I, a centenarian, sweep through the gates of immortality.

Once it was confirmed that the people from Xuanqing Temple had gone far away, the entire Chongyang Valley erupted in an extremely enthusiastic cheer.

"Very good!"

"We won! We won!"

A group of people surrounded Lin Feng, as if they were no longer cultivators but ordinary people from the marketplace. They cheered and lifted Lin Feng up, throwing him high into the air.

"Lin Feng!"

After everyone finished cheering, Xu Yuanrang took the lead and, disregarding his status, personally bowed to Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, you have done a great favor for Chongyang Valley, you deserve our deepest bow!"

Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly stopped him and returned the greeting.

"No, no, how can a teacher bow to a disciple?"

Xu Yuanrang waved his hand and said with a serious expression.

"Lin Feng, although you are nominally a disciple of my Chongyang Valley, we both know that you haven't even received the formal apprenticeship ceremony. We have no obligation to teach you, but you have done us a great favor. You should receive this ceremony."

After speaking, Xu Yuanrang led the Chongyang Valley people to bow to Lin Feng once again.

Lin Feng declined repeatedly, but had no choice but to accept.

After the atmosphere calmed down, Lin Feng turned his gaze and locked it on Ying Wujiu at the back of the crowd.

"Ying Wujiu, it's time to settle our score too."

After saying that, Lin Feng actually pushed aside his fellow disciples in front of him and strode over to Ying Wujiu's side.

Everyone in Chongyang Valley looked bewildered. From their perspective, Lin Feng and Ying Wujiu didn't seem to have much interaction. So why did Lin Feng seem to have some deep-seated hatred towards them now?

"you?"

The grudge between Lin Feng and Ying Wujiu was never made public to anyone else.

On the one hand, Lin Feng was not strong enough at the time, and after the falling out, he was unable to protect himself.

On the other hand, Lin Feng was not close to the people of Chongyanggu and was worried that Chongyanggu would protect its own.

Now that these two concerns are gone, Lin Feng naturally no longer needs to hide anything.

He recounted in detail how Ying Wujiu had tried to kill him three times.

The expressions of the people from Chongyang Valley became complicated.

"this..."

"Ying Wujiu, you..."

With nowhere to run, Ying Wujiu knew he couldn't escape, and knelt down tremblingly.

"Sect Leader, I..."

Xu Yuanrang didn't even glance at Ying Wujiu.

The attitude is self-evident.

Seeing that Xu Yuanrang did not plead for him, Ying Wujiu was terrified and could only turn and kneel before Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, your strength has far surpassed mine. I can't possibly harm you again. Please, give me another chance."

Lin Feng raised his sword, aiming it straight at Ying Wujiu's throat.

"I've given you many chances."

"puff!"

The sword's edge pierced the throat.

Ying Wujiu didn't even have time to scream before collapsing to the ground, clutching his pierced trachea.

Xu Yuan gave a wink to the disciple beside him, who understood and quickly cleared away Ying Wujiu's body. Then he led Lin Feng to the inner hall.

"Lin Feng, although your cultivation has improved rapidly, your combat skills are still lacking."

"If you are willing, we can teach you everything we know."

Xu Yuanrang not only regarded Lin Feng as one of his own, but he also regarded him as the hope for the rise of Chongyang Valley.

Let alone all his life's learning, as long as Lin Feng can lead Chongyang Valley to rise, Xu Yuanrang will not be reluctant to take the position of sect leader.

Lin Feng was naturally happy to have someone to guide him and agreed without hesitation.

"Thank you, Sect Leader!"

Meanwhile, Fang Bo, dragging his injured body, returned to Xuanqing Temple with the help of others.

The elders of Xuanqing Temple were all astonished by this scene.

"Fang Bo, who hurt you like this?"

When they decided to annex Chongyanggu and other sects, they had already conducted thorough background investigations. With Fang Bo's strength, no one could harm him unless an elder intervened.

"You are invincible among your peers, does anyone dare to disregard martial ethics?!"

Fang Bo's face was rather pale, not from the exhaustion of his injury, but from the shame of being defeated by someone he looked down upon.

"He is a disciple of Chongyanggu."

"Our previous investigations did not yield any records about this person."

"His cultivation level is far inferior to mine, only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, and his combat techniques are extremely clumsy, yet for some reason, he displays such destructive power..."

Fang Bo paused for a moment, then continued.

"My spirit armor cannot stop his sword."

The elders present did not blame Fang Bo. After all, they were the ones who arranged the operation, and Fang Bo was just carrying it out. Moreover, he had done his best, so if something went wrong, it was not Fang Bo's fault.

However, Chongyang Valley is located in a very important position. If it cannot be successfully annexed and is delayed any longer, it may ruin the plan.

"Fang Bo, go down and heal your wounds first. We'll figure out the rest."

Fang Bo retreated dejectedly.

"It will be less than a month before our sect leader emerges from seclusion. If we are not prepared when he does, we may miss a crucial opportunity."

"Since things have come to this point, we have no choice but to resort to some extraordinary measures."

The elders of Xuanqing Temple exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"If you don't want to live, then die."

The people of Xuanqing Temple were intent on killing him, but Xu Yuanrang and the others were completely unaware of this and were eagerly instructing Lin Feng.

Xu Yuanrang was already aware of Lin Feng's talent, but when he actually began to teach Lin Feng, he was still shocked by the speed that Lin Feng displayed.

Whether it's movement techniques or sword skills, Lin Feng can learn them after just one look, and with a few more practice sessions, he can master them to perfection.

Watching Lin Feng use both hands simultaneously, employing two completely different sword techniques, Xu Yuanrang was filled with emotion.

"As expected of a born sword prodigy, such talent is truly terrifying!"

"Ordinary disciples would spend a long time comprehending even a single sword technique, yet Lin Feng can use two sword techniques simultaneously, their power amplified—truly terrifying!"

"It's been less than a month since Lin Feng entered Chongyang Valley. If given enough time, reaching the Nascent Soul stage shouldn't be difficult!"

"It's truly a miracle that the Ancestor could get Lin Feng to join Chongyang Valley!"

After imparting all the secrets that could be taught during the Foundation Establishment stage to Lin Feng, Xu Yuanrang patted Lin Feng on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"Lin Feng, I've taught you everything I can, and you've grasped it very quickly. Over the next few days, you can consolidate your knowledge on your own. I need to go to Xuanqing Temple."

Lin Feng readily agreed.

"Sect Leader, please go ahead. I also have some matters to attend to."

After receiving guidance from Xu Yuanrang and others, Lin Feng's combat skills have improved. What he lacks now is only a suitable magical weapon.

The longsword that was originally captured was clearly no longer enough.

Fortunately, the little Pixiu had prepared dragon-patterned black gold for Lin Feng beforehand, so Lin Feng took advantage of this time to refine the dragon-patterned black gold.

If Lin Feng could forge a divine weapon, his strength would reach a new level.