Chapter 1541 The Old Manager Delivers Materials
Along the way, Ye Feng felt that there were many outer courtyard disciples who were pointing fingers at him from behind. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website
There were constant whispers, and although the voices were too weak to be heard, they all fell into Ye Feng's ears.
"The guy who defeated Zhong Ziqi is that guy."
"Looking at his appearance, his cultivation is average, and he doesn't seem to have much fighting power. A chores disciple actually dared to attack the outer sect and the trainee disciples. Isn't this... looking for death?"
"Zhong Ziqi is still sweeping the floor with a group of disciples. The news has spread to most of the outer courtyard. This time he has lost all face."
"Hmph, I don't think so. Although this kid has an evil background, Zhong Ziqi will not give up. Don't forget the power behind the protection. In my opinion, this person will be in trouble sooner or later, and the chores will also be implicated by him."
"Who cares? It has nothing to do with us anyway, hehe..."
Ye Feng looked calm and didn't care much about the messages and chatter that came into his ears.
Soon, he rushed back to the chores building.
In the square at the entrance, Zhong Ziqi, who looked depressed, had a white cloth wrapped around his face, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
There was a group of apprentices sweeping the ground, making the square dusty and gray. There were also many broken brooms on the ground. Obviously... they had vented all their resentment on these external objects.
Seeing Ye Feng walking slowly, the group of people immediately restrained themselves. Only Zhong Ziqi, with his eyes blazing, glared at him, and the broom in his hand was immediately twisted and deformed.
Especially the onlookers who came to watch after hearing the news not far away, after seeing this scene, they made waves of gloating, which made him even more angry, and he wanted to tear Ye Feng into pieces.
"Brothers... you have worked hard. After a month, if there are still people who continue to challenge and bet with me, we will sweep the door... welcome you."
Ignoring those hateful eyes, Ye Feng threw down a sentence lightly and walked straight into the lobby of the service building.
Click!
Looking at Ye Feng's disappearing back, Zhong Ziqi could no longer suppress his anger, and the broom in his hand broke into seventeen or eighteen pieces.
"Ye, you humiliated me like this. In Diyuan Sect, there is only you and no me. You wait for me!"
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"Junior Brother Ye... is back."
"I heard that Junior Brother Ye went to the Jingfa Dojo to practice?"
"Uh... the aura on him... seems to have improved a lot."
In the hall, many errand disciples gathered around. When they saw Ye Feng enter, they hurriedly made way.
They talked a lot, especially when they sensed the aura on Ye Feng, they showed surprise one by one. Many female warriors still had a burning light in their eyes and a little shy on their faces. I don't know what they were thinking.
"Brothers and sisters, if you don't go to practice, what are you doing here?"
Walking out of the crowd puzzled, Ye Feng just noticed the abnormality in the hall.
Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei were also in the hall. In addition, in the center, there was a burly man with a strong aura sitting, looking around anxiously.
Guan Buyu!
Without waiting for Ye Feng to ask, Guan Buyu suddenly stood up, and his eyes lit up when he looked at Ye Feng.
"Brother Ye, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you here for three days. If you don't show up, I am afraid I will break into your inner courtyard to ask for you."
Ye Feng then remembered that he had promised Guan Buyu to refine a second-level inscription that can carry the physical body for him. This guy... should be here to deliver materials.
"Hehe, don't blame me, Brother Guan. A sect talisman can only be practiced for three days, so don't waste it."
Ye Feng had a good impression of this rough man from the bottom of his heart. Guan Buyu didn't have the airs of a strong man, and he was very straightforward.
"That's true."
"At the Void Realm stage, few people have such a big hand as Brother Ye..."
Guan Buyu naturally understood how rare the sect's talismans were, but the rough man didn't say much. He just laid out ten pieces of inscription materials and rubbed his hands awkwardly.
"Here are ten pieces of inscription materials and related explanation scrolls. I'm sorry, brother. I'm not worth much, so I can only provide so much for the time being."
Although Guan Buyu knew that Ye Feng's inscription talent was extremely strong, even so, it was still a bit difficult to use ten pieces of materials to engrave a top-grade inscription that could carry the flesh.
You know, if an inscription master wants to engrave any new inscription, it requires a lot of practice. Those master-level inscription masters often go through a lot of practice before they can easily write ordinary inscriptions.
As for the sixth-grade inscription masters, there are at least hundreds of explanation scrolls in their minds, which is completely a mobile treasure house.
Generally speaking, a third-grade inscription master needs to practice a lot before he has a chance to successfully engrave a high-level inscription.
"Ahem, ten pieces of materials should be enough."
Ye Feng nodded and did not choose to be polite.
He didn't have full confidence in his inscription technique yet.
"It doesn't matter if it fails. At most, I'll ask you to find more materials. If you can succeed in advance, the remaining ones will all be given to Brother Ye."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Guan Buyu showed a hint of excitement.
"By the way, there has been nothing unusual these days, right? Have those guys... come to cause trouble?"
After explaining to Guan Buyu, Ye Feng turned his attention to Yuan Ningzhen and the others.
"Since Junior Brother Ye beat up Zhong Ziqi a few days ago, killing a chicken to scare the monkey seems to have some effect."
"Originally, our Sweeping Sect was harassed and blackmailed every now and then, but the situation has been good these days. It's just... I don't know how long it can last?"
"In addition, I received gossip that several elders in the outer courtyard seemed a little dissatisfied with the fact that the trainee disciples and outer disciples were asked to sweep the floor, and felt that it had lost the face of the outer sect..."
Yuan Ningzhen frowned and said.
"We should accept the loss if we are willing to bet. Besides, we are not members of the outer courtyard. Even if the elders intervene, we cannot give in, otherwise we will become bullied in the future."
Ye Feng didn't care about this.
The hierarchy in Diyuan Sect is clear, and the bet is undoubtedly touching the forbidden area of some people. But since he has done this and broken up with Zhong Ziqi and others, he must stick to it.
He has never been the kind of person who accepts things passively.
"That's right."
"As long as there are no inner disciples involved, it will be fine. What I am most afraid of is the Yuan League. Zhong Ziqi and Gongzi Yuan are from the same family and have a deep background in the Yuan League. His closest backer is a guy named Bu Jingwei."
Wang Yuwei scratched his head, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
Hearing this name, even Yuan Ningzhen showed a little restless expression...