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Liu Ruoxue's heart sank suddenly.

She thought that by taking the initiative to flatter Chu Feng, she could lower his guard and find an opportunity to steal the jade slip.

Little did they expect that they would walk right into a trap!

She wanted to argue, but couldn't bring herself to say it.

The current Chu Feng is no longer the useless person she could manipulate at will.

Finally, she could only lower her head and pretend to be happy, saying, "...Okay, I'll do whatever you say, brother."

Chu Feng nodded in satisfaction.

He checked the door latch again.

Thus began a long and arduous period of seclusion and self-cultivation.

The wooden door to the dormitory was tightly closed.

Only occasional, strange noises could be heard coming from under the door.

The occasional passing servant disciples blushed and hurriedly took a detour.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a madness concerning their future was unfolding in this small servants' dormitory.

……

The night was as still as water, and the moonlight was cool and clear.

In the outer disciples' dormitory area, Wang Teng lay on his bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

It's been two days.

Two full days have passed since he was punched and sent flying in front of everyone in the mission hall.

But the bruises on his face hadn't faded, and the excruciating pain from the fractured arm was still there.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Chu Feng's calm and composed face.

What he found even more unbearable was Yuexi's earth-shattering statement, "I want to sleep with you."

"Why should I...?"

Wang Teng slammed his fist on the bed. "A handyman, a good-for-nothing, how come he gets such unpopular favor!"

"Why can he soar to great heights while I have to become a laughingstock?!"

He sat up in bed in frustration, put on a coat, and left the dormitory.

Before he knew it, he had wandered into the area where the servant disciples lived.

As he passed a dilapidated dormitory, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

That was Chu Feng's room.

The dim light shone through the cracks in the door and the paper windows, casting a swaying shadow on them.

What made his blood boil even more was that faint sounds could be heard coming from the tightly closed door.

Wang Teng couldn't hold back any longer.

That handyman, that damned good-for-nothing!

Not only did he defeat himself and steal the fairy's heart, but now he's even making love to her in the dormitory, enjoying the pleasures of the flesh!

As for himself, let alone a fairy, he hasn't even held the hand of a junior sister from the outer sect.

"Chu Feng..."

Wang Teng stared intently at the wooden door, his fists clenched, his eyes bloodshot with jealousy.

He wished he could rush in right now and tear that despicable couple inside to pieces.

Just as his reason was about to be consumed by rage, two figures crept up from the shadows.

"Brother Teng, what are you doing here so late at night?"

The newcomers were his two lackeys.

One of the guys, with a pointed face and monkey-like features, was named Sun Lei. He turned his eyes and saw the direction Wang Teng was staring at.

"Brother Teng, don't get angry. It's not worth getting angry over someone like that."

Another lackey quickly offered words of comfort.

"Not worth it?" Wang Teng whirled around, grabbing his collar. "Listen to this! Listen to yourselves! That kid's having a blast in there! I can't even sleep a wink!"

Seeing this, Sun Lei quickly pulled Wang Teng's hand away and whispered something.

"Brother Teng, calm down, calm down."

"Just because we can't beat him head-on doesn't mean there aren't other ways to kill him."

"Yeah, Brother Teng," another lackey's eyes lit up as he chimed in, "Don't you have another brother?"

Wang Teng was stunned for a moment, and the madness in his eyes slowly faded.

He does indeed have an older brother named Wang Ba, who is a renowned master among the outer disciples.

His cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, and it is said that he is currently preparing to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, his older brother was eccentric, indifferent to women and power, but obsessed with raising all kinds of spirit beasts and monsters.

He set up a beast shed near his dormitory and raised seven or eight ferocious beasts that he had captured from the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

Some of them were extremely bloodthirsty, and even Wang Ba himself had to be careful when dealing with them.

Seeing that Wang Teng was interested, Sun Lei's smile became even more obsequious.

"Brother Teng, isn't Senior Brother Wang Ba most annoyed by people disturbing his precious pets?"

"Am I not on duty in the mission hall?"

"I'll find a pretext to give Chu Feng a mandatory task, and have him clean Wang Ba's beast shed and take care of the spirit beasts."

"With his mere Qi Refining level six or seven strength, if he went into that beast pen full of Foundation Establishment stage ferocious beasts, wouldn't that be like throwing a meat bun to a dog—a one-way trip?"

"Besides, this was done through the sect's official channels. It was a mission assigned by the Mission Hall. If he dies, it can only be considered an accident during the mission, and no one can trace it back to us!"

After hearing Sun Lei's plan, a smile slowly appeared on Wang Teng's gloomy face.

"well!"

He patted Sun Lei on the shoulder, his eyes full of approval. "That's the plan! Sun Lei, if this is done well, you'll get your share of the rewards!"

"Hehe, it's my duty to help Brother Teng!"

Sun Lei quickly nodded and bowed, looking smug.

……

Three days later, at dawn.

Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

For three days and three nights, he barely slept.

With Liu Ruoxue as his "power bank," his cultivation level finally climbed from the early stage of the seventh level of Qi Refining to the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining with great difficulty.

Although each improvement was less than the last, by the last time, there was almost only a tiny bit of spiritual energy gained.

But little by little, he finally reached the threshold to take the Foundation Establishment Pill.

He glanced at Liu Ruoxue, who was slumped at the foot of the bed like a lump of mud.

At this moment, she no longer possessed her former arrogance and charm.

Her hair was a mess, her clothes were a jumbled mess, and she stared blankly at the ceiling, too weak to even move a finger.

Chu Feng pulled her up from the ground without any expression.

"Alright, you can go now."

Liu Ruoxue weakly raised her head and glanced at him.

Finally, without saying anything, he silently got up.

After straightening his clothes, he limped out of the room.

Chu Feng closed the door and bolted it shut.

He carefully took out the small white jade bottle containing the Foundation Establishment Pill from his bosom.

His eyes burned with desire once more as he gazed at the perfectly round pill inside, radiating a soft glow.

"Come!"

Chu Feng sat cross-legged, adjusted his mind to its best state, and then put the Foundation Establishment Pill into his mouth without hesitation.

The elixir melts instantly upon entering the mouth.

A warm and pure medicinal power rushed into his dantian and collided violently with the spiritual power in his body.

In an instant, Chu Feng felt as if his dantian was about to burst.

He endured the excruciating pain, focused intently, and guided that immense energy, launching repeated assaults against an unseen wall.

That is the insurmountable barrier separating Qi Refining and Foundation Building.