Chapter 48 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (13)
On this day, Feng Ziang was cleaning the spirit beast enclosure and saw He Yushu from a distance.
He was delighted and immediately dropped the tools in his hands and ran towards He Yushu.
"Senior Brother He!" Feng Ziang called out enthusiastically, with a barely perceptible hint of coquettishness in his tone.
He Yushu paused, his cold eyes fell on Feng Ziang, and he frowned slightly.
Although he was still indifferent, he did not turn around and leave immediately like before.
"Brother He, I heard that there is a spiritual vein in the back mountain. I wonder if it is true?" Feng Ziang struck while the iron was hot and asked casually.
He Yushu glanced at him calmly and said, "There is indeed a spiritual vein, but outer disciples are not allowed to get close to it." After saying that, he did not stay and left.
Although He Yushu's answer was brief, it was an unexpected gain for Feng Ziang.
He looked at He Yushu's departing back, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was secretly thinking about something in his heart.
Late at night, Feng Zi sat cross-legged in his room, practicing his skills and absorbing the spiritual energy accumulated during the day.
He felt that the spiritual power in his body was growing rapidly, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the late stage of Qi Refining.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "It's time..." He stood up and walked to the window, pushed it open, looked at the dark night sky, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Lin Xiao..."
The outer disciples arranged a small spiritual power test competition. The prizes were some precious cultivation resources, which were enough to allow the disciples in the Qi Refining Stage to reach a higher level of cultivation.
They deliberately talked loudly about the competition in front of Feng Ziang, showing off their own strength, and their words were full of provocation, just waiting to see Feng Ziang's cowardly look.
"With his background as a casual cultivator, he dares to compete with us? I'm afraid he doesn't even have the courage to get on stage!" Lin Xiao said sarcastically, and there was laughter all around.
Liu Xuan covered her mouth and chuckled, but her eyes showed a hint of expectation. She wanted to know how Feng Ziang would respond.
Feng Ziang heard their conversation, but just smiled, walked to the registration desk, and wrote down his name without hesitation.
His action was like a huge rock falling into a calm lake, instantly causing thousands of waves.
The outer disciples who were waiting to see a joke were stunned. They didn't expect Feng Ziang to actually dare to sign up for the competition.
Lin Xiao's face turned even more livid; he felt that Feng Ziang had provoked him.
When the competition started, Feng Ziang's opponent was an outer disciple in the late stage of Qi training, who was much stronger than him.
The opponent was in great momentum as soon as he came on the field. He cast various spells one after another, including fireballs, ice arrows, and wind blades, attacking Feng Ziang like a storm.
The disciples around him all believed that Feng Ziang was bound to lose, and they cheered for his opponent. The sounds of laughter and ridicule were endless.
Feng Ziang, however, was like a swimming fish, nimbly moving through the dense attacks. He did not rush to counterattack, but while dodging, he carefully observed his opponent's movements, looking for his weakness.
His special spiritual roots came into play at this moment. Not only could they quickly absorb spiritual energy, but they could also keenly sense the fluctuations in spiritual energy around them.
He discovered that after the opponent cast spells continuously, there would be a brief period of spiritual power shortage. Although this time was extremely short, it was enough for Feng Ziang.
Just as the opponent released another large fireball, Feng Ziang seized the opportunity. He no longer dodged, but rushed towards the fireball.
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he instantly mobilized all his spiritual power and punched out!
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the fireball was shattered by Feng Ziang's fist wind, and the powerful spiritual power hit the opponent hard like a shock wave.
The opponent was caught off guard and was knocked backwards by the sudden attack. He fell heavily to the ground and lost consciousness.
The whole place was silent. Everyone stared at the scene in amazement, unable to believe their eyes.
Feng Ziang actually won!
With his cultivation level at the middle stage of Qi Refining, he defeated his opponent at the late stage of Qi Refining!
Feng Ziang calmly walked down the stage and received his award.
He knew that this victory was just the beginning.
He secretly inquired and found out that there was a mysterious place in the outer sect, which seemed to hide more cultivation resources, but outer sect disciples were forbidden to enter.
How to break through this limitation became his new goal.
At this moment, he felt a cold gaze falling on him.
He turned around and saw He Yushu standing in the crowd, looking at him.
There seemed to be something more in He Yushu's eyes...
He opened his mouth slightly, but in the end said nothing. He just turned and left, leaving behind only a whispered, "The library..."
The library is an important place for the immortals, filled with spiritual energy and the fragrance of books.
The towering bookshelves reach up to the dome, as if sucking people's sight into the ocean of knowledge.
Following He Yushu's instructions, Feng Ziang sneaked into a remote path, successfully bypassed the guards, and sneaked into the library.
His heart was beating like a drum. He was excited and nervous at the same time. He looked around like a thief.
Inside the library, the air is filled with the ancient scent of ink, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Feng Ziang greedily breathed in the air filled with spiritual energy, and felt that his cultivation had improved slightly.
He carefully moved between the bookshelves, looking for records about cultivation resources.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" An old and stern voice suddenly sounded, frightening Feng Ziang so much that he almost jumped up.
An old man in a grey Taoist robe with white hair and beard appeared behind him at some point.
The old man's eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he could see through everything. Feng Ziang suddenly felt a strong pressure that made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Feng Ziang knew that he was exposed, but he did not panic.
He took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm, bowed respectfully, and said, "I am Feng Ziang, a junior, and I am here to look up some information at the request of Senior Brother He."
"Senior Brother He? Which Senior Brother He?" The old man narrowed his eyes, with a hint of doubt in his tone.
"Senior Brother He Yushu." Feng Ziang replied quickly, and at the same time repeated a few words that He Yushu had told him before as evidence.
After listening to this, the old man frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, he slowly said, "I'll go check it out. You wait here."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left.
Feng Ziang finally heaved a sigh of relief, secretly congratulating himself for his own quick wit.
At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.
"Feng Ziang? Why are you here?" Liu Xuan looked at him in surprise, her eyes full of confusion.
Feng Ziang was about to explain when he saw He Yushu walking slowly behind Liu Xuan, with a complicated look on his face...
"Brother Feng...
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The library was silent, with only the occasional rustling of pages being turned.
Feng Ziyang lowered his voice and quickly explained the whole story.
After hearing this, Liu Xuan blinked her eyes playfully with an expression that said "I understand".
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