"I'll sleep here?" After a moment of silence, Ling Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Where else would you sleep?"

"It has to be at least a bed?"

Ling Feng thought his requirements were already very low. "Brother Mu, you are the sect leader's disciple, how come... you're so stingy?"

"It's quite comfortable. As a cultivator, one must naturally first temper one's will before one can..."

"It can't be this miserable." Ling Feng's lips twitched. Although he didn't live a life of luxury in the temple, the place where he slept was definitely many times better than here.

It's not that he's picky, it's just... he can't sleep!

His only request was a bed, which wasn't unreasonable.

Since Mu Fan couldn't solve the problem, he would solve it himself.

A thought flashed through Ling Feng's mind, and he ran to Mu Fan's side with the bedding, saying, "Make way, make way."

She plopped down on the bed, squeezing Mu Fan inside as well, and naturally covered herself with the blankets and lay down—after all, it was a bed!

I never imagined... that life at the Brahma Sect would be so difficult!

Before this, he had always thought that the Brahma Sect was a large sect.

While it may not be as luxurious as a temple, it is at least acceptable.

I never expected... this is so austere.

Mu Fan didn't stop Ling Feng; let him sleep as much as he wanted, it wouldn't affect him anyway.

"Mu Fan, what do you think is the relationship between our sect leader and the Demon Lord?"

"When I left just now, I glanced back and saw the Demon Lord had arrived."

Ling Feng muttered to himself, still somewhat afraid of the demons.

After all, the rumors of the demon race's bloodthirstiness have circulated throughout the Nine Provinces for countless years! Throughout history, countless humans have died at the hands of the demon race. In the struggle for territory, countless people have perished!

But the demon race is a race born of nature, and naturally, ordinary humans cannot contend with them.

"Yin Ming came to see Master?" Upon hearing this, Mu Fan frowned.

"Indeed, putting aside their demonic origins, I must say, the Demon Lord and our sect leader are quite a perfect match!"

Ling Feng said from the bottom of his heart, "And back in the temple, how the Demon Lord protected the Sect Master all by himself..."

He unconditionally protected her, even defying the gods! He risked his life alone…

Although the Demon Lord is very strong, the temple is, after all, the territory of the gods. Even with extraordinary abilities, he cannot be 100% certain of escaping unscathed.

Everyone says that demons are heartless, but in Ling Feng's opinion, this Demon Lord... seems to have fallen in love with Jun Liuyue.

Ling Feng thought to himself that Jun Liuyue and Bai Yichen were once known as the golden couple, a match made in heaven.

When Ke Jun Liuyue had her accident, Bai Yichen was nowhere to be seen.

Now that Yin Ming has appeared, Ling Feng's values ​​are in turmoil, although... he is a demon!

"Mu Fan, Mu Fan?"

After a long while, there was still no response from Mu Fan.

Ling Feng nudged Mu Fan with his elbow.

The latter remained motionless, emitting even breathing sounds.

Ling Feng had no choice but to give up and go to sleep obediently, but the next day...

A sound like a pig being slaughtered rang out.

"Ling Feng?!!"

Mu Fan opened his eyes and a sharp cracking sound rang out, because that bastard Ling Feng had one of his legs on him.

Her left hand was also on his body, and even reached inside his clothes.

"I'll chop off your claws!"

Mu Fan jumped off the bed.

Clang! The bed couldn't withstand the pressure and broke.

Startled awake, Ling Feng rubbed his eyes and asked, "What happened? What's wrong?"

When she opened her eyes, she saw Mu Fan staring at her menacingly, his gaze seeming as if he wanted to strangle her.

"Mu..."

"What did you do to me!" Mu Fan glared at Ling Feng. If looks could kill, Ling Feng would have died countless times already.

"What?" Ling Feng was completely dumbfounded. He hadn't done anything!

In a daze, he was thrown out.

Ling Feng: ...

Why is this person so irritable?

"Brother Mu, should I take your pulse? Do you have bipolar disorder?" Ling Feng was completely baffled, mainly because he really didn't know what had happened last night.

Mu Fan: ...Get out!

"What's all the noise?" Liu Yue heard the noise and came over, just in time to see Ling Feng standing outside the door, his clothes disheveled.

"Sect Master, you must stand up for me! He... he bullied me!"

Liuyue:?

Ling Feng recounted the whole story in detail.

"You mean you were thrown out by Mu Fan before you were even fully awake?"

"good!"

"Does Mu Fan have bipolar disorder?"

"I have serious doubts!" ​​Ling Feng was absolutely certain. If he didn't have bipolar disorder, how could he be so irritable?

"Alright, I've arranged accommodations for you. From today onwards, you are a first-class physician of the Brahma Sect."

Liu Yue waved her hand. Others might not understand Mu Fan, but she did. Ling Feng must have done something outrageous.

But what can Ling Feng, a mere weakling, possibly do?

Liu Yue was completely baffled, so she had no choice but to ask Mu Fan for help.

Mu Fan hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she said, "He touched me!"

Pfft! Liu Yue, who had just taken a sip of tea, spat out all the tea in her mouth.

"Cough cough cough." Is she hallucinating?

"Master, let me tell you, this person is awful! It's one thing to sleep next to me, but he even touched me! Tell me, how terrifying is that!"

Thinking of the sensation he felt that morning, Mu Fan felt a chill run down his spine.

That's terrifying!

"He might have been unaware of it either, this matter..."

"Master, you absolutely mustn't tell anyone." How could he possibly save face like that!

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Liu Yue nodded firmly. "I've already arranged accommodations for Ling Feng. This won't happen tonight."

"That's good." Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'll go train my disciples."

“Okay, go ahead.” Liuyue nodded.

Have a sip of tea to calm your nerves.

...

The news of the change of leadership in the Brahma Sect spread throughout the entire Tianyun City.

During the five years that Wang Batian has been in charge of the Brahma Sect, the people have suffered greatly, accumulating a great deal of resentment.

Not only Wang Batian, but also his son, were hated by the people so much that they wished they could tear their flesh and drink their blood.

Now that Wang Batian is dead, the people who heard the news did not feel panicked at all; on the contrary, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"I wonder who the new sect leader of the Brahma Sect will be... If it's another Wang Batian, how are we supposed to survive?"

After being oppressed for so many years, the people are filled with deep fear.

"Yes, but this guy is really bold. He actually dared to offend the Wang family. I heard that Wang Batian is the brother of the current Goddess's wife! They're related by blood. This guy killed a member of the Wang family. Isn't he afraid of offending the temple?"

Today, the Wang family is the number one family in the Divine Realm!

Without the support of the Goddess, the Wang family would not be where they are today. But early this morning, the bodies of Wang Batian and his son were hung on the city wall.