Chapter 2113 - 2114: The Number One Weakling! (First Update)

The Chunyang Inn is vast, so even though there are many martial artists participating in the selection, each still gets assigned to a separate guest room.

During the past half month, Ling Feng has mostly been sitting on the back of the big bull. With nothing else to do, he uses this time to cultivate the Great Creation Technique.

Although the improvement in Divine Power is very limited, Ling Feng’s proficiency in the Great Creation Technique has advanced by several levels.

The Creation Power uses one’s own Divine Thought as the foundation, so even without any Elemental Power, it doesn’t affect the cultivation of the Great Creation Technique.

On the contrary, as he cannot cultivate other Cultivation Techniques, Ling Feng can concentrate fully, focusing entirely on the cultivation of the Great Creation Technique, progressing by leaps and bounds.

In a blink of an eye, another ten days have passed, and Ling Feng’s use of the Creation Power improves with each day.

Most of the time, Ling Feng stays in the room; besides comprehending the Creation Power, he tries to break the Soul Sealing’s seal with his own Divine Thought, attempting to connect with his Sea of Consciousness.

Unfortunately, the seal is too strong. Most of Ling Feng’s efforts have been in vain.

However, Ling Feng never gives up, believing that water dripping on a stone will eventually pierce it.

Sooner or later, the water will wear through the stone.

Besides cultivating the Great Creation Technique, Ling Feng also goes out for a walk, strolling through the markets of the Heavenly Pill Sacred City.

To refine the Forbidden-breaking Pill, many high-grade Spiritual Medicines are needed. Since he has come to the Heavenly Pill Sacred City, he naturally wants to investigate whether the city has the Spiritual Medicines he needs.

After ten days, Ling Feng has found most of the required materials. Unfortunately, although Ling Feng is now much more prominent, having gained a fortune through Yuntian Commerce, it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the precious spirit flowers and herbs needed to refine the Forbidden-breaking Pill.

If he wants to use the Forbidden-breaking Pill to weaken the seal of Soul Sealing, there is still a long way to go.

Because the Heavenly Pill Sacred City has complete rule enforcement and guards patrolling day and night, there are no conflicts within the city.

However, at Chunyang Inn, there are many battles every day.

"Brother Ling, want to come up and spar?"

Ling Feng had just returned to Chunyang Inn and was passing by a ring when someone on the ring shouted at him.

"No, thanks."

Ling Feng shook his head. This wasn’t the first time, and it was the same person who always challenged him, the young man riding the mountain-crushing Bao Xiong encountered earlier, Tang Yong.

Meeting Tang Yong here, Ling Feng wasn’t surprised. After all, his goal was originally to join Pure Yang Palace.

However, this guy is indeed a battle maniac. Since moving into Chunyang Inn, he’s spent almost all his time on the ring, either being challenged or challenging others.

Without exception, he defeats his opponents with astonishing strength.

In these few days, Tang Yong has made a name for himself within Chunyang Inn.

Oddly, this guy challenges a young man named Ling Feng almost every day, yet that guy named Ling Feng shows no signs of Elemental Power.

Several rounds in, Ling Feng also became known.

However, it was not a good reputation, but rather, the "number one weakling!"

A guy like that, appearing so refined, weak, and feeble, looking like he couldn’t even lift a chicken, where does he get the courage to participate in the Pure Yang Palace’s Sword Sect selection?

Yet, only Tang Yong knew Ling Feng’s strength was by no means as simple as it appeared.

"Haha, Brother Tang, don’t give the kid a hard time. Look at him, he probably can’t even kill a chicken, how would he dare to fight you!"

"Exactly, look at that kid, he looks so timid, he’s almost scared to death!"

Many martial artists around laughed uproariously, pointing at Ling Feng’s back.

Ling Feng didn’t care about how others saw him. After refusing Tang Yong’s invitation, he returned to his room on his own.

If he wanted to, defeating Tang Yong wouldn’t be difficult.

However, at present, his techniques are still too simplistic, and exposing them is not a good idea.

More importantly, such battles are utterly meaningless.

"So boring!"

Tang Yong looked at Ling Feng’s back, couldn’t help but frown, and muttered softly, "Didn’t he say he was going to join the Elixir Sect? Why is he here for the Sword Sect’s selection? But then again, with his strength, participating in the Sword Sect selection is more than ample; going for Alchemy is such a waste!"

"Someday, I’ll get you to fight me with all your strength!"

Tang Yong raised his fist; the less Ling Feng acted, the more interested he was in Ling Feng, and the more eager he was to know how strong Ling Feng really was!

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In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

A voice rang out, spreading throughout Chunyang Inn, calling everyone to gather in the courtyard’s open area.

Excitement instantly surged from their hearts, knowing the Pure Yang Palace’s Sword Sect selection was finally about to begin.

In less than 15 minutes, everyone left their rooms, gathering on the courtyard’s open area, a dense crowd of over a thousand people.

To say the least, while the Milo Continent isn’t large, it’s full of talents and is not simple at all.

Floating in mid-air at the front of the crowd was a figure with arms crossed, a middle-aged man in a yellow-brown robe, exuding a solemn aura, his gaze sweeping across, imposing heavy pressure.

This person is an Elder of the Sword Sect of Pure Yang Palace, responsible for conducting this Sword Sect selection.

These few days, Ling Feng has also come to understand some situations. The martial artists living in Chunyang Inn aim to participate in the Sword Sect selections, while Master Tao Hong clearly told him that with the championship Token from the Elixir King’s event, he could directly become a disciple of the Elixir Sect.

There are some strange aspects to this.

He was, after all, already considered a Pure Yang Palace disciple; why does he still have to participate in selections?

However, the letter Master Tao Hong gave him indeed mentioned he should report to Chunyang Inn upon reaching the Heavenly Pill Sacred City.

Could it be that Master Tao Hong, in the end, because he rejected him, is secretly causing trouble?

This seems unlikely.

Master Tao Hong, though rather old-fashioned, is a person of great principle and wouldn’t do such a thing.

In that case, there’s only one possibility left.

Someone who sent him a message is causing trouble.

Master Tao Hong might not do it, but his two disciples, especially the one named Zhuo Ming, might.

Though realizing he was likely being set up, he had no choice but to soldier on.

Whether it’s the Elixir Sect or the Sword Sect, either way, he must enter the Pure Yang Palace!

"I won’t say anything redundant. To enter Pure Yang Palace, three tests must be passed."

Pausing for a moment, the Sword Sect Elder said loudly, "Now, the first test begins."

As he spoke, the Sword Sect Elder’s eyes emitted two yellow-brown rays, shooting out in a fan shape, sweeping across, until his gaze settled on Ling Feng.