Chapter 1245
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Zhao Hongyi was the green-skinned youth who had been defeated by Zhao Feng a few days ago.
His cousin was a well-known figure amongst the inner disciples. He had long since broken into the True God realm and was already a Rank Four True God.
"Why are you telling me all this?"
Zhao Feng bluntly asked.
Zhao Feng was extremely puzzled by the fact that Pan Hao, an inner disciple, had come to find him of his own accord and even said so many words of advice.
"As a Quasi-God genius, you didn't hesitate to start as a worker disciple in order to pursue Zhao Yufei. I truly admire your actions. You should truly like Zhao Yufei!"
Pan Hao sternly said.
"Secondly, you've offended Zhao Hongyi's cousin, Zhao Lanyi. Among the inner disciples, Zhao Lanyi and I stand on opposite sides. I also came to see if you have any hope of joining our side!"
Pan Hao revealed his second reason.
The struggle between inner disciples was extremely intense because it concerned their chances of becoming a core disciple.
If Zhao Feng had the strength and potential to become an inner disciple, then Pan Hao needed to pull Zhao Feng over to his side.
Zhao Feng nodded. It seemed that Pan Hao had not come to find him by chance.
However, he couldn't be bothered to care about the struggle between the inner disciples of the Spiritual Race.
"Then what about you? Aren't you one of Zhao Yufei's pursuers? "
Zhao Feng curiously asked.
"I guess so!"
Pan Hao thought for a while before replying.
Who didn't love a prodigy or a beautiful woman? However, Pan Hao knew that he couldn't obtain Zhao Yufei's favor, so he didn't want to get involved.
However, his father urged him every day to pursue Zhao Yufei. He said that no one could say for sure what fate was, and that perhaps Zhao Yufei had taken a liking to his son.
Pan Hao had no choice but to put on an act and become one of Zhao Yufei's pursuers.
"Pan Hao, you're an inner disciple. Can you help me pass a message to Zhao Yufei?"
Zhao Feng suddenly thought of something and said directly.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not that great among the inner disciples. It's impossible for Zhao Yufei to see me!"
Pan Hao chuckled.
He was still thinking about how Zhao Feng still hadn't given up after he had said so much.
Zhao Feng lowered his head. It seemed that he had underestimated Zhao Yufei's status among the Astrals.
"With your current status, you might not even be able to see Zhao Yufei once in a few decades. However …"
Pan Hao smiled, keeping Zhao Feng in suspense.
"But what?"
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat. Pan Hao seemed to have an idea.
"However, recently, a portion of the core disciples of the Spirit Tribe have invited many core disciples and inner disciples to a gathering …"
Pan Hao replied with a smile.
Zhao Feng knew that Zhao Yufei was definitely one of the core disciples.
"Brother Pan, bring me there!"
Zhao Feng's expression flickered as he immediately said.
"I think that it's best if you don't go. This gathering is actually going to be hosted by Quasi-God Luo Yu and Zhao Yufei. These are two great beauties of the Spiritual Race, and almost all of their suitors will be there …."
Pan Hao advised.
Zhao Feng's reputation had already spread to the inner disciples.
If Zhao Feng really came, he would definitely be targeted.
Zhao Feng said nothing, but his eyes were fixed on Pan Hao.
"You really want to go?"
Zhao Feng did not have the right to participate in this gathering.
Even if Pan Hao didn't tell Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng would definitely find out about such a major event.
Moreover, Zhao Feng was a madman who was probably capable of anything.
"I can take you there, but you absolutely can't do anything when the time comes!"
Pan Hao warned Zhao Feng.
As long as he brought Zhao Feng to broaden his horizons, there would be no problem if Zhao Feng didn't cause any trouble.
Pan Hao and Zhao Feng chatted for a while about the contents of the gathering.
Around midnight, Pan Hao left Zhao Feng's residence.
"Right, you can relax. Zhao Lanyi is currently in seclusion and won't make trouble for you in the near future. Use this time to make good use of the periphery disciples' cultivation resources and increase your strength!"
Pan Hao reminded him before he left.
He could see that Zhao Feng had hidden himself very deeply and was probably not weak, so he could join their side. However, Zhao Lanyi was a Rank Four True God. Zhao Feng was definitely no match for him, so Pan Hao gave him a warning.
After Pan Hao left, Zhao Feng began to seclude himself.
After becoming a periphery disciple, no one could recklessly disturb Zhao Feng while he was in seclusion, much less use their Divine Senses to probe him.
One month later, Zhao Feng left the palace.
Periphery disciples did not need to do any cleaning, but they had to take on a small mission each month. Depending on the difficulty of the mission, they would receive a corresponding reward and contribution points.
The Mission Hall would have many new missions every day, ranging in difficulty from Demigod to Rank Seven Ancient God. All the disciples of the race could choose from these missions.
The missions here could not only be used for training, but also for rewards and contribution points.
At this moment, a powerful ripple of Divine Power came from the distance.
All the disciples around the Mission Hall couldn't help but look over.
"That's …?"
Zhao Feng's eyes were focused on a group of three riding an extremely fast flying Yao God toward the Mission Hall.
The Spiritual Race had a rule that normal disciples could not ride flying mounts in the Spiritual Race.
"That's … a core disciple of the Spiritual Race!"
Someone called out in alarm.
Two of the three people on the flying mount had the Spiritual Race bloodline.
"How flashy!"
A female disciple's eyes rippled as she gazed at the youth at the very front of the flying mount.
This youth had an appearance that even women would be jealous of, and his Spiritual Race body made him seem even more handsome and noble.
But at this moment, this youth's eyes were focused on Zhao Feng.
"It's him!"
The youth who was the center of attention spoke at the same time as Zhao Feng.
"Yuan Long, you recognize this periphery disciple?"
A girl with a pure face next to Yuan Long asked in surprise.
"Heh, I didn't think that you would come here!"
Yuan Long couldn't help but smile.
When he followed his master to the Continent Zone and took away Zhao Yufei, he truly did look down on Zhao Feng.
But now, Zhao Feng was able to rely on his own abilities to come to the Spiritual Race and become a periphery disciple. This was proof that Zhao Feng wasn't that stupid.
Everyone around the Mission Hall was stunned.
The majority of them recognized Zhao Feng. He was the Quasi-God who had started out as a worker disciple in order to pursue Zhao Yufei.
But they had never imagined that Zhao Feng would know Yuan Long, a core disciple of the Spiritual Race and a true genius of the race.
"However, the current you is even less worthy of Junior Sister Yufei!"
Yuan Long calmly said. He ignored Zhao Feng and walked straight into the Mission Hall.
The surrounding crowd was in an uproar. It seemed that this Zhao Feng had been pursuing Zhao Yufei for a long time.
"This kid has probably been pursuing Zhao Yufei for a very long time."
"He's just a toad lusting after swan meat!"
The nearby disciples couldn't help but discuss.
After a long time, Yuan Long and the other two people collected their rewards and walked out of the hall.
Yuan Long gave Zhao Feng an extremely indifferent glance before leaving.
The pure Spiritual Race girl looked at Zhao Feng with a smirk as she walked to his side.
"There's only a few more days until the conference. You must be there!"
The Spiritual Race girl said as she walked closer.
"Mm?"
Zhao Feng smelled the fragrance of a woman, and an item appeared in his hand.
The Spiritual Race girl sent him an invitation as she quietly placed it in his hand.
Zhao Feng gripped the invitation in shock as he watched the Spiritual Race girl leave.
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