Immortal Lord Yuanfeng now deeply regrets his own keen hearing and sharp eyesight.
He heard every single discussion among the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect.
This made him feel even more ashamed.
Originally, they wanted to have a fight to show off their muscles, or to let their disciples know that they were not the only ones who could dominate the world.
Unexpectedly, not only did he fail to show off his muscles, he also got outplayed.
At the same time, it did teach his own disciples that they could not be arrogant, but the blow was simply too great.
Judging from their dejected and listless appearance, the blow they suffered was probably beyond their tolerance.
Yuanfeng Immortal Lord smiled wryly and said to Ye Feng, "Young friend, this disciple of yours is truly astonishingly talented; he has really broadened our horizons."
Ye Feng said with dissatisfaction, "It's so-so, the performance is only barely satisfactory."
Immortal Lord Yuanfeng was lucky not to spit out a mouthful of blood.
You call it so-so after an instant kill? That's a whole realm higher! Can you really kill your opponent in one move while being a realm higher?
Ye Feng stood up and said, "Haitang, your broken spear technique is fine, but your eyesight didn't keep up. Your opponent's thrust seemed flawless, but it clearly had a moment of charging up. During that charging up, you could have delivered a fatal blow. Yet you insisted on waiting for your opponent to make their move before attacking their strongest point. Are you getting cocky?"
Although Haitang wasn't embarrassed by Ye Feng's direct critique, she still felt a little ashamed that her junior uncle had pointed out her shortcomings.
She hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Junior Uncle. I will keep it in mind."
"Jing Lei's performance was commendable, but he still has some shortcomings in the micro-management of spiritual energy. He will go back to the kitchen to take charge of starting the fire."
"Jinghong, your Tai Chi sword technique is more about form than substance, and it's somewhat superficial. I'm punishing you to go back and practice the spiral spin ascension to heaven 30,000 times, so you can really feel what a circle is."
Ye Feng's comments, both positive and negative, left Yuanfeng Immortal Lord listening in a daze.
He thought to himself, "How come I, a dignified Grand Luo Golden Immortal at a high level, couldn't see the flaws you mentioned?"
While thinking to himself, he said aloud, "Young friend, why don't you also give your critiques of my sect's disciples?"
Ye Feng shook his head and said, "My comments on my sect's disciples are based on my understanding of them and the cultivation techniques they practice. I am not familiar with your sect's disciples or your sect's cultivation techniques, so how can I comment on them?"
Yuanfeng Immortal Lord said, "Young friend, just say whatever you see. I am willing to offer another one-legged golden crow egg."
Ye Feng looked at the Lingbo Sect disciples but didn't speak. Instead, he kept rubbing his chin with his thumb and forefinger, as if he was thinking.
Seeing his expression, how could Yuanfeng Immortal Lord not understand what he meant?
Two.
Ye Feng put his hand down and said, "Since the Immortal Lord is so kind, then I'll say a few more words. If I say anything wrong, just take it as a joke."
"In my opinion, your sect's disciples have two fatal problems."
Immortal Lord Yuanfeng was taken aback. A fatal problem? Two more? How come I didn't see either of them?
Ye Feng continued, "The first fatal problem is their mentality. Although they didn't underestimate their opponents and came out with deadly moves, they only treated their opponents as opponents. How could they go all out if they did that?"
"The second issue is the cultivation method. I'm not sure if this is true or not, but please take my word for it. In my opinion, this cultivation method doesn't have any major problems, but its philosophy is somewhat at odds with mine. The philosophy of this cultivation method seems to be that it is perfect and flawless, emphasizing completeness without any shortcomings. However, there is a saying in my hometown: 'Completeness in every aspect is the same as being in nowhere.' After all, cultivation methods are practiced by people, and people will have shortcomings and focuses. The founder of the cultivation method may be perfectly aligned with it, but these disciples may not be."
Immortal Lord Yuanfeng carefully pondered Ye Feng's words, comparing them with those of his other disciples, and found them increasingly reasonable.
Ye Feng continued, "Adapting to local conditions and individual differences is very necessary in my opinion. For example, among my Sword Sect disciples, those with an impatient temperament should practice fast sword techniques, emphasizing offense over defense, while those with a slow temperament should practice slow sword techniques, emphasizing stillness over movement and defense over offense. Only in this way can the advantages of the techniques be maximized."
Click!
Yuanfeng Immortal Lord felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck his head.
The reason he hadn't contacted the sects in the lower realms for over 20,000 years was that he was thinking about how to improve the strength of the sect disciples.
The disciples who ascended to the upper realm and arrived in Lingbo City, although their cultivation level was no worse than others, did not have much of an advantage in combat power compared to rogue cultivators. This strange phenomenon almost made him go bald.
"Adapt to local conditions and consider individual circumstances..."
As he repeated these eight words over and over, Immortal Lord Yuanfeng felt as if he had been enlightened.
He's the one who's blind to what's right under his nose.
He created the technique, and while he might not be invincible among his peers, he was certainly among the top five.
This meant he never doubted the existence of any problems with his own cultivation technique.
After Ye Feng's reminder, he understood that the key to the problem was not the cultivation method, nor the disciple's lack of effort, but entirely the suitability.
After dusting off his clothes, Immortal Lord Yuanfeng solemnly bowed.
"Fellow immortal's words have enlightened me, and I would like to offer two more single-legged golden crow eggs as a token of my gratitude."
Ye Feng smiled inwardly, finding the person in front of him quite interesting.
At first, he was called Master Ye, which was just a code name, no different from any Tom, Dick, or Harry.
Later they became "little friends," which means intentionally befriending someone who thinks highly of you.
Now that they've become fellow immortals, it means they've elevated themselves to the same level as him.
Ye Feng did not refuse Immortal Lord Yuanfeng's offer, but he did not dwell on the matter. Instead, he asked directly, "For the aptitude package of your sect's disciples, does Immortal Lord prefer the normal or special one?"
Immortal Lord Yuanfeng was taken aback and asked in return, "What are the normal effects, and what are the special effects of the special ones?"
Ye Feng introduced the dishes with great familiarity: "The normal ones are the delicacies you ate at the mountain retreat, which are all about color, aroma and taste. This set meal can improve your overall cultivation aptitude by about 25% in a short period of time. The special ones are more special. Most people may not be able to accept them, but they can improve the aptitude of your sect's disciples by about 35% in a short period of time."
"Does the special package have any side effects?"
Ye Feng chuckled and said, "No, it's just that the ingredients are a bit special. Most people would probably vomit just looking at them, let alone eat them. But although the ingredients are a bit ugly, the effect is top-notch, and the taste is excellent."
Immortal Lord Yuanfeng waved his hand and said, "How can we cultivators be mere mortals who only scratch the surface? We need a special package."
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