The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 150 Feng Ling Stays
"You two... shut up!" The purple-clad man shouted angrily through his voice, his face full of black lines, just in time to interrupt Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou, who had turned into neurotic figures.

"Boss~, we...!" Forced to stop talking, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou looked at the man in purple with a hint of grievance in their eyes, feeling embarrassed.

"Everything must be based on facts and evidence; don't just believe hearsay!" Feng Ling explained calmly, calming the two down before glancing at the withered old man with a pout.

"Why haven't I seen you before?" Ling Weiyun's clone, standing in front of the lean disciple at the entrance of the Jade Purity Hall, immediately thought to himself, "When you have time, please come and visit this old Ghost Locking Tower more often!"

"Elder Xie Ling, this disciple will definitely come to visit you again in the future!" After clasping his hands in greeting, the lean disciple quickly retreated with the crowd.

Kuang Tu appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was trembling with fear, constantly wondering what the other party wanted from him.

"Senior Brother Kuang, congratulations!" The lean man, who was frowning and pondering, was so caught up in the decision of whether to go or not that he failed to notice Xu Peng and the others coming over to greet him.

"Uh...!?" Now, both the parties involved and the witnesses were extremely embarrassed as they watched the lean man brush past them, leaving behind a slowly departing figure.

"Junior Brother Xu, it seems Junior Brother Kuang is ignoring you!" Ye Jin chuckled. If necessary, she wouldn't mind stirring up some hatred for Kuang Tu.

If Kuang Tu is defeated by Xu Peng, then he will lose the opportunity to challenge himself!
"Ahem~!" Seeing the woman who spoke calmly cover her mouth and cough a few times, Xu Peng acted as if nothing had happened and swaggered with the people behind him towards his familiar fellow disciples.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Xu!"

"Oh, it's just good luck! You junior brothers are no less capable...!"

Throughout the journey, the group humbly accepted the congratulations and attention, a stark contrast to the former's cold and silent demeanor. Clearly, the group was more likely to leave a good impression on these inner disciples.

"Hmph, what's so great about it? It's just a useless piece of junk!" After returning to their original positions, Xu Peng and the others, whose faces were flushed from holding back their anger, completely changed their previous elegant demeanor and instead exuded a venomous murderous aura. The change of expression was frighteningly fast.

"Just wait! Once we have it, our day of turning things around won't be far off!" Xu Peng gritted his teeth, and the others nodded angrily in agreement.

Although they were not pleased that Kuangtu received a much better reward than they did, they were still quite satisfied with the reward they had received.

Eight-Turn Elixir: A type of eighth-grade elixir.

As the name suggests, it can improve the physique of a seventh-rank expert and increase the chances of advancing to the eighth-rank realm later! As for its use, let's take Ye Jin and other core eighth-rank disciples as the most direct example.

If they had possessed an Eighth-Rank Pill back then, they wouldn't have been stuck at the cultivation level, remaining in the inner sect for so long (at least a year each...).
In other words, the fundamental reason for their unstable cultivation is not a matter of aptitude or talent, but rather stems from their poor physical constitution, which makes their bodies unable to withstand the energy of an eighth-level ghost spirit for an extended period of time.

"Inner disciple, Ye Hui..."

"Inner disciple, Cheng Ye..."

"Inner disciple, Ke Wei..."

……

It was unclear how much time had passed, but after all the disciples were exhausted and their intense drowsiness had been repeatedly tormented by the biting cold wind, the white-haired elder finally stopped emitting the Daoist chants. "Ha~, it's stopped...!" Everyone couldn't help but perk up, and after secretly yawning, they all tacitly looked up at the entrance of the Jade Purity Hall ahead.

"Phew... It's finally over! If I had known there would be so many people, I shouldn't have come to take on this dreadful job!"

Watching the last disciple walk away to receive the award, the white-haired old man exhaled a breath of stale air, his eyes revealing an undisguised weariness.

Then, Long Yuzhong turned to the man in the purple-gold crown, cupped his fists, and said, "Sect Master, I have completed the evaluation and reward of the outstanding inner disciples who participated in this training, according to the reward standards you set!"

"Alright, thank you for your trouble, Elder!" Liu Yidao raised an eyebrow and replied casually. Liu Yidao pretended to say that he dared not, he dared not. Feng Tianjue did not care about the other party's public demeanor and secretly gave Liu Yidao a look.

"The inner disciple training and evaluation ceremony is now complete. Next, we will proceed with the core disciple training and evaluation ceremony. All inner disciples, please leave immediately!"

With a loud announcement from the kind-faced elder, all the inner disciples left Yuqing Square with reluctance, escorted by more than a dozen deacons of the seventh rank or above.

"Now, please, elders and sect leader, proceed to the main hall and take your seats. Also, please, all deacons, make a trip to Qiaojian Peak and ensure that all core disciples are present!"

Immediately, all the elders turned around and followed the man in the purple-gold crown inside, and the entrance to the Jade Purity Hall was cleared out.

"Sigh, it's the same every year...!" Among the disciples who left dejectedly, two young men sighed softly to their companions.

Just by looking inside and outside this hall, you can see the huge difference in treatment between inner disciples and core disciples!
"Ah~, Elder Luo...!" Suddenly, a terrified scream came from ahead. The two disciples who had just spoken shrank back and covered their mouths.

"Damn it! How did I run into this jinx? He shouldn't be here at this time!"

"Sigh, let's go! Whether we live or die, we have to get through here!"

The two disciples secretly communicated through telepathy, and after calming down a bit, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

Fortunately, the two were only frustrated and didn't complain too much. After all, it was their own fault for not being able to cultivate to the eighth level and failing to compete for the position of steward.

"Wine, oh wine...! Drink..." After walking a few more steps, the two found an old man with a hooked nose, his face flushed, sitting on a large rock, drinking alone.

"Elder Luo, hello!" The two disciples were so frightened that their scalps tingled. They quickly greeted him, but he waved his hand dismissively and spoke unclearly.

"Let's go!" Although they sensed that something was off about the other party today, the two disciples still made what they thought was the wisest choice.

—Tail between his legs and he ran away!
"Boss, let's go too!" After most of the inner disciples had left...

"Feng Ling, wait!" Just as the man in purple turned to leave, a kind-faced figure rushed over and blocked their path.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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