As night fell, Xiao Feng returned to his room, his eyes filled with images of the Mountain and River Sword.

Many people within the sect had coveted the Mountain and River Sword, but unfortunately, they had no way to retrieve it.

Now that Xiao Feng has obtained the Mountain and River Sword, many people are envious of his strength.

He glanced at the moonlight outside the window, stood up, and returned to the bedside.

Having just received the secret manual from the sect leader, he wanted to master the inner cultivation technique as soon as possible so that his strength could progress rapidly.

Just as he sat cross-legged on the ground, there was a knock at the door.

Xiao Feng, unaware of who was looking for him, hurried to the door.

The door had barely opened when Xiao Feng froze on the spot: "Sect Master?"

The sect leader gestured with his chin towards the inside: "I wonder if it would be convenient for me to speak inside? It's quite inconvenient outside."

Xiao Feng quickly made way for him. The entire Qing Sect belonged to the sect leader, so what reason did he have to stop the sect leader from coming to his room?

The sect leader took a small jade bottle from his clothes and placed it on the table: "This was specially prepared for you. The pills can help you stabilize your foundation."

Xiao Feng simply made up an excuse; he didn't expect the sect leader to actually take it to heart.

Before he could say anything, the sect leader took out another jade bottle from his clothes and placed it on the table: "The pills inside are for improving strength."

When the two elixirs are combined, even the most dull-witted person can significantly improve their strength.

Moreover, the pills were personally formulated by the sect leader, so they have almost no side effects. There's no need to worry about taking the pills affecting your future cultivation path.

Although the sect leader took the pills very discreetly, some people in the alchemy room still found out about it.

Lu Xue'er happened to come to the alchemy room and overheard the gatekeeper's words. She walked up to him and asked, "What did you just say?"

The gatekeeper looked at Lu Xue'er with a surprised expression: "The sect leader personally came to get the pills to treat his personal disciples. No one else in our sect has this ability."

Even those who rarely see each other can tell that the sect leader values ​​that personal disciple very much, and may even be considering passing the position on.

Instantly, Lu Xue'er's temper flared up, and she slammed her hand hard on the table.

"We refined so many pills in the alchemy room, and they just wanted to take them away?"

Seeing that he had angered Lu Xue'er, the gatekeeper quickly left the alchemy room, intending to seek refuge outside.

Little did he know that he had just come out when he ran into Feng Luo taking a walk with his lackeys.

Seeing the gatekeeper's hurried appearance, Feng Luo pointed at him and said, "Come here. Why are you in such a hurry to leave the alchemy room? Did you take something with you?"

Regardless, as the senior disciple of the sect, there are still some things he needs to do.

The gatekeeper disciple, looking utterly helpless, recounted how the sect leader had taken away a large quantity of pills.

The lackey beside him felt very bad when he learned that the sect leader had taken so many pills to help Xiao Feng.

Feng Luo looked at the lackey beside him and asked, "Could it be because the effects of Xiao Feng's pills have expired, and he has now returned to his original state?"

They hadn't seen each other for some time since that day, and had no idea whether their guess was right.

Now that Xiao Feng's status is different from before, their visit would only bring the sect leader's wrath.

Although he had gotten used to his current life, he still felt very uncomfortable every time he thought about Xiao Feng getting the Mountain and River Sword.

Seeing that there was nothing more for him to do, the gatekeeper hurriedly left, not daring to stay any longer.

At this moment, the Third Elder's disciple, Zi Mingding, sat down at the tea table with a face full of resentment: "Why did he become a personal disciple? What exactly did he do for the sect?"

Many people in the sect have contributed to the sect, and he doesn't think Xiao Feng has done anything for the sect. He is very dissatisfied that Xiao Feng became the sect leader's personal disciple.

Since there was no one in the room, Zimingding's thoughts easily wandered into dead ends.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Ziming slammed his hand hard on the table: "I'm going out to take a look."

He found himself inexplicably standing at the entrance of the courtyard where Xiao Feng lived, his eyes fixed on Xiao Feng inside.

"The Mountain and River Sword should have been mine. Even that kid could get it easily, so I believe I can get it smoothly too."

Just as he was talking to himself, Xiao Feng came out of the room and immediately saw Zi Mingding standing at the door.

Within the sect, the group consisted of disciples who saw each other frequently. Xiao Feng approached Zi Mingding and asked, "What are you doing at my door? Do you have something to discuss with me?"

Zi Mingding glanced at Xiao Feng and sneered, "If I heard correctly, you obtained a large number of pills from the sect leader, didn't you?"

The sect leader originally thought that few people would know that he had asked for pills, but no one expected that the matter had already spread throughout the sect.

No one wanted to see Xiao Feng become the sect leader's personal disciple, and many people felt that Xiao Feng's strength was most likely built up by elixirs.

Now, with the help of the Mountain and River Sword, his strength has increased significantly.

Without the help of these two things, they thought Xiao Feng was just an ordinary disciple in the sect.

Xiao Feng felt uncomfortable seeing that Zi Mingding was subtly and overtly pointing out that he had gotten lucky.

However, he wasn't the kind of person who chased fame and fortune, so he turned a blind eye to Zi Mingding's behavior, knowing that Zi Mingding wouldn't openly target him.

Since Xiao Feng did not respond, Zi Mingding moved closer to Xiao Feng and asked, "Could it be that you were able to defeat those people because of the Mountain and River Sword in your hand?"

Before Xiao Feng could respond, he continued, "Back then, you relied on pills to get through the assessment, which attracted the sect leader's attention, didn't it?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He glanced at Xiao Feng and said, "You're quite cunning. You'd stop at nothing to gain the status of a direct disciple of our Qing Sect."

Looking at Zimingding's defiant expression, Xiao Feng knew perfectly well that Zimingding had always coveted his Mountain and River Sword.

However, Xiao Feng completely ignored him.

His identity was revealed by the sect leader himself; no matter what others say, it has no effect.

Moreover, Xiao Feng needs to master the inner cultivation technique as soon as possible and cannot waste time on meaningless things.

As long as he agrees to a one-on-one fight with Zimingding, the two of them will likely waste at least a few days.

He spent the last few days cultivating his inner-level techniques, believing that his strength would take a big step forward.

He had a scale in his heart to weigh what was important and what was not, and he knew what he should do.

Since Xiao Feng remained silent, Zi Mingding snorted coldly: "Are you perhaps afraid of me?"