"You know her?"
Elder Yu's expression suddenly shifted as he stared in shock at Zhao Feng, deep suspicion in his eyes.
The Spiritual Race was one of the four five-star factions of the Ziling Zone, and he recognized some of its heavyweight prodigies.
Among them, the Spiritual Race's Zhao Yufei was an extremely extraordinary individual. She stood above all but one, and she was the hope of the Spiritual Race's future.
Impossible! This brat can't possibly know Zhao Yufei!
Elder Yu inwardly rejected this idea.
Zhao Feng came from the Gulong Zone, and his bloodline was ordinary. How could he possibly be related to Zhao Yufei of the Ziling Zone?
Elder Yu was even more convinced that Zhao Feng was an admirer of Zhao Yufei, that he viewed her as the goddess of his dreams and simply wanted to meet her.
"Zhao Yufei, of the Spiritual Race!"
Han Ning 'er softly muttered in surprise.
She knew that this was the person Zhao Feng was looking for, and this person was actually in the Spiritual Race, a five-star faction.
It was no wonder Zhao Feng was so concerned about her that he would travel such a great distance to meet her.
"Is there any way for me to meet her or contact her?"
Zhao Feng directly asked.
Zhao Feng estimated that this Elder Yu would not be able to help him.
Thus, if Zhao Feng was really unable to help Elder Yu with his urgent question, Zhao Feng would immediately leave and find another way.
"This …"
Elder Yu's brow creased in silence.
The Spiritual Race was a five-star faction, and the Life Origin Sect was under its rule.
He was just an ordinary Elder of the Life Origin Sect. He truly did not have a way for Zhao Feng to meet the prodigy of the Spiritual Race, Zhao Yufei.
If I can't resolve this brat's problem, he'll definitely stay here and refuse to leave!
Elder Yu thought to himself.
Han Ning 'er was clearly interested in Zhao Feng. If Zhao Feng stayed here, the two of them would easily get together.
After all, the two of them had come to the Ziling Zone together and experienced many things together. Han Ning 'er was also a descendant of the Eye of Life, so her appearance and demeanor were impeccable.
"Senior Yu, please help him!"
Han Ning'Er said in a low voice.
"I can use my connections to let you enter the Spirit Race, but only as a servant disciple …"
After a long time, Elder Yu spoke.
In a faction, the Odd Job Disciples were just menial workers. Normally, they had no chance of coming into contact with the important figures of the Spirit Race.
Above the Servant Disciples were the Periphery Disciples. Only by becoming a Periphery Disciple would one truly be considered a member of the Spirit Race and be protected by the Spirit Race.
However, the Spirit Tribe was a five-star faction. No matter how powerful Elder Yu's connections were, he couldn't allow an unknown person to become a peripheral disciple of the Spirit Tribe.
"Little Brother, I can see that you're strong and talented. Even if you're a Menial Disciple, if you do well, it won't take long for you to be promoted to a Periphery Disciple!"
Elder Yu knew that the status of a Menial Disciple was too low.
"A servant disciple."
Zhao Feng frowned and fell into deep thought.
First of all, if he became a Menial Disciple, he wouldn't be able to see Zhao Yufei.
However, Elder Yu was right. If a Menial Disciple did well, he would have a chance to become a Periphery Disciple.
"If you're not willing, you can choose to wait another eighty years. In eighty years, the Spirit Race will recruit new disciples. With your abilities, you should be able to easily enter!"
Elder Yu continued.
Even if he didn't say this, Zhao Feng would still be able to find out.
Eighty years was not a long time for cultivators. Some True Gods could even go into seclusion for several hundred years at a time.
"Young Master Zhao, why don't you stay here for now and go to the Spirit Race in eighty years …"
At this time, Han Ning'Er began to persuade Zhao Feng to stay.
The status of a Menial Disciple was too low. No faction would care about the life or death of a Menial Disciple.
Moreover, with how outstanding Zhao Feng was, Han Ning'Er couldn't bear to make him do menial work.
"Then I'll have to trouble Senior Yu. I want to go to the Spirit Race!"
Zhao Feng said after thinking for a moment.
Eighty years was not something that Zhao Feng could wait.
It would also be very difficult for him to enter the Spirit Race through any other means.
Han Ning'Er's eyes dimmed. Zhao Feng was willing to do menial work just to enter the Spirit Race and meet Zhao Yufei.
"Okay. Wait a little while, and I'll arrange for you to go to the Spirit Race!"
Elder Yu rejoiced.
In his view, Zhao Feng was Zhao Yufei's admirer and was doing everything in his power to meet her.
Elder Yu didn't care about that. He just wanted to send off Zhao Feng as soon as possible so that Han Ning'Er would forget about him.
After arranging a residence for Zhao Feng and Han Ning'Er, Elder Yu took his leave.
Upon returning to his residence, Zhao Feng habitually returned to the Spacetime Robe and cultivated for a while.
Many rhombus-shaped five-colored crystals floated in front of Zhao Feng.
The pure Intent energy of the Five Elements permeated the air around Zhao Feng, allowing him to comprehend them.
Two of Zhao Feng's Five Elements Intent had already reached Level Four. Once he reached Level Four with the other three, his Five Elements Divine Power would get even stronger.
After a while, the five-colored crystals in front of him slowly dimmed, turning back into ordinary crystals.
Swish!
Zhao Feng took out the three Vine Fruits. These fruits contained Intent energy that could help Zhao Feng increase his Intent and refine his soul.
Because of the technique he cultivated, some aspects of Zhao Feng were extremely powerful.
However, Zhao Feng's Soul Intent was still stuck at the Rank Three True God level, making it difficult for it to advance any further. As a result, some of his eye-bloodline techniques could not keep up with Zhao Feng's level.
However, as long as Zhao Feng broke into the True God level and attained a certain rank of the Heavenly Divine Realm, his Soul Intent would evolve and reach that rank.
One day, Zhao Feng and Han Ning'Er met.
It wouldn't be long before Zhao Feng left the Life Origin Sect for the Spiritual Race.
On the journey to the Ziling Zone, the two had gone through thick and thin together and had become friends who could talk about anything. Zhao Feng was still rather reluctant to part with her.
"Who is she to you? Is she worth doing so much for? "
Han Ning'Er curiously asked.
"I promised her that I would go find her!"
After a long while, Zhao Feng finally replied.
As for Han Ning'Er's first question, Zhao Feng didn't know how to answer it.
"I hope that you can see her soon!"
Han Ning'Er smiled as she wished him well.
Zhao Feng nodded and leisurely strolled through the Life Origin Sect with Han Ning'Er.
The Life Origin Sect was a peak four-star faction of the Ziling Zone. Most of its members were doctors, so its status was even more special.
If not for the worry of Zhao Yufei, Zhao Feng wouldn't have minded staying in this faction to cultivate and slowly develop.
Several days later, Elder Yu found Zhao Feng.
"We can set out!"
Elder Yu said with a warm smile.
After bidding farewell to Han Ning'Er, Zhao Feng was led by the Life Origin Sect Elder on a journey to the Spiritual Race.
When Zhao Feng left the Life Origin Sect.
A blue-clothed man stood near the Life Origin Sect. His face was as white as jade, and he exuded a refined and refined aura.
This person was Zhao Feng's clone, Zhao Hui. Zhao Feng planned to have Zhao Hui stay in the Life Origin Sect to cultivate the Medicine Dao.
On the other hand, Zhao Feng sensed that there was something off about this Elder Yu.
Han Ning'Er possessed the Eye of Life, but ever since Han Ning'Er arrived at the Life Origin Sect, the Life Origin Sect had shown no signs of activity. From this, one could see that Elder Yu had not reported this matter to his superiors.
Thus, Zhao Feng had Zhao Hui stay here so that he could infiltrate the Life Origin Sect when they recruited disciples.
… …
The Spiritual Race was one of the four five-star factions of the Ziling Zone, ruling over a quarter of the Ziling Zone's territory. Its faction naturally could not be on the outskirts of the Ziling Zone.
Fortunately, with an Elder of the Life Origin Sect leading the way, Zhao Feng's group was able to use the teleportation arrays of four-and-a-half-star and peak four-star factions.
After more than half a year, Zhao Feng arrived at the Spiritual Race.
What greeted his eyes were massive crystalline mountains of various colors. Strangely, these crystalline mountains were covered in lush greenery and clear water, as well as the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. It was like a crystalline paradise.
"What thick Heaven Earth Yuan Qi!"
Even before entering the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng's left eye sensed the pure and thick Heaven Earth Yuan Qi drifting in the center of the Spiritual Race.
Zhao Feng estimated that there was at least a high-quality God Crystal vein beneath the Spiritual Race's territory!
Of course, the area covered by a high-quality God Crystal vein was definitely the core area of the Spiritual Race. Only the core disciples and upper echelon members of the Spiritual Race could use it.
After a series of inspections, Zhao Feng smoothly arrived at the Spiritual Race.
After receiving the items that a worker disciple should have, Zhao Feng became a worker disciple of the Spiritual Race, a five-star faction.
"In the Spiritual Race, as long as you don't offend a core disciple …."
The Elder of the Life Origin Sect warned Zhao Feng before leaving.
If Zhao Feng accidentally offended a core disciple, the group of people that had recommended him would be in big trouble.
Outside the Spiritual Race, in the Celestial River Valley:
Zhao Feng, wearing the uniform of a worker disciple, arrived near a crystalline palace.
"I am Zhao Feng, a worker disciple who has just arrived. Attendant Liu, please assign me a mission!"
Zhao Feng calmly said.
As a worker disciple, there was only work to do.
"Go to the spirit herb area in the northwest and tend to the spirit herbs in the fourth field!"
After a long while, a voice came out from inside.
Among the items that Zhao Feng received was a basic map of the outer regions of the Spiritual Race.
Zhao Feng quickly arrived at the fourth field in the spirit herb area. The herbs planted here were all for the use of Mystic Light Realms.
"Eh? That brat must be new!"
Zhao Feng's arrival attracted the attention of the other worker disciples in the spirit herb area.
Many disciples shook their heads and sighed, looking at Zhao Feng with pity.
At this moment, a man with thick eyebrows strode over from the first field in the spirit herb area.
"Hehe, Peng Zhuo came out."
"It's his fault for being new. Plus, Peng Zhuo's methods aren't too rough."
Some of the nearby worker disciples discussed as they watched the show.
"Brat, you're new, right? I'll leave the work here to you in the future!"
Peng Zhuo arrived in front of Zhao Feng. He was tall and muscular, two heads taller than Zhao Feng.
"Attendant Liu won't say anything if I help you?"
Zhao Feng asked curiously.
"Haha, it's fine as long as the mission is completed. Why would he care who completed it!?"
Peng Zhuo laughed as he looked down on Zhao Feng, as if he was certain that he would win.
"Oh, so there's no problem finding someone else to complete the mission!"
Zhao Feng nodded his head.
"I'll leave this field to you. Take good care of it for me!"
Zhao Feng said before returning to a building not far away.
That house was where the Odd Job Disciples resided.
"Brat, what did you just say?"
Peng Zhuo's expression became angry as he roared, and an invisible violent aura spread.
The newcomer really was new and didn't know how high Heaven and Earth were. He could only use methods to make him submit.
"It's over. This newcomer doesn't know how strong Peng Zhuo is and dares to talk back to him!?"
"Hehe, he'll be well-behaved after I teach him a lesson!"
The nearby worker disciples revealed expressions as if they were watching a show.
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