Before even reaching the residence of the menial disciples, Zhao Yuwei swallowed hard.
It smells so good!
Did the junior brother cook?
Following the scent, Zhao Yuwei entered the thatched hut.
Sure enough, a roasted wild rabbit was emitting a wonderfully fragrant aroma.
"Junior Brother!"
Zhao Yuwei suddenly shouted, startling Xiao Feng so much that he jumped up from the spot.
Upon seeing who it was, his face lit up with surprise.
"Senior sister? Did Master send you down the mountain?"
Zhao Yuwei shook her head, feeling genuinely puzzled as to why Yan Yun was so resistant to Xiao Feng.
"No, I was just worried you wouldn't be used to it, so I came down to check. I didn't expect to have such a big appetite; I came down and found you cooking!"
Xiao Feng smiled and picked up the roasted rabbit.
"Senior sister, you brought these back on your way down the mountain. Want to try some?"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Yuwei skillfully sat down at the table, grabbed the rabbit from Xiao Feng's hand, and prepared to eat it.
Just as she was about to take a bite, Zhao Yuwei paused for a moment.
"Junior brother, how about we send some to Master?"
Zhao Yuwei thought Xiao Feng's cooking skills were excellent, and if Yan Yun ate it, she might fall in love with Xiao Feng.
At that time, Xiao Feng will be able to return to his position as a formal disciple!
Great idea!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuwei spoke directly to Xiao Feng.
"Come on, follow me up the mountain!"
Xiao Feng's eyes darted around. Although he felt that Zhao Yuwei's words made some sense, he thought of Yan Yun's attitude towards him.
A sudden panic gripped my heart!
Master?
Demon!
Seeing Xiao Feng's hesitation, Zhao Yuwei couldn't help but urge him on.
"What are you still standing there for? Do you want to stay at the foot of the mountain for the rest of your life?"
Xiao Feng thought about it carefully for a while and felt that it was indeed a solution.
Although he was unwilling to stay on the mountain by relying on unorthodox methods, he could not stay in the residence of this menial disciple for long.
With Zhao Yuwei's encouragement, the two quickly packed their food into a food box and headed straight for the mountain peak.
Yan Yun felt displeased the moment she saw her beloved disciple descend the mountain.
Just as I was about to go down the mountain to look for them, I discovered that the two people were coming back up with the box.
"Who let you up here?"
Yan Yun let out a sound and quickly drew the sword from her waist.
"Don't you know the sect's rules that handymen disciples are not allowed to go up the mountain at will?"
Sect rules?
Xiao Feng sighed inwardly.
I'm not one to follow the rules!
When Xiao Feng saw the face in front of him, he felt somewhat depressed.
no,
Is she sick?
Why are you targeting me?
However, since the person in front of him was his nominal master, he still had to show him the respect due to his position.
Before he could even speak, Zhao Yuwei, who was standing to the side, began to explain.
"Master, your junior brother has prepared some food and brought it up for you to try!"
Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Master, I don't have any other skills, but I'm an absolute master at cooking. Why don't you try it?"
Unorthodox methods!
Yan Yun held Xiao Feng in utter contempt.
Why don't you devote yourself to cultivation?
Always thinking about these crooked and unethical things!
No wonder the sect was in such a mess in just two months.
This is absolutely outrageous!
Do you still want to go up the mountain and become a formal disciple?
Nonsense!
No matter what we try, it won't work!
Yan Yun had already made up her mind, especially now that Xiao Feng had chosen this method to stay on the mountain.
Yan Yun looked down on her even more.
People like that should stay at the foot of the mountain for the rest of their lives!
Being a menial disciple is too good for him!
"Good skills? The Spirit Sword Sect has no shortage of good skills!"
Seeing that her master was still in the same state, Zhao Yuwei quickly stepped forward and tried to smooth things over with a smile.
"Master, please try it. I've tasted my junior brother's cooking before, and I'd love to eat it again!"
Yan Yun's gaze pierced Zhao Yuwei like a sword, something she had never done before.
Zhao Yuwei was her most beloved disciple, whom she had cherished dearly before.
But things are different now!
Xiao Feng, you brat!
snort!
Do you eat this often?
The cold voice rang out, and Zhao Yuwei was taken aback at first, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard it.
"Yes, Master, the food is quite good. It would be a good thing to be a menial disciple and cook on the mountain!"
"No wonder it interfered with my cultivation!"
A sarcastic voice came out, and Zhao Yuwei shrank her neck, feeling a chill in her heart.
What's wrong with Master?
Has she been possessed?
In Zhao Yuwei's memory, Yan Yunke had never done anything like this before. Why was she so mean now that Xiao Feng had come?
That's strange!
But Yan Yun remained kind to him...
For a moment, a myriad of thoughts swirled in Zhao Yuwei's mind, and Yan Yun's voice rang out again.
"If you delay your cultivation again in the future, don't blame me for disowning you!"
Zhao Yuwei blushed and spoke.
"Master, I was wrong!"
Whether it was right or wrong, Yan Yun didn't care. Instead, she turned her gaze back to Xiao Feng.
"Put your things down, you can go down the mountain now!"
It's happening again!
Xiao Feng placed the food box on the ground with a sullen expression, then quickly turned and walked down the mountain.
As he walked, he recalled the time when he first met Yan Yun, who had begged him to come up the mountain and become her disciple.
How come they're not even as good as a servant now?
What's the logic behind this?
Before he had taken two steps, Xiao Feng heard the sound of chopping wood.
Are people still cutting down green bamboo?
Xiao Feng already harbored a nameless rage, and now that someone had come to vent their anger, he naturally wouldn't let it go.
I'd like to see who it is!
Looking at the outer formation that had been forcibly broken open, and the disciples chopping bamboo as if no one else was around.
Xiao Feng was furious!
That's incredibly audacious!
A moment later, the Flowing Light Sword appeared directly in his hand, its dazzling light stunning the servant disciples.
"Who gave you permission to cut down the bamboo?"
As he spoke, a wisp of sword energy was unleashed, striking the feet of the menial disciples with deadly force.
A long ravine appeared before them.
The disciples were terrified; they had never seen such a terrifying method before.
"I...we..."
Before he could finish speaking, a fiery voice rang out.
"How dare you!" A red figure landed slowly afterward: "Killing Ning Zimo wasn't enough, now you're bullying other disciples?"
"You little brat, are you trying to defy the heavens?"
The speaker was Ouyang Lie, who was known for his fiery temper. Naturally, he began to make accusations before even investigating the cause of the matter.
Xiao Feng really stole the show in the main hall today, making the elders suffer a setback.
Now that there's an opportunity to seize on Xiao Feng's weakness, Ouyang Lie naturally won't let it pass.
You're asking for death!
I'll play along!
"Elder Ouyang, it's them..."
Xiao Feng wanted to explain, but Ouyang Lie's face was full of anger.
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