Zhong Ling immediately looked embarrassed and quickly took a step back to avoid Wan Feiyu's hand.
"Senior brother, I don't think that's necessary. Before we came to the library, Master already gave instructions that I can choose the cultivation method myself!"
Seeing this, Wan Feiyu immediately felt humiliated. After all, he was the senior disciple of Qingsong Peak, while the person in front of him was just a newcomer to the sect. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have spoken to him in this tone.
Thinking of this, Wan Feiyu couldn't help but turn cold and make a threatening remark.
"Junior Sister, that's not how it works, Senior Brother. Taking you there isn't for any other reason than... Besides, you'll need to come back to buy pills for your cultivation in the future, won't you? Our Green Pine Peak will..."
Wan Feiyu smiled, but he didn't say what he meant. However, everyone around him showed a look of disgust.
Just then, Xiao Feng followed Zhao Yuwei into the crowd. Xiao Feng keenly noticed the token on Zhao Yuwei's waist, which flashed.
"Senior sister, what does this mean?"
Seeing her badge flashing, Zhao Yuwei sighed helplessly.
"Our time in this library is almost up. If you want to stay longer, you'll need to pay spirit stones again!"
Xiao Feng then understood the purpose of the waist tag. He had thought it was just for show, but now it seemed to be to control the time he spent there.
That's absolutely outrageous!
Xiao Feng dared not be negligent, and the two of them ignored the conflict in between. At this moment, they had only one goal: to stop paying money.
A moment later, the two squeezed in front of the spirit-testing stone. Upon seeing Xiao Feng and the other person, Wan Feiyu became even more displeased. He temporarily abandoned the junior sister in front of him and turned to look at Xiao Feng and the other person.
"Oh? Isn't this Qingfeng's senior sister? And this is your junior brother?"
Looking at the unfriendly-looking guy, Zhao Yuwei frowned. Before she could speak, Wan Feiyu continued to complain.
"Senior Sister Zhao, I seem to remember that this new disciple of Qingfeng has mixed spiritual roots. In his entire life, he will probably only reach the peak of the mid-stage of Qi Refining. Why waste his time here?"
The people around him also showed a mocking expression. They had obviously heard that a disciple with mixed spiritual roots had come to the sect and had successfully passed the test of the Heavenly Ladder. Most importantly, he was the first to pass.
They all wanted to know who this legendary figure was, but now it seemed he wasn't as powerful as they had imagined; his mixed spiritual root was indeed real.
Zhao Yuwei stood directly in front of Xiao Feng, displaying the domineering demeanor of a senior sister.
"These are Qingfeng disciples; it's none of your business to interfere!"
Wan Feiyu then continued to speak.
"Senior Sister Zhao, don't be angry. How about this, I'll cover your expenses at the library today!"
Wan Feiyu put on an air of wealth and power, after all, his Qingsong Peak was known for its alchemy, so naturally they had plenty of spirit stones in their pockets.
However, although Zhao Yuwei didn't have many spirit stones, she couldn't throw away her dignity. Upon hearing this, she immediately revealed a cold expression and spoke to Xiao Feng.
"Ignore him!"
Xiao Feng smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to test his strength, Wan Feiyu blocked his way.
Xiao Feng was thoroughly annoyed and forced out a remark.
"A good dog doesn't block the way!"
Upon hearing this, Wan Feiyu's expression changed, and he pointed at Xiao Feng's nose and started cursing.
"What did you say, you little brat? You think I won't slap you?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuwei couldn't help but whisper a reminder.
"You'd better think this through. If you mess with our sect's junior brother, and my master doesn't chase you around the entire sect ten times when he gets back, I'm not a Zhao!"
Those around couldn't help but laugh, after all, they knew the way Qingfeng Peak Master Yan Yun did all too well.
For the sake of his sect's reputation, he relentlessly pursued and beat several disciples for two whole days, only stopping when he had them exhausted and swollen from head to toe.
Within this sect, naturally no one dared to provoke Qingfeng, for everyone was afraid of such a protective master.
Seeing Zhao Yuwei like this, Wan Feiyu was somewhat on the verge of losing his composure.
"Didn't you hear what he said? He insulted me first!"
Xiao Feng, on the contrary, said something leisurely.
"The disciples present can all testify that I did not name names. I was just afraid that someone would take it personally, belittle themselves, and think of themselves as a dog!"
The room erupted in uproar. It was unexpected that this disciple with mixed spiritual roots, while not very skilled in martial arts, was quite good at talking.
Seeing the mocking figures around him, Wan Feiyu was somewhat dissatisfied and immediately attacked Xiao Feng.
When Zhao Yuwei saw this, she was about to stop him when she discovered that Xiao Feng had moved instantly.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuwei seemed to have no intention of continuing.
Wan Feiyu soared into the sky, then prepared to smash into Xiao Feng again. Xiao Feng silently closed his eyes, recalling a fragment of the "Azure Sea Waves Fist".
Almost instantly, Xiao Feng dodged the attack again and then shouted out.
"The Sound of Waves in the Azure Sea"
The next second, Xiao Feng's fist, accompanied by the sound of waves, landed squarely on Wan Feiyu's buttocks.
Wan Feiyu was like a cannonball, crashing straight into the floor of the library.
Seeing that entire face slammed to the ground, everyone present couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
"Is this still a disciple with mixed spiritual roots? He subdued the senior brother of Green Pine Peak with just one move?"
"Who says otherwise! It seems that alchemists can't compare to swordsmen. Money is useless. After practicing alchemy for so many years and accumulating so much money, all you get is to be beaten up?"
The people around him began to ridicule him. Wan Feiyu quickly got up, his nose was red and swollen, and he had developed a mustache.
"Bullshit! I was completely unprepared for him. If I had been prepared, he would have been killed by now!"
Those around couldn't help but chuckle to themselves upon hearing this.
He started to have some doubts in his mind.
A surprise attack without warning?
Who would believe that if I told them?
No one cared whether Wan Feiyu was prepared or not; they only cared about one thing: the senior disciple of Qingsong Peak had been thrown face-first into the dirt by a junior disciple with mixed spiritual roots who had only been cultivating for a day.
Wan Feiyu turned to look at Zhao Yuwei beside him and couldn't help but continue speaking fiercely.
"You people from the peak beat me up today, how are we going to settle this!"
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