The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 152 Never Catch Up

“Junior Brother Feng Ling has only been here a short time, so naturally you don’t know him!” Leng Ning Shuang glanced at the white-robed man indifferently, and while explaining for the purple-robed man, she had already dodged his small movements behind his back.

"Ahem, Senior Brother Qiubai!" Feng Ling coughed awkwardly, clasped his hands in return to Xiang Qiubai's greeting, but he wasn't impressed at all. He wondered to himself, "Why did this guy bump into me just now?"

"Could it be that he..." The withered old man's gaze was filled with doubt and uncertainty, and finally fell between Xiang Qiubai and Leng Ningshuang.

Perhaps, due to the angle of view, Feng Ling's main body could not see Xiang Qiubai's actions clearly, while Ling Weiyun's clone standing on the main hall could see them clearly.

There, on the palm of her hand placed behind her back, were faint blue fluctuations. It was possible to make out that there were several small characters formed by the power of ghosts and gods. The content was roughly as follows: Junior sister, you are not allowed to get close to other men!

"Junior Brother Feng Ling, my name is Wu Ye!"

The wild man's sharp eyes stared at the purple-clad man's brows for more than a second before he stepped forward and politely clasped his hands in greeting. This action made Xiang Qiubai, who knew Wu Ye's personality well, secretly startled.

To be honest, if Leng Ning Shuang hadn't brought Feng Ling into Xiang Qiu Bai's sight, he wouldn't have even glanced at her, let alone come over to say hello.

Now, thanks to Wu Ye's "blessing," Feng Ling has attracted the attention of many disciples and elders, including Xiang Qiubai.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Wu Ye!"

Yang Sheng gave the wild man a standard fist salute. It was clear that Feng Ling's gesture this time was different from the previous ones, showing a greater sense of respect. Perhaps it stemmed from Wu Ye's vow to defend the Ghost Locking Tower to the death last time.

However, it must be said that Wu Ye's recovery ability is indeed as amazing as Feng Ling had exclaimed last time. In just a few days, his injuries have been completely healed, and judging from his energetic appearance, his strength seems to have even improved.

"Hello, Junior Brother Feng, I am Cui Hui!" Upon seeing Feng Ling standing in the elders' camp, Cui Hui, who had been anxious about the wild man's astonishing actions, raised an eyebrow and stepped forward with a smile, clasping his hands in greeting.

After Feng Ling returned the greeting symbolically, core disciples came one after another to pay their respects to him.

Most of them were at the eighth level of cultivation, a small number were at the ninth level, and as for the tenth level core disciples, apart from Wu Ye and his group of four, not a single one came!
That makes sense. The minimum requirement to become an elder is nine levels. Eighth and ninth level core disciples who subconsciously consider themselves elders can come to pay their respects either out of flattery or to make more friends of the same level.

As for Feng Ling being an elder at the tenth level of cultivation, they didn't even dare to think about it.

Those core disciples at the tenth level naturally wouldn't rashly try to probe or use supernatural powers to investigate Feng Ling's cultivation level just because they were a little curious.

Even Feng Tianjue, the sect leader, would not openly investigate other people's cultivation levels unless there were special circumstances, as that would be very impolite and could easily lead to misunderstandings!

Unless, like Feng Ling just did, the person being investigated is completely kept in the dark.

In short, not many people know that Feng Ling is hiding his cultivation level, so there won't be any unnecessary trouble.

"Junior Sister Yuqing, congratulations!" Several ninth-level female disciples stepped forward to offer their congratulations, glancing out of the corner of their eyes at the purple-robed man beside the green-robed woman, their words carrying a double meaning.

"Thank you, senior sisters. Yuqing was just lucky!" These words were the truth, but the others thought that Feng Yuqing was deliberately being modest. After another round of speechless praise, the group walked away with graceful steps.

"Senior Sister Leng, when I'm your age, I'll definitely be even more outstanding than you!"

The woman in green raised an eyebrow at the aloof woman. Although she was only at the early stage of the tenth level and was not enough to compare with the original core disciples of the tenth level, Feng Yuqing was definitely the fastest person to break through to the tenth level in the history of Yuqing Sect!
"A seventeen-year-old, a high-level tenth-rank Ghost Spirit Master!"

Even Feng Ling, the creator, couldn't help but sigh when he thought about it carefully. However, there were advantages and disadvantages to forcibly breaking through. At least Feng Yuqing's cultivation was temporarily stuck at the early stage of the tenth level.

Even though the Jade Purity Sect Master found many treasures for Feng Yuqing to further improve his physique, he could not deny this established fact!
“I admit, I’m not as good as you at the same age!” Leng Ning Shuang said coldly, then glanced strangely at the happy woman in green before returning to her original position: “But you’ll never catch up to me!”

You will never... catch up with me!

"Never, never... you can never catch up with me!"

"Never, never... you can never catch up with me, catch up with me...!"

Like a haunting curse, Leng Ningshuang's words lingered in Feng Yuqing's mind. Seeing the green-clad woman biting her lip, seemingly on the verge of a rampage, Wu Ye and Xiang Qiubai ran faster than anyone else...!
"Yuqing, wake up!" Looking at the sympathetic look Wu Ye left her with as he left, Feng Ling sighed helplessly, turned around and secretly poured a cool energy into Feng Yuqing's body. Immediately afterwards, she shivered.

"Feng Ling, do you think I really have no hope of catching up with Senior Sister Leng?" Feng Yuqing's expression was somewhat gloomy, and she felt very disappointed.

Although I'm reluctant to admit it, after calming down and thinking about it carefully, it seems that catching up with the other person is really quite difficult!
"Who knows what the future holds? Good luck!" Feng Ling smiled and offered words of encouragement, but inwardly he sighed, for he didn't have much faith in Feng Yuqing either.

It's not that Feng Yuqing's talent is much worse than Leng Ningshuang's, but when the two beauties of heaven collide, Feng Yuqing's disadvantage is that she was born a few years later!

"Hey Yidao, keep an eye on your female disciple! Everything should be done in a first-come, first-served manner. Don't let her compete with my Yuqing!"

Feng Tianjue, exuding domineering aura, raised an eyebrow and secretly transmitted his voice to the kind-faced old man. Seeing the old man's face darken, he couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction.

His daughter was bullied by someone else's apprentice, so as her father, he definitely had to go to Elder Liu to get revenge for her.

Just as the man in the purple-gold crown was feeling smug, little did he know that a message with a format almost identical to what he had just said was being transmitted into his ears.

"Tianjue, we can't let Miss Yuqing continue to fool around with that bastard Feng Ling like this, or her future will be ruined!"

The withered old man looked pained, his wrinkles deepening. He was willing to scold himself, which was quite a "big sacrifice," but alas...

Lose all your money!
However, if we're talking about who arrived first, it seems like Leng Ning Shuang was the first one there...

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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