changkong's spies who found out that he had lent the jade cicada to Fu Jinghong.

Ye Feng couldn't accept that it was Fu Jinghong himself who secretly revealed the matter.

He knew that the fight for the throne was cruel, but he longed for a trace of bottom line and friendship in this cruel struggle.

Although it's ridiculous and childish.

But this is the only thing Ye Feng can hold on to.

Huang Ling'er has now gradually learned the general situation from her senior sisters.

She is a person who is more naive than Ye Feng.

"So the name Jingshu used to belong to Senior Sister Miao Wanshu, a disciple of Uncle Yumian. I didn't know this before. Since Senior Sister Miao is so concerned about this matter, I will return the name to her."

Yi Xiaofu slowly shook her head and said, "It's not as simple as you think. Some things are easy to get but hard to let go. Even if you don't care, there are people who do.

And... I guess Master Yulong knew about this from the very beginning.

If it was another elder's disciple's Dao name, Master Yulong might not know, but Master Yumian is Master Yulong's elder sister. Master Yumian only has three disciples, so Master Yulong should know that Jingshu is Miao Wanshu's Dao name..."

"Xiao Fu, be careful with your words."

Li Xuerong immediately interrupted Yi Xiaofu.

The other girls looked away with their eyes wide open, as if they hadn't heard anything.

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly.

He muttered to himself, "Senior Sister Xiaofu has some truth to her words. Could it be that... Master really planned this all along? Then what is Master's purpose?"

Just as Ye Feng was lost in thought, the referee on stage number six announced loudly, "The next two disciples to face off on this stage are Lu Ming, number 157, Xingluo Peak disciple, and Ye Feng, number 300. Please both disciples step onto the stage and prepare."

When Ye Feng heard his name, he handed the Sanzhier on his shoulder to Huang Linger, and then said to Fang Tong and other good friends beside him: "I will go up to compete first. You guys stay below the arena and watch for me. Don't let that Senior Sister Miao Wanjun come over to cause trouble."

Fang Tong patted his chest and said, "Brother Feng, don't worry. With us here, no one can touch Sister Ling'er!"

Ye Feng nodded slightly, then used his skills to fly over everyone's heads.

He no longer had the intention to show off like he had in the first match, and flew onto the ring in a very proper manner.

Lu Ming, the most favored disciple of Yuhai Taoist, is known as the Tianlu Swordsman.

A few months ago, when Fang Tong and Zhuge Benlei introduced the young masters of Yunhai Sect to Ye Feng, Lu Ming was among them.

Ye Feng has been on the ring for so many days and has also seen Lu Ming fighting.

While the Tianlu Immortal Sword might not be as powerful as Hong Jiu's Fentian or Ling'er's Fenji, it was definitely a higher-ranked fire-type immortal sword within the Yunhai Sect. It should have reached the mid-level immortal weapon grade.

The organizing committee used to target Hong Jiu, but after Hong Jiu was eliminated by Miao Xiaorou, they began to target Ye Feng.

It is clearly stipulated that talismans and other messy things shall not be used during thunder and lightning battles.

This greatly limits Ye Feng's performance.

In every subsequent battle, Ye Feng could only use the Yunhai Sect's true sword techniques.

In this regard, he is at a great disadvantage.

Other people’s cultivation is at the Guiyuan realm.

However, his cultivation level is only at the peak of the Divine Control Realm.

It all depends on the Purple and Green Divine Sword, a blood-refined magic weapon.

The opponents in the previous rounds had relatively low cultivation levels, but in this round, they were basically all at the middle stage of Guiyuan realm.

If Ye Feng wanted to win, it would be a bit difficult to rely solely on the powerful spiritual power of the Purple and Green Divine Sword.

Talismans are his newfound reliance.

There are not only Confucian talismans, but also tens of thousands of talismans confiscated from Sanzhier's treasure house in his black silk bracelet.

I had thought that in the subsequent battles, I could make these talismans show their power.

Now that the path of talismans is blocked, he can only fight his opponent with the magic sword in hand.

Ye Feng and Lu Ming flew to the stage one after another.

Lu Ming looked a little strange.

He has a slender and well-proportioned figure, handsome facial features, big eyes and a high nose bridge. At least in terms of figure and appearance, he has surpassed most of the male disciples of Yunhai Sect.

The peculiarity lies in his hair.

The energetic young man, who looks to be in his early twenties, actually has red hair.

It's not bright red or scarlet, but dark red.

In this world without hair dye, where hair and skin are deeply influenced by parents, men and women rarely mess with their hair. People like Shamatte are already outliers in this world.

Lu Ming's dark red hair is indeed very eye-catching.

It gives people the feeling that this guy is a bad guy.

But the fact is just the opposite. Lu Ming is not only not a bad person, but has a surprisingly good reputation.

He never cheats or commits fraud, nor does he indulge in drinking, whoring or gambling.

In the past ten years, I spent half of my time practicing hard in the mountains and the other half gaining experience at the foot of the mountain.

I heard that he did a lot of good things to slay demons and monsters, and he has a certain reputation in the world.

Lu Ming was dressed in black and looked elegant. His long red hair was not tied up, but cascaded down his back, making it look a little fluffy.

Seeing this red-haired muscular man up close, Ye Feng couldn't help but wonder, is this guy's red hair really natural?

He can’t be a fellow villager like Fu Jinghong, right?

It's a pity that Lu Ming's hair is really natural. He was born with red hair. It is said that it is because of his bloodline.

The referee elder saw the two of them in position and said to Ye Feng, "Nephew Ye, according to the new fighting rules issued by the headmaster, you are no longer allowed to use talismans in the arena. Otherwise, you will be eliminated directly. Do you understand?"

Ye Feng curled his lips and said, "Uncle Master, I feel like you're targeting me. I've watched several competitions, and no elder has ever specifically instructed any of the fighting disciples on this matter. You're singling me out. Don't you have any faith in my character, Ye Feng?"

The white-bearded elder said angrily, "Character? You? You're talking about character with me? I still haven't settled the score with you for touching my female disciple's butt over a year ago!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Uncle-master, we're in public, with so many people watching, so let's not talk about the past! Go down first, I'm going to fight Senior Brother Lu!"

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and pushed the resentful white-bearded referee off the stage.

Seeing Lu Ming across from him looking at him speechlessly, he laughed dryly and said, "That old man is just talking nonsense. I don't even know him. Senior Brother Lu, don't believe it!"

Lu Ming rolled his eyes and gave a bitter smile.

Fatty Yulong and Taoist Yuhai were drinking buddies from the Old Bachelors Club who hung out together all day long. Naturally, Lu Ming was very familiar with this kid Ye Feng.

Facing Ye Feng's sophistry, he could only respond with a wry smile and a roll of his eyes...