Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Refining the sword is worse than refining the elixirZhong Ling immediately showed an embarrassed expression, quickly took a step back, and avoided Wan Feiyu’s hand.

”Senior Brother, I don’t think that’s necessary. Before coming to the Library Pavilion, Master already instructed me. Regarding Cultivation Techniques, I can choose them myself!”

Seeing this, Wan Feiyu immediately felt humiliated. After all, he was Qing Song Peak’s Senior Brother, and the person in front of him had just entered the Sect. Logically, she shouldn’t speak to him in this tone.

Thinking of this, Wan Feiyu couldn’t help but turn cold and threatened.

”Little Sister, that’s not how you say it. Senior Brother bringing you has no other meaning. Besides, when you buy pills for your cultivation in the future, you’ll still have to come to our Qing Song Peak, at that time...”

A smile curled up at the corner of Wan Feiyu’s mouth. The rest of the sentence wasn’t explicitly stated, but the people around showed disgusted expressions.

Just at this moment, Xiao Feng followed Zhao Yuwei into the crowd. Xiao Feng keenly noticed the token on Zhao Yuwei’s waist, it flashed.

”Senior Sister, what does this mean?”

Looking at her flashing waist token, Zhao Yuwei said helplessly.

”Our time in this Library Pavilion is almost up. If we want to stay longer, we have to pay spiritual stones again!”

Only then did Xiao Feng understand the function of this waist token. He originally thought wearing it was just for looks, but now it seemed it was to control the amount of time he could stay here.

Absolutely ridiculous!

Xiao Feng dared not delay. The two of them also ignored the conflict in the middle. At this moment, they had only one goal: not to pay again.

A moment later, the two squeezed in front of the spiritual stone testing platform. Seeing Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei, Wan Feiyu was even more displeased. He temporarily gave up on the Little Sister in front of him and turned to look at Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei.

”Oh? Isn’t this Qing Peak’s Senior Apprentice Sister? And this is your Junior Brother?”

Looking at this ill-tempered fellow, Zhao Yuwei couldn’t help but frown. Before she could speak, Wan Feiyu continued to mock.

”Senior Sister Zhao, how come I remember that the new Disciple from Qing Peak has a Mixed Spiritual Root? Throughout his life, he’s probably only capable of cultivating to the Peak of the Middle Stage of Qi Refinement. Why let him waste time here?”

The people around also showed mocking expressions. They had clearly heard that a Disciple with a Mixed Spiritual Root had arrived in the Sect and had even successfully passed the Ascension Ladder test. Most importantly, he was the first to pass.

They all wanted to know who this legendary figure was. Now, it seemed he wasn’t as impressive as they imagined. The Mixed Spiritual Root, however, was real.

Zhao Yuwei stepped directly in front of Xiao Feng, adopting the appearance of a domineering Senior Apprentice Sister.

”He is a Disciple of our Qing Peak, it’s not your place to interfere!”

And Wan Feiyu continued to speak.

”Senior Sister Zhao, don’t be angry. How about this, I’ll cover your expenses in the Library Pavilion today!”

Wan Feiyu put on a show of being wealthy and generous. After all, their Qing Song Peak specialized in Alchemy, so they naturally had no shortage of spiritual stones in their pockets.

However, although Zhao Yuwei didn’t have many spiritual stones, her dignity couldn’t be thrown away. Hearing this, she immediately showed a cold expression and spoke to Xiao Feng.

”Ignore him!”

Xiao Feng also smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to test his strength, Wan Feiyu directly blocked his path.

Xiao Feng was thoroughly annoyed and forcefully squeezed out a sentence.

”Good dogs don’t block the way!”

The moment he heard this, Wan Feiyu’s face changed. He pointed at Xiao Feng’s nose and cursed.

”What did you say, kid? Do you believe I’ll hit you?”

Hearing this, Zhao Yuwei couldn’t help but whisper a reminder.

”Then you better think carefully! If you lay a hand on our Sect’s Junior Brother, when my Master returns, if she doesn’t chase you up and down this Sect for ten laps, I won’t be named Zhao!”

The people around heard this and couldn’t help but laugh out loud. After all, they were all too familiar with the Qingfeng Peak Lord Yan Yun’s way of doing things.

Back then, for the reputation of her Sect, she relentlessly chased and beat a few Disciples for two whole days, only stopping after beating the Disciples until they were exhausted and swollen all over.

In this Sect, naturally, no one dared to provoke the people of Qing Peak. Everyone feared such a protective Master.

Seeing Zhao Yuwei like this, Wan Feiyu was somewhat flustered.

”Didn’t you hear what he just said? He was the one who cursed at me first!”

Xiao Feng, however, said leisurely.

”All the Disciples present can prove that I didn’t name anyone. I was just afraid someone would take it personally, belittle themselves, and consider themselves a dog!”

The entire place was in an uproar. They didn’t expect this Disciple with a Mixed Spiritual Root to have such poor cultivation but such sharp words.

Looking at the mocking people around him, Wan Feiyu was somewhat dissatisfied and directly launched an attack on Xiao Feng.

Zhao Yuwei saw this scene and was about to intervene, but she found that Xiao Feng’s figure instantly moved.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuwei seemed to have no intention of continuing either.

Wan Feiyu soared into the air, and then prepared to smash down on Xiao Feng again. Meanwhile, Xiao Feng quietly closed his eyes, recalling the scenes from ”Azure Sea Roaring Fist.”

Almost instantly, Xiao Feng dodged the attack again, then shouted out.

”Azure Sea Roaring Fist!”

The next second, Xiao Feng’s fist, carrying the sound of ocean waves, landed a punch on Wan Feiyu’s buttocks.

Wan Feiyu was sent flying like a cannonball, smashing straight towards the ground of the Library Pavilion.

Seeing his entire face forcefully planted on the ground, everyone present couldn’t help but exclaim.

”Is this still a Disciple with a Mixed Spiritual Root? He subdued Qing Song Peak’s Senior Brother with just one move?”

”Who says he isn’t! It seems alchemists really can’t compare to swordsmen. Money is useless. After cultivating Alchemy for so many years and saving so much money, he still only gets beaten?”

The people around started to mock him. Wan Feiyu quickly got up, his nose swollen and red, and blood flowed down like a mustache in the shape of the character ’ eight’.

”Nonsense! I just wasn’t prepared for him at all. If I had been prepared, he would have been killed by me long ago!”

Hearing this, the people around couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.

They also started muttering to themselves.

He actively ambushed and wasn’t prepared?

Who would believe that?

No one cared whether Wan Feiyu was prepared or not. They only cared about one thing: Qing Song Peak’s Senior Brother was sent face-first into the ground by a Junior Brother with a Mixed Spiritual Root who had only cultivated for one day.

Wan Feiyu turned to look at Zhao Yuwei next to him and couldn’t help but fiercely continue speaking.

”Your Peak’s person hit me today, how are you going to settle this matter?!”