The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 165 Almost
Even if he arrives late, the elders won't do anything to Feng Ling, after all, his relationship with the Jade Purity Sect's higher-ups is well-known.

But what about the two of us?

Without public disclosure, who would know who their master is? Besides, among the registered elders is the infamous Luo Bin; even mentioning their master might not be enough…

In other words, if they don't hurry, they'll be in big trouble!

"Quick, give me your hand!" At this thought, Zhu Bupang and Gou Boushou panicked and forgot to use their ghostly powers.

Almost entirely on instinct, the two pushed and pulled each other for a long time, finally managing to climb over the wall in a clumsy "human pyramid" fashion, but little did they know...

"Ah—, a monster!" A terrified scream rang out as their foot slipped. By this time, most of the fog had dissipated, and the two people who had fallen from the wall could clearly see something in the courtyard.

"Hmm?" The man in purple immediately frowned, noticing the abnormality. Suddenly, the energy within his body became restless and agitated, causing his expression to change drastically and cold sweat to pour from his forehead.

"Stop—!" This slight distraction almost caused Feng Ling to make a big mistake. Without hesitation, he quickly mobilized and dispersed the energy in his body. In a few breaths, he raised his hand and quickly stopped his practice.

It's turned twelve times!

"Damn it~, just a little bit more!" Feng Ling's face was full of struggle as he looked up and shouted at the invisible storm in his heart, "Just a little bit more, and I'll be able to break through!"

Hearing the increasingly terrified voices of the two people behind him, Feng Ling's expression instantly turned serious. The situation did not allow him to think any further; saving people was the most important thing.

"A ghost...!?" In a flash, the man in purple robes arrived at the source of the sound. Just in case, he suddenly waved his hand and cast an energy shield on the three of them.

A layer of dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth, and powerful spiritual energy was also released at the same time. The two quickly merged and spread, filling every corner of Qiufengwan in an instant.

"Where is the ghost?" Feng Ling frowned and carefully sensed, but worried that his mental power might be wrong, so he deliberately looked around warily with his naked eyes, but still found nothing unusual.

Because he set off in a hurry, even Feng Ling himself didn't notice that his speed and observational skills had been greatly enhanced, although he was still...
While not quite on par with a level 12 powerhouse, they are nearly equal!
This fact cannot be escaped!

Even though he failed to break through to the twelfth level this time, Feng Ling had vaguely touched the threshold of that level. Given time, even without the aid of Body Refining Pills, breaking through to the twelfth level was a certainty for him.

It's such a pity that a second-grade pill was wasted!
"No, this is a complete waste!" the man in purple suddenly cursed, feeling as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out.

This can no longer be described as a pity...

What a waste!

"Ah—, a ghost! How terrifying…!" Just as Feng Ling was about to feel a pang of pain, the two people behind him screamed in terror again. When he turned around, the scene in front of him made Feng Ling both laugh and cry.

Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou, their faces filled with terror, squatted by the wall of the courtyard, hugging each other and trembling like leaves.

Immediately afterwards, both of their gazes followed the outstretched index finger and locked onto the purple figure before them…

The ghost they were talking about

That's definitely referring to Feng Ling!
Looking at Feng Ling now, his hair was disheveled and gray, his face was deathly pale, and his eyes, which shone with a terrifying crimson hue, were wide open! His once vibrant purple clothes were now not only tattered but also stained with irregular patches of blood of varying sizes...

The purple and red hues, combined with the vibrant patterns, resembled eerie, speckled lines, making one feel extremely uncomfortable and sending chills down one's spine.

"Damn it—!" After figuring it out, the furious man in purple gritted his teeth and let out a deafening roar. The two figures who had just seen each other's faces and whose eyes showed a hint of joy trembled at the same time.

"Ah~, boss, spare me! I was wrong, I was wrong!" Two familiar screams echoed throughout the courtyard, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"You two... what brings you here?" After indiscriminately beating the two men, the man in purple calmed his turbulent emotions slightly.

But whenever he thought about it, Feng Ling still couldn't quell his anger. He glared at Feng Ling and said fiercely, "Why didn't you give me a heads-up before coming in? Don't you know that I'm focused on my cultivation and can't tolerate being disturbed in the slightest?"

The two of them completely ruined the peaceful atmosphere for cultivation. In addition, they had been staring at him and calling him a ghost. It would be strange if Feng Ling could give them a nice look.

Moreover, if Feng Ling hadn't been prepared in advance and had set up an illusion array around the courtyard to deceive people, this commotion alone would have been enough to attract countless powerful figures from the Jade Purity Sect.

That would be troublesome for me. It would be neither conducive to identifying evil spirit masters through the inner disciple competition, nor would it be conducive to my peaceful cultivation...

In short, in Feng Ling's eyes, once his true cultivation level is discovered by more people, it will do more harm than good!
"Boss... we called you! But you didn't answer. How can you blame us...?"

"Yes, that's right! We've been waiting outside the yard for ages, worried that something might have happened to you, so we sneaked over the wall to get in...!"

The two men, their faces bruised and swollen, helped each other up from the ground, looking at the menacing purple-clad man in front of them with innocent, tearless expressions.

My face hurts here.

My foot hurts here.

My arm hurts here too...

"I'm so miserable...!"

The two of them screamed in their hearts, thinking that the other was just venting his anger and that was it. But they didn't expect him to be serious. He did it cleanly and swiftly, without any hesitation.

"Uh...!" Upon hearing this, the man in purple seemed to remember something. Looking at the two of them in such a pitiful state, Feng Ling's lips twitched, and he muttered awkwardly, "That seems to make some sense!"

"Boss~...!" A sly glint flashed in the eyes of the two youths as they limped over to the man in purple, staring pitifully into his eyes.

"Hmph! Alright, you two, stop pretending! Just tell me, what brings you here in such a hurry?"

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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