Apart from Lin Feng, Tian Zhongdao, and the Old Drunkard, the other seven were a skinny cultivator called Fan Chen, a tall, honest-looking cultivator called Zhang Kunlun, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth called Yu Zi 'ang. The fourth was of average build and had a pale complexion, and was called Liu Zhenyu. The fifth was a Fatso, and was called Li Qixun.
The remaining two were female cultivators. They were not very pretty, but they were not ugly either. They were the kind of women that no one would pay attention to if they were thrown into a crowd. One was called Song Chuxia, and the other was called Qi Nanrong.
Everyone introduced themselves to each other on the way here. In the future, they would all be fellow disciples, and they would share honor and disgrace. Naturally, they would help and support each other.
"Right, why haven't we seen the Peak Lord since we've joined Heaven Mending Peak?"
Lin Feng asked.
Li Qixun whispered, "I heard that the Peak Lord was injured and has been in seclusion."
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. He had heard people talk about this before. It was said that the Peak Lord of Heaven Mending Peak, Ji Butian, had been severely injured. The higher-ups of the Blue Cloud Sect planned to remove Heaven Mending Peak after Ji Butian passed away. Lin Feng had thought that it was just a rumor, but now it seemed like it was true.
He sighed. If Heaven Mending Peak was removed, then the disciples of Heaven Mending Peak might be chased out of the Blue Cloud Sect.
But since things had come to this, they could only take one step at a time.
Before long, everyone arrived at the Outer Sect Peak. It was already packed with people. There were new disciples and old disciples. There was a sea of people who had come to receive the benefits of being an Outer Sect disciple.
The Blue Cloud Sect had a total of three hundred thousand disciples, and Outer Sect disciples made up ninety percent of them.
"Good, good, good, so many people!" Tian Zhongdao sighed.
"Hey, isn't this Tian, Tian, Tian Stutterer?" At that moment, a voice that imitated Tian Zhongdao's stuttering was heard.
A dozen or so people walked over. These were the disciples of Misty Capital Peak, and it was Yu Zige who had let out that mocking voice.
"Don't, don't, don't, don't go too far." Tian Zhongdao said coldly.
"I, I, how did I go overboard?" Yu Zige sneered.
Tian Zhongdao's face was ashen from anger, but he stuttered, so it was hard for him to refute Yu Zige.
Lin Feng said indifferently, "I remember that someone was kicked in the face by Brother Tian in Iceflame Town and was sent flying for more than ten meters. That guy seems to have the same surname as you, Brother Yu Zige. He seems to be from the ancient Yu Clan. I wonder if Brother Yu knows him?"
Yu Zige's face suddenly changed. This matter was a great humiliation to him. It was also the reason why Yu Zige wanted to cut Tian Zhongdao into a thousand pieces. Now that Lin Feng had exposed it, Yu Zige's face became extremely gloomy.
"Ha … Nonsense. Our House Yu's disciples won't be kicked in the face." Yu Zige said with a gloomy expression.
"Yeah, House Yu's seniors in the Blue Cloud Sect, which one of them isn't an expert? How could they be kicked in the face? "
"Kid, don't be an alarmist here. You're ruining Brother Yu's reputation."
Yu Zige's disciples on the side hooted.
Yu Zige's face was gloomy. He was really afraid that Lin Feng would say that he was kicked in the face by Tian Zhongdao. If that happened, he would lose a lot of face and become the laughingstock of the Blue Cloud Sect.
Yu Zige glanced coldly at Lin Feng, waved his hand, and left with the disciples of Wudu Peak.
"Awesome, awesome, look, look, that, that grandson's, face, sullen, I, I, feel, very, very good."
Tian Zhongdao said.
"Evil people will be dealt with by evil people." The old drunkard muttered.
Yu Zige said worriedly, "Brother Lin, I heard that Yu Zige has a very deep background in Wudu Peak, and he's very talented. We can't afford to offend someone like that. It's better if we don't have any conflicts with him in the future. If we offend him and he takes revenge on us, we'll be finished."
Yu Zige was a coward, but Lin Feng could understand his worries. After all, he had only joined Bu Tian Peak, and his future was uncertain.
The old drunkard patted Yu Zige's shoulder and said, "What's there to be afraid of? If worse comes to worst, we'll just leave Blue Cloud Sect. If this place doesn't want us, there'll be other places for us. "
"Haha, you guys have guts. No wonder twenty-five of your thirty-five new disciples ran away. You're all thinking the same thing. You, the ten great geniuses, are going to become the pillars of Bu Tian Peak."
A faint laughter sounded, but it was full of ridicule and disdain.
Sikong Mo walked over while being surrounded by a dozen disciples.
Sikong Mo's talent was very terrifying, and his cultivation was also very high. He was seen as one of the new disciples with the highest chance of reaching the Yin Yang Realm. Now, he had been personally accepted as a disciple by the Five Elements Peak's Great Elder.
Sikong Mo's cultivation was indeed powerful. Lin Feng had exchanged blows with him before, so he knew how terrifying Sikong Mo was. Sikong Mo's Martial Spirit was too strange. Once it was used, it would poison the opponent.
Lin Feng was speechless. Even if Bu Tian Peak was weak, was there a need to step on them?
This was the reality.
There were few people who helped people in their hour of need, but there were many who kicked them when they were down.
This was the most realistic world, and it could be applied anywhere.
Seeing that it was Sikong Mo, the Bu Tian Peak disciples who wanted to refute quickly shut their mouths. Sikong Mo was someone they couldn't afford to offend.
Many people looked over, and when they saw Lin Feng and the others from Bu Tian Peak, they all had gloating expressions. Which of the new disciples of Bu Tian Peak hadn't been bullied? They had been ridiculed and humiliated.
"Isn't this Sikong Mo? You were chosen by the Five Elements Peak early on, and you have a Martial Spirit like the Three Thousand Weak Water. You're a true genius. "
The old drunkard looked at Sikong Mo with a smile.
Sikong Mo showed a proud expression and said, "That's right, it's me. Looks like you're not blind from old age."
The old drunkard said, "A genius is a genius. Sikong Mo will definitely become a rising star of the Qingyang Sect in the future. Who can compete with him?"
"Of course." Sikong Mo became even more proud.
"Pfft." Lin Feng laughed.
Sikong Mo's expression was slightly gloomy. He looked coldly at Lin Feng and said, "What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at me? A guy who was abandoned by the Nine Peaks dares to laugh at me? "
Lin Feng said, "How would I dare to laugh at genius Sikong Mo? I just think that the old drunkard is right. Brother Sikong, you're a genius with outstanding talent."
Lin Feng emphasized the words "outstanding talent."
At this moment, everyone seemed to have come back to their senses. They all looked at Sikong Mo's forehead and saw that the swollen bump on his forehead hadn't disappeared.
So this was what the old drunkard and the kid meant by outstanding talent.
Many people laughed out loud.
Sikong Mo also reacted. His expression immediately became gloomy, and he said coldly, "You two dare to make fun of me? Do you have a death wish? "
Sikong Mo's body emitted a cold aura. His eyes were cold, as if he was about to teach Lin Feng and the old drunkard a lesson.
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