Chapter 89 Performing Fireball Technique for Everyone

The first day of entering the sect.

The one who was in charge of teaching them how to practice was none other than Xiao Jue’s master Feng Qing.

His generation was all Feng-born, so she now also had a code name, Feng Yan.

According to Yi Yuehua, when he named her, he thought of her covered face.

He hoped that she would never be too concerned about her face.

Although she still didn’t know what her face looked like now.

But whether she had a face or not was not the point at all.

The point was that Feng Qing in front of him had a serious complexion, and from his appearance, he was of that abnormally severe type.

His cultivation should be in the early stage of the Yuan Infant stage.

But no matter how high his cultivation was, it was not the point.

The point was that when Di Yange saw his appearance, he thought of the former dean of teaching.

A person who would scold them for hours if they made even the smallest mistake.

She still couldn't forget that nagging voice.

So, she immediately sat up straight and was no longer as careless as she was at the beginning.

Xiao Jue glanced at her and snorted disdainfully.

"Yun Jue, get up."

Feng Qing glanced at Xiao Jue unhappily.

"What are you humming? Don't think you are awesome just because you are in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Your Golden Core foundation is very poor. With your current Golden Core, you will die directly under the Yuan Infant Tribulation."

"... And what you have to do is to listen to my teachings carefully. Try to stabilize your Golden Core. This process may be tedious, and you will need to work harder than other disciples."

"... You disciples are the worst batch I have ever taught. I hope you can all pass the assessment. I forgot to tell you that disciples who fail the assessment will be directly expelled from the sect."

Everyone suddenly became nervous and wanted to speak, but looking at Feng Qing, they did not dare to speak. Only Di Yange was a little excited.

However, Feng Qing said again: "Everyone here, except Feng Yan, must pass the assessment to stay."

"..."

Now it's good, another wave of hatred.

And Di Yange was numb.

It was really too difficult for her.

"Now let me explain the usefulness of spiritual roots and bloodlines in cultivation, as well as the wonderful effects of basic techniques. Although basic techniques are of little use in the later stages, they are still very useful in the early stages. You must listen carefully..."

Feng Qing was speaking very seriously and responsibly, and all the disciples were listening carefully to the explanations, and some even took out paper and pen to take notes.

Even Xiao Jue was listening carefully.

Only Di Yange was drowsy.

Because she had studied the basic techniques for several years, and as for cultivation...

she had practiced and abandoned them countless times.

Now, as long as she closed her eyes, her body would instinctively cultivate there.

Just then, after hearing Feng Qing's voice, she began to feel drowsy.

Seeing this, Feng Qing wanted to throw a water ball to Di Yange to wake her up.

But who made her a junior of the same grade?

So when facing other disciples, Feng Qing was ruthless. As long as they sat a little bit not to his liking, he would throw a water ball at them, especially Xiao Jue, he was even more ruthless.

There was no way, his own disciples always had to set a good example and prove that he was not biased at all.

Feng Qing glanced at Di Yange who was still drowsy, this one was not included.

Di Yange was finally awakened by Jin Laifeng's disciples.

When she woke up, everyone was gone.

Finally, she was sent back to Yuemiao Peak by Jin Laifeng's disciples.

In the next few days, Di Yange repeated such days.

But she was not idle either.

Soon she learned from the disciples that the new beauty was Feng Ximeng, the eldest princess of Nan Yao Kingdom, and she was extremely talented.

But although Feng Ximeng's master was called Feng Yue, she was a woman.

Never mind.

It is said that there must be a female supporting role for the heroine, and now there is another heroine.

The crisis will be tripled by then, which is really exciting to think about.

"Junior brother Feng Yan, you get up first."

Feng Qing was finally irritated by this unlearned junior brother.

There has never been a disciple in their Xianlai Sect who is so unlearned.

Not only is he unlearned, but when he is teaching, he either dozes off or looks at the new female nieces with lustful eyes.

It has been several days, and there has been no improvement. He is simply a loser of the master's sect.

Xianlai Sect, for Fengqing, that is definitely the first priority.

Even his life is not as important as Xianlai Sect.

So he must discipline this kind of scumbag from his master.

Di Yange stood up nervously.

"Brother Fengqing, I really didn't sleep. I have been listening to your exhortations. Really."

"Then junior brother, show me the magic of fireball technique."

"Fireball technique???"

When Di Yange heard it was fireball technique, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this is her strong point.

Di Yange was afraid that Fengqing would preach, so she quickly released a fireball. She

used all her strength to try to make the fireball bigger.

But in an instant, the fireball, which was originally the size of a fist, had become as wide as an adult man, and it was still getting bigger...

The fireball was red with purple, and everyone present felt the heat coming directly from the fireball. Many people who had no cultivation even had their hair singed.

Even Feng Qing felt that the fireball was a little too big.

Was this a fireball released by a new disciple?

"It's ok, you can take it back."

"No... No, I can't take it back."

Di Yange was helpless.

Her current cultivation level is only the fifth level of Qi training.

Such a big fireball has drained all her spiritual power, how can she take it back.

Feng Qing saw Di Yange's swaying figure, and immediately used a thick layer of ice to defend in front of all the disciples.

With a bang, the fireball exploded directly, and the ice layer was completely cracked.

Feng Qing, who did not defend himself, was directly blown away, and all the disciples were also blown into dust, with buzzing in their ears.

"Senior brother, am I... passed this?"

Feng Qing stood up with a gloomy face and nodded his dark head: "Junior brother has learned very well."

After everyone came to their senses, they looked at Di Yange with complicated eyes.

Especially Feng Ximeng. Although she is the eldest princess of Nanyao Kingdom, she has come to where she is today step by step just like everyone else.

So she hates people like Di Yange who use connections more than anyone else.

How can a boy from the mountains use connections?

So a conspiracy was brewed by her maid.

Her maid, like her, is very qualified and has now become her junior sister.

On weekdays, Feng Ximeng will listen to her opinions on everything she does.

...

After returning to Yuemiao Peak, Di Yange met her cheap master.

The other party picked her up and flew her out of the sect without even giving her a chance to speak.

"Yan'er, where is your home? I'll take you home first."

After all, it was a promise, and Yi Yuehua wanted to help her complete it after recovering only a little strength.

Di Yange was still being carried, and said helplessly: "My home is not in this world."

Yi Yuehua was silent for a long time, and comforted: "You... don't be too sad. You still have me, and I will be your father from now on."

"You actually want to be my father? What a wishful thinking."

Di Yange was overlooking the beautiful scenery of the mortal world at night from high in the sky, looking at the various aspects of life under the lights in the sky, and suddenly found that this mortal world seemed to be quite good.

When I have time in the future, I can come and have a look.

Suddenly, Yi Yuehua brought her to a restaurant.

"I still owe you a meal."

That night, Di Yange had the most delicious meal since she came to this world, and she also packed up a bunch of delicacies.

Now, after eating and drinking, she felt that Yi Yuehua, who carried her to fly, became a better person.