The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 151 Core Disciple
"Elder Yidao, is there something you need?" The man in purple asked the old man in front of him with a puzzled look. In fact, Feng Ling knew very well why the other party had come to see him.

After all, Ling Weiyun's clone, who had just been secretly communicating with Elder Liu Yidao, was still there!

"Greetings, Elder Liu!" Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou bowed excitedly. After they stood up, they saw that the man in purple was calm and composed and made no move. The two of them couldn't help but secretly break out in a cold sweat for their boss.

"The sect leader wants you to stay here for now. He will announce something important during the core disciple awards ceremony later!" The kind-faced old man raised an eyebrow, showing no anger at the purple-robed man's indifferent attitude.

After all, this is a world where the strong are respected, and they have the right to do so now!

“Well, then I’ll go with the elder!” Feng Ling nodded, then turned around and told Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou, who were “struggling with what to do.”

"I'll be right back, you two go back first!" The words echoed in the air, and in the brief moment that a gust of dust swept over the two of them, the old man and the young man disappeared without a trace.

"Sect Master, you've made a special invitation...!"

"Elder, treat everyone equally...!"

Their eyes lit up, their admiration for Feng Ling reaching new heights. After exchanging a glance, they exclaimed joyfully, "As expected of our boss!"

Then, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou also slipped away. Feng Ling naturally had no idea that just now, the two of them had already decided in their hearts to take him as their role model.

After a cup of tea...

Inside the Jade Purity Hall, a man in a purple-gold crown sat directly opposite the main seat, while the Grand Elder, Honorary Elder, and Elder Liu Yidao naturally sat to the side of Feng Tianjue.

With the forty-odd seats on the left and right sides below, there are enough seats for the remaining dozens of ordinary elders. Even if all the legendary elders of the Hall of Offering were invited now, it wouldn't be a problem.

Strictly speaking, the Grand Elder is also a member of the Hall of Offerings. Since he was the first person in the Jade Purity Sect, besides Feng Tianjue, to advance to the level of a legendary expert, he should be ranked as the Grand Elder. As for cultivation level, he should also be the highest among them.

Besides the Second Elder and the Third Elder, who are loyal followers of Feng Tianjue, there are also the Fourth and Fifth Elders who are undecided. As for whether there are any elders who will advance to the Legendary level, Long Yuzhong does not know.

Because every late-stage tenth-level expert who is in seclusion will be arranged by Feng Tianjue to undergo a unified breakthrough in a hidden place that no one would expect.

Feng Tianjue never announces to the outside world whether his breakthrough was successful or not. However, based on what Long Yuzhong has known over the years, the Hall of Worship now has at least ten Elder Worshipers!
It must be said that these stewards are quite efficient. In just a short while, they have notified almost all the core disciples who are in seclusion or those who are cultivating near the Jade Purity Mountains.

"Long time no see, fellow prodigies...!" Feng Tianjue smiled and led the way in standing up to look at the fifty core disciples standing in the center of the hall. He then nodded and offered his condolences to each of them, which showed how much the Jade Purity Sect Master valued them.

"There are so many core disciples?" The withered old man was quite surprised to see this scene, as the number far exceeded his initial expectations.

Among these fifty people, Feng Ling saw many familiar faces, such as Feng Yuqing, Leng Ningshuang, Xiang Qiubai, Wu Ye, and others.

In fact, the original number of core disciples that could be invited was only forty-nine, but since Feng Yuqing also broke through, including her, there were exactly fifty core disciples present.

Feng Ling secretly investigated these fifty people and found that there were about twelve core disciples at the tenth level, while the rest were almost evenly distributed among those at the eighth and ninth levels. But no matter what their level was, Feng Ling didn't recognize any of their faces.

This made him smile wryly to himself. He recognized nearly a third of the core disciples at the tenth level, but he didn't recognize a single one of the core disciples at the other levels. "Feng Ling, be careful, the Grand Elder is very vigilant!"

The man in the purple-gold crown looked at the man in purple with a puzzled expression and gave him a reminder. The rest of the group remained upright and looked straight ahead. It seemed that apart from Feng Tianjue, no one else noticed anything unusual.

"Sect Master, are you well?"

"Greetings, elders!"

All the core disciples clasped their fists together and bowed in order from the front to the left and right sides. Except for a few people who did not return the bow, most of the elders returned the bow with a kind expression.

Of course, there are also awkward situations that can arise.

For example, some core disciples who have reached the tenth level of cultivation are not interested in "serving as elders", so they will not accept the elder assessment. Others accept and pass the assessment, but are unwilling to take on the role.

This has led to some people who were originally fellow disciples being awkwardly divided into two camps: core disciples and elders.

"Elder Cui Hui, how have you been lately?" The wild man and the white-robed man stepped forward together, and smiled gently at a young Ninth-Rank Elder on the left, just like an elder caring for a junior.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Wu Ye and Senior Brother Qiu Bai! Thank you for your concern!" The man called Cui Hui raised his slightly clumsy hands and bowed to the two men in front of him. His manner of addressing them and his behavior were extremely strange.

The scene wasn't just chaotic for Wu Ye, Xiang Qiubai, and Cui Hui, but everyone tacitly refrained from dwelling on it.

"Cui Hui's hands are faintly turning into iron; he must be a master who has used his palms for many years!" The man in purple frowned, secretly guessing as he looked at the man whose hand movements were somewhat stiff.

"Junior Brother Feng Ling!"

Two women's voices rang out at the same time, causing the two beautiful women who had come to the man in purple to pause for a moment. Then, Leng Ning Shuang and Feng Yu Qing exchanged a glance, and a hint of tension wafted into Feng Ling's nose.

"Ahem, Senior Sister, Yuqing...!" Feng Ling waved to greet the two, then secretly sent a telepathic message to the two who were fighting each other, telling them to be mindful of the situation.

"Hmph! It's all your fault...!" But his good intentions were obviously useless. Upon hearing this, the two women turned their faces away and snorted coldly. They did not believe that this was such a coincidence, and they were convinced that the other party was just trying to compete with them.

Feng Ling stood in the middle with a wry smile. On either side of him stood two stunningly beautiful women with cold expressions, which naturally attracted a lot of attention, making Feng Ling feel extremely awkward.

"Hey? Hey buddy, I've never seen you before!"

A familiar male voice rang out, and Xiang Qiubai appeared in front of Feng Ling in a flash, followed by two other men who came a step later.

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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