A kind heart cannot command an army, nor can a righteous heart manage finances.
To be honest, Ye Feng himself couldn't do it at all.
They gave Cheng Tianyang ten thousand drops of Soul-Soothing Water, but it turned into a vortex and dissipated in the blink of an eye.
Even if those thousands of people were killed, it would only be a judgment based on the moral standards of the previous life.
But these thousand people are all living beings, living beings with flesh and blood and thoughts, just like myself.
Moreover, he killed them without them being able to resist...
The fate of others today may well be the result of our own actions.
But by bearing this sin myself, I can reduce the danger for those around me.
"call...."
Ye Feng's clone let out a long breath, looking at the crimson array rising before him, and the hundreds of Heavenly Demon Sect cultivators surrounding it.
The knot in my heart eased a little.
The Blood Demon Lord, clad in black armor, floated down from the sky.
A piercing, ear-piercing laugh echoed in all directions.
"What a coincidence! We've run into Divine Eye True Lord here again! How about we have a friendly spar?"
My armor is perfect for countering your mental attacks. You think you can beat me like last time? Not so easy! Hehehe..."
Ye Feng looked at the Blood Demon Venerable, who was identical to an armored warrior, and spoke expressionlessly.
"Blood Demon Venerable, you are the worst of the worst. After this fight, you have to pay me five million high-grade spirit stones. Otherwise, don't blame me for making your life miserable!"
Huh? What does that mean?
I have sect disciples setting up a grand formation, armor for defense, and the Styx Pearl for attack. Does he really think he can escape?
The battle proceeded quickly.
Less than five minutes later, the battle ended with Ye Feng self-destructing his Nascent Soul, resulting in the loss of three Nascent Soul cultivators and fifty Golden Core cultivators for the Heavenly Demon Sect.
However, the Blood Demon Venerable was completely bewildered.
He's dead already? Nothing was dropped? What about his magical artifact?
I won? Now I can go and retake the territories of the Luoshui Sect and the Black Cloud Sect?
Looking at the dead Nascent Soul elders, the Blood Demon Venerable felt both that he had won and that he hadn't.
I felt like I was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Hopefully, the items from the Penglai Sect can somewhat compensate for the losses..."
"Let's go! Board the flying boat and head to the Penglai Sect!"
...
In the void, Tian Juezi, dressed in white, emerged from his hiding place.
His furrowed brows finally turned into deep apprehension.
"As expected... it really is the Five Elements Sect's inheritance."
Ye Feng might possess the Five Elements Spiritual Root; this was something he had known for a long time.
However, the Five Elements Spiritual Root and the Five Elements Sect Successor are two different concepts.
If he could kill Ye Feng with a single blow, he certainly wouldn't hesitate.
But now... all we can do is befriend them.
On Mount Penglai, Ye Feng silently circulated his magic, regenerating his nascent soul.
His cultivation level, which had been at the ninth level, had returned to the peak of the eighth level.
However, this amount of magical power had almost no impact on his cultivation level.
Normally, there is also a weakening of the affinity perception for the laws.
However, it was of little use to him, who also possessed divine eyes.
Moreover, he still has the nine-layered Chaos Golden Body, so even if his Qi Refining cultivation drops to the early Nascent Soul stage, it won't be a big problem.
Having already improved his cultivation by nine levels, he doesn't need to break through again.
With the current cultivation conditions on Mount Penglai, it should take about six months to recover.
He wasn't in a hurry to get promoted back.
Ye Feng sat in his room, drinking one glass of wine after another. The strong alcohol made his neck turn red, even for someone with his cultivation level.
This was brewed using the wine delivered by the Golden Lion King, after the system broke down the raw materials and re-exchanged them.
Everything he didn't recognize was discarded, and he only used the remaining spiritual liquid and spiritual fruit.
Although it wasn't as fragrant as the cup he brought.
But after being stored in the cultivation space for several years, it's quite intoxicating...
Although we just had a big battle and vented our anger,
But the knot in my heart doesn't dissipate so easily.
The horrific scene of broken bones and severed intestines is still vivid in my mind.
If there is a hell in this world, I probably won't be able to go to heaven.
With a creak, the door opened, and Mu Yufeng, who had been busy all day, finally returned home to rest.
Suddenly, his eyes widened as he stared at Ye Feng, who was holding a wine glass in front of him at the table.
"You're back?"
Ye Feng, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, greeted him with a smile.
"Sit down and have a couple of drinks with me!"
Mu Yufeng turned around, closed the door, and then unlocked all the restrictions on the room.
With a mix of excitement and trepidation, she walked gracefully toward Ye Feng.
"This wine is quite strong; you'll need to dilute it with some spiritual water before you can drink it!"
Ye Feng took out another wine pot containing spiritual water and poured a cup of fruit wine into it.
He shook it twice, poured out a glass, and handed it to Mu Yufeng.
After drinking half a pot of wine, both of them were already tipsy.
Ye Feng propped his forehead with one hand, while his other hand's little finger gently scraped against Mu Yufeng's palm.
"You're drunk. If I make unreasonable demands now, wouldn't that be taking advantage of you?"
"Brother Ye... you're the one who's... drunk. Since that's the case, let me take advantage of you!"
After Mu Yufeng finished speaking, she took another sip of her drink, walked directly to Ye Feng, pushed open his arms, and sat on his lap.
He cupped Ye Feng's face in his hands and poured the wine down his throat, mouth to mouth.
This wine was much lighter than the one he usually drank.
However, it tasted sweeter when it came to Mu Yufeng's mouth.
After feeding him the wine, Mu Yufeng hugged Ye Feng and started munching on him like she was eating a ginseng fruit.
A breathless whisper reached Ye Feng's ear.
"Brother Ye...you can't run away again tonight...I want you so badly......"
The wine was flowing freely, and the mood was just right.
Ye Feng simply used both hands to remove the long dress from her body.
After drinking, Mu Yufeng became much bolder, meeting Ye Feng's greedy gaze, and even puffed out her chest and leaned forward.
At the same time, he kept grabbing and groping, starting to pry at Ye Feng...
The battleground between the two gradually shifted from the living room.
As the alcohol took effect, Mu Yufeng began to spout lewd remarks.
"Great! That feels good... Brother Ye... I miss the days when you would examine me..."
"Hiss... Ah, I... I finally don't have to hold it in anymore, I want to scream it out..."
"Brother Ye... I... I'm so happy, so blessed."
........
Nothing was said that night.
Ye Feng arrived at the sect leader's main hall feeling refreshed.
Yang Xueling, Xiao Xuan, Li Qinghe, Mu Xue Zhenren, Yang Dan
Several people were present.
Upon seeing Ye Feng, everyone looked at him with worried eyes.
Are you alright?
Ye Feng was still clearly intoxicated, so Xiao Xuan handed him a cup of tea.
Before he could drink it, Yang Xueling spoke up.
"You don't need to feel guilty about the deaths of those scum. Even if you don't lift a finger, I'll find a way to clean it up!"
Having only been the sect leader for a few days, Yang Xueling already possessed a unique aura.
Everyone knows what happened at the mine.
No one opposed Ye Feng's decision.
It's understandable that people are worried about him bearing such a cruel burden alone.
Especially in Penglai now, he is the only pillar.
"Senior Sister Bamboo Sword has come to join you. Please take some time to visit her!"
Everyone was very busy these past few days, and Li Qinghe only managed to catch a glimpse of him from afar outside the mine.
In this situation, she felt that the bamboo sword was a better solution.
Although she was already a Golden Core cultivator, the bamboo sword cultivator was only at the Foundation Establishment stage.
But when it comes to giving advice,
Senior Sister Bamboo Sword has a better solution.
After all, she had decades of experience in the mortal world, and she understood people's hearts and things much better than I did.
As Li Qinghe finished speaking, everyone turned to look at her.
Even Ye Feng touched his nose.
"Um... well, let's go another time. Also, please ask for a day off for Mu Yufeng today..."
"There's something even more important: it's best not to send any disciples out today..."
As they were talking, Ye Feng turned his gaze outside, and Yang Xueling also stood up with a solemn expression.
"They've arrived! Looks like we don't need to bother anymore."
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