Chapter 34 The Cat Just Wants to Be Quiet in Class
The days passed slowly, and Bai Qingchen's life remained unchanged. Studying and practicing occupied most of his time. Yoyo would complain from time to time that Bai Qingchen was becoming more and more like the big bad guy, and all he did was practice meditation.
Although Bai Qingchen practiced very hard, his cultivation level was still at the eighth level of Qi Refining, without any change.
In comparison, Lin Feng and Su Yue showed amazing talents.
Lin Feng was noticed by the head of Liuyun Peak and was almost designated as his personal disciple. He only had to go through the formalities of becoming his disciple after the disciple competition.
Su Yue studied under the third elder of Tianshu Peak, and was highly valued, and his attainments in the art of talismans became increasingly sophisticated.
The three of them often communicated through letters, in which they told about the interesting things they encountered or the funny things that happened when they were out on missions with their senior brothers and sisters.
However, it is difficult for the three of them to walk side by side without any worries like they did when they first joined the sect.
Whenever the three of them appeared, a large number of disciples would gather around to chat with them, and Bai Qingchen could only watch silently from outside the crowd.
When they walk together, they always attract some unfriendly looks.
"Tsk, it's that Five Spiritual Roots guy again. He's so lucky to have Junior Brother Lin and Junior Sister Su on his side."
"That's right. I heard he's just living a life of idleness and waiting to die at Hanyuan Peak, and his cultivation hasn't improved at all."
"I really don't know what Senior Brother Lin and the others are up to. They don't even feel embarrassed to bring such a burden with them."
"Shh, keep your voice down. We're good friends, but honestly, if it were me, I wouldn't have the nerve to get close to her..."
The sound is neither too high nor too low, just loud enough to be carried into the ears by the wind.
He was happy for his friend's current achievements, but the sense of disappointment that always followed him weighed heavily on him amidst the day-to-day comparisons and gossip.
He was like a tit that had strayed into a flock of cranes, feeling completely out of place.
This day's martial arts training ground.
The person in charge of teaching the new disciples the basic swordsmanship is Li Xiuyuan, a well-known Jindan-stage senior brother in the inner sect.
He has a handsome face and gentle manners, and is highly respected by his disciples.
The sun shone on the wide field paved with bluestone, swords flashed, and shouts were heard.
Bai Qingchen is also here. He is not here to learn sword, but to complete the observation and recording task assigned by Wendao Peak.
He tried his best to shrink into an inconspicuous corner and reduce his presence, but Li Xiuyuan's gaze was like a precise probe, sweeping through the crowd and finally landing on him.
"That junior brother,"
Li Xiuyuan's voice was gentle and with a smile, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Bai Qingchen.
"Why don't you come up on stage and join hands with me, senior brother, to demonstrate the breakdown and application of basic sword techniques to the new junior brothers and sisters?"
In an instant, all eyes were focused on him.
Some were curious, some were bewildered, and most were just there to enjoy the show. Everyone knew that Bai Qingchen from Hanyuan Peak was a Five Spiritual Roots Dan cultivator.
Asking him to go on stage and demonstrate with Senior Brother Li, a Jindan-stage sword cultivator, is simply making things difficult for him.
Bai Qingchen said calmly, "Brother, are you kidding me? You think too highly of me, a pill cultivator who hasn't even reached the foundation building stage. Do you think that someone like me can be your opponent, Brother Li?"
Li Xiuyuan was rejected by Bai Qingchen in public and lost face, but he couldn't get angry in front of everyone.
"Junior brother, you are quite sharp-tongued. I'm afraid you are not cultivating the way of alchemy but the way of talking."
Bai Qingchen didn't want to pay attention to him. Since the other party couldn't do anything to him, he could only vent his anger.
"Senior Brother Li!" Lin Feng's voice was loud and clear, with an unquestionable sharpness.
He hadn't known when he was standing beside Bai Qingchen, his tall figure like a barrier.
"Junior Brother Bai specializes in alchemy and has little experience in swordsmanship. If you would like someone to demonstrate with you, I, Lin Feng, a humble junior, would be happy to ask for your guidance!"
Lin Feng's eyes were burning as he stared at Li Xiuyuan on the stage. Although the long sword with lightning patterns wrapped around his waist was not unsheathed, a fierce aura rose from it.
There was an uproar in the place. Lin Feng actually went against Senior Brother Li for the sake of the Five Spiritual Roots.
The gentle smile on Li Xiuyuan's face froze slightly, and a sinister glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.
His original intention was to make that annoying boy lose face in front of everyone and crush his pitiful self-esteem.
As a result, not only was Bai Qingchen not affected, Lin Feng also began to protect him and jumped out directly.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Li Xiuyuan could not refuse Lin Feng's request.
He forced himself to maintain his composure, a smile returning to his lips, though it didn't reach his eyes. "Oh? Junior Brother Lin, if you're so inclined, I'll naturally accompany you. Today, I'll broaden the horizons of you, my junior brothers and sisters."
The two men stood in the center of the venue, each drew out their sword, and without any unnecessary nonsense, the sword flashed!
Li Xiuyuan's sword was as dense as spring rain, carrying the spiritual pressure unique to a Jindan stage cultivator. The sword's power unfolded, like an invisible net covering Lin Feng.
He obviously intended to teach a lesson, and his sword moves seemed basic, but they actually contained murderous intent.
Lin Feng's sword skills were powerful and lightning flashed, but he was not afraid at all.
The cultivation level of the late foundation building stage burst out with all its strength, and it actually withstood the spiritual power suppression of the early golden elixir stage.
The disciples below the stage were stunned and dared not breathe.
Senior Brother Lin Feng can actually fight back and forth with Senior Brother Li who is in the Jindan stage. He is so strong!
After a few moves, Li Xiuyuan became more and more frightened. He found that he could not quickly defeat this guy who was in the late stage of foundation building.
Lin Feng's sword had a strange toughness. With every collision, the violent thunder spiritual power made his arms numb slightly. What frightened him even more was the opponent's almost beast-like fighting instinct and grasp of timing.
After a long battle, Li Xiuyuan felt a little embarrassed. His eyes became fierce and his sword moves suddenly became ruthless. A green sword energy as condensed as a substance pierced Lin Feng's chest at an incredible speed, with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air. He had the intention to kill.
Lin Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he blocked the Lei Ji sword horizontally, and lightning suddenly surged all over his body!
"boom!"
There was a loud bang and a wave of air rolled.
Lin Feng was shocked and took three steps back. His face turned pale, his arm holding the sword trembled slightly, and blood oozed from his knuckles.
But he finally blocked it. He stood still, with the Thunder Sword pointing diagonally at the ground. The lightning on the sword body had not yet dissipated, and it made a low humming sound.
Li Xiuyuan also took a half step back, his face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.
He never expected that his full-strength sword attack would be blocked by a junior in the late foundation building stage!
Although the opponent was clearly at a disadvantage, he still lost the duel.
Lin Feng clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."
Li Xiuyuan suppressed his boiling anger and forced a very reluctant smile.
"Junior Brother Lin is indeed gifted, and the young generation is formidable."
Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, at the entrance of the martial arts arena, several monks dressed in dark and tight-fitting clothes with silver totems embroidered on their chests appeared silently like ghosts.
Their faces were cold and hard, their eyes were sharp as knives, and they exuded a cold and powerful aura.
He is a monk from the Law Enforcement Hall!
All the disciples in the field were startled, the noise disappeared instantly, and even their breathing became lighter.
The leading black-robed monk's gaze was as sharp as lightning, accurately locking onto Li Xiuyuan in the middle of the field. His voice was calm, yet clearly carried throughout the entire audience: "Brother Li Xiuyuan, please come with us."
The fake smile on Li Xiuyuan's face froze instantly, and a trace of imperceptible panic flashed in the depths of his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
He maintained his composure, even twitching the corners of his mouth. "I don't know why the Law Enforcement Hall wants to see me. What do you need my help investigating?"
"You'll know when you go there." The law enforcement monk's tone left no room for doubt.
Li Xiuyuan's heart sank. He guessed that he might not have cleaned up his mess and it was sniffed out by the hawks of the Law Enforcement Hall.
He forced himself to remain calm, straightened his slightly disheveled collar, and scanned the entire room.
When his gaze swept across Bai Qingchen at the edge of the crowd, his eyes instantly became extremely resentful and cold, like a poisoned ice cone, piercing Bai Qingchen fiercely.
It’s all because of this loser. If it weren’t for him, how could I have been humiliated by Lin Feng in public.
How could I let the bastards from the Law Enforcement Hall get hold of anything? The humiliation I suffered today will be repaid a hundredfold in the future.
Li Xiuyuan retracted his gaze, straightened his back, and said calmly to the law enforcement monk: "Okay, I'll go with you."
He stepped down from the martial arts stage, and the crowd automatically parted a path like a tide.
Li Xiuyuan held his head high, trying hard to maintain his composure, but his back revealed a stiffness that was like a spent force.
It was not until his figure disappeared at the entrance of the martial arts field that the dead silence suddenly exploded!
"What's going on? Why did the Law Enforcement Hall take Senior Brother Li away?"
"Senior Brother Li is such a nice person, is there something wrong?"
"Bullshit! I've always thought he was fake! He must have done something wrong!"
"Impossible? Senior Brother Li always takes good care of us..."
"You can only know a person's face but not his heart. Wait and see the announcement from the Law Enforcement Hall!"
The martial arts arena was in chaos. Bai Qingchen stood at the edge of the noise, feeling cold all over. Li Xiuyuan's last resentful look was like a leech attached to his bones, chilling his heart.
He knew the trouble was far from over.
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