Upon hearing the name Ye Feng, the group of servants were all taken aback, and even the old man in charge cast a surprised glance at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng joined the Xuanji Sect less than a month ago, and went from being a menial servant to a formal disciple. Moreover, he skipped the outer disciple level and became a higher-level inner disciple.
Therefore, in the eyes of these menial servants, Ye Feng had become a legend.
"So it's Lord Ye Feng. I am Chen Hewei, the steward of miscellaneous tasks, in charge of these ten spirit stalls. I didn't know you came here, Lord Ye..."
Chen Hewei paused here, glancing cautiously at Ye Feng.
Night Wind said, "I accepted a mission from the Good Deeds Hall and came here to treat the injuries and illnesses of your spirit pigs. Now bring me all the spirit pigs that need treatment, and I will examine and treat them one by one."
"Yes, sir!"
Chen Hewei nodded quickly and went with the servants to drive away the spirit pigs.
Before long, one after another, plump, white spirit pigs were driven over here.
Although these spirit pigs looked very clean, they were still livestock and had an unpleasant odor.
But the night wind didn't care.
He raised his right hand and placed it on the spirit pig in front of him, transferring his true energy to examine it.
Seeing this, the servants and stewards around Chen Hewei began to whisper among themselves.
"As expected of Lord Ye, who came from a humble background, he has no airs at all and is not afraid of getting dirty or tired."
"Yes, Lord Ye is much better than the disciple who came to treat the spirit pig before."
"The disciples who came to treat the spirit pig before just gave it some random herbs and remedies, and they all stayed far away and didn't want to touch the spirit pig at all."
"They're both martial artists, so why is there such a huge difference between them?"
Night Wind heard everything the servants around him said.
But he didn't care at all and continued to concentrate on treating the spirit pigs in front of him.
Just then, a martial artist flew through the air, but then flew back and landed not far from Ye Feng.
"Are you Ye Feng? Are you here to treat the spirit pig too?" the inner disciple of the Xuanji Sect asked.
“That’s right,” Ye Feng said.
"It seems I'm not the only one who offended Luo Mengxuan, hahaha..." the inner disciple laughed loudly.
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng knew that this inner disciple had offended Luo Mengxuan just like him, which was why Luo Mengxuan had assigned him the task of taking care of the spirit pigs and sent him over to serve them.
Seeing Ye Feng treating the spirit pigs without minding the dirt or the hard work, the outer disciple said earnestly, "Ye Feng, you're taking this too seriously. These spirit pigs are livestock waiting to be slaughtered. You don't need to treat them so meticulously. Just take a look and give them some herbs or something."
"How I treat myself is my own business, so there's no need for this senior brother to worry about it," Ye Feng said calmly.
"Hmph, you can't reason with a damned devil."
The martial artist snorted coldly and flew away.
The night breeze was not annoyed by his words and remained calm and composed.
Before I knew it, a whole day had passed.
Night Breeze cured the illnesses of hundreds of spirit pigs. He glanced at the setting sun, clapped his hands, stood up, and cast a purification spell on himself.
Ye Feng's clothes, which had been tainted with the scent from treating the spirit pig, instantly became clean and odorless.
"I'll come again tomorrow," Night Wind said to the servants.
Hearing that Ye Feng would come again tomorrow, the servants were overjoyed, and the leader, Chen Hewei, couldn't stop smiling.
After all, the more spirit pigs Ye Feng cures, the fewer spirit pigs will die from illness in the future. This means that the more spirit pigs they raise and raise, the better their results will be.
The better their grades, the more benefits they receive.
That's why they were so excited and thrilled.
The next day, news of Ye Feng going to the spirit railing on Qingyao Peak to take care of the spirit pig spread throughout the entire Xuanji Sect.
This is nothing earth-shattering, just a trivial matter at most, yet the news spread so quickly, it's obvious that someone is deliberately stirring things up behind the scenes.
Night Wind knew perfectly well who the person with ulterior motives was, but he simply couldn't be bothered to care.
The other party did this to ruin his reputation and humiliate him, but he didn't care at all.
It was already noon, and Ye Feng was still tending to the spirit pigs in the pen, treating the sick ones.
Suddenly, a large flock of outer disciples flew over in a flurry, looking like a mixed bunch of birds.
These outer disciples, standing in the air and looking down, saw Ye Feng weaving through the pigs and immediately burst into laughter.
"Look everyone, that guy Ye Feng is really raising pigs!"
"He is treating the spirit pig."
"They're all the same, there's no difference!"
"From now on, let's call him the Pig King!"
"The title 'Spirit Pig Saint Hand' is quite good too!"
"Absolutely! Absolutely!"
The outer disciples mocked Ye Feng from the air, while the many servants on the ground cast worried glances at him.
On one hand, they were worried that Ye Feng might get angry and fight with the outer disciples; on the other hand, they were worried that Ye Feng would leave in a huff and stop treating the spirit pig.
After all, there are still hundreds of sick spirit pigs in the spirit enclosure waiting for him to treat them. If Ye Feng gives up halfway and leaves, most of those spirit pigs will die from their illness.
To their surprise, Ye Feng ignored the sarcastic remarks of the outer disciples in the air and did not respond at all.
"Night Wind, why don't you speak? Are you ashamed to speak?"
"You offended Senior Sister Luo, so you deserve this fate!"
"Master Pig Farmer, Pig King, please take a look at us!"
"This guy doesn't dare to look people in the eye; he's clearly too ashamed to show his face!"
"Hahahaha..."
Suddenly, a graceful figure flew over from afar, and as soon as she arrived, she shouted, "What are you doing here! This is a sacred place, a place you can come and go as you please! Get out of here, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
The person who arrived was none other than Zi Yue.
Zi Yue clenched her fists and gave the outer disciples a furious scolding, leaving them unable to lift their heads.
But there were also some tough guys among them who dared to talk back to Ziyue.
"What does our mockery of Ye Feng have to do with you, Senior Sister Zi Yue? Why are you protecting him, Senior Sister Zi Yue?" the disciple shouted.
With this person taking the lead, the others followed suit and started making a fuss.
"That's right, this has nothing to do with you, Senior Sister!"
"A dignified inner disciple is here taking care of a spirit pig, what's wrong with us making a laugh?"
"Senior Sister Ziyue, you're being too nosy!"
Zi Yue flew into a rage and flew over, slapping each of the outer disciples across the face.
These outer disciples were all furious, but dared not retaliate against Zi Yue.
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