Once the three core disciples left, the Mission Hall once more began to buzz with activity.
"Why was Kong Die so close to Zhao Feng just now?"
"Kong Die has a good relationship with Zhao Yufei. She's definitely warning Zhao Feng not to bother Zhao Yufei anymore!"
Many people began to point at Zhao Feng.
No one present noticed that when Kong Die approached Zhao Feng, an invitation had appeared in Zhao Feng's hand, and Zhao Feng had immediately put the invitation away in his Interspatial Dimension.
"This person is helping me?"
Zhao Feng was rather surprised.
From the discussions of the surrounding disciples, Zhao Feng knew that this Spiritual Race girl called Kong Die was on extremely good terms with Zhao Yufei.
But if she wanted to help Zhao Feng, why didn't she just tell Zhao Yufei about it, instead of giving Zhao Feng an invitation?
In addition, through his interaction with Yuan Long, Zhao Feng finally understood Yuan Long's strength.
"Rank Five True God!"
Zhao Feng's heart chilled.
Yuan Long wasn't very old, around the same age as Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng didn't need to fear a Rank Five True God at his current level of strength, but Yuan Long had the Spiritual Race bloodline and could probably contend against a Rank Six True God.
"If I try to break through to the Heavenly Divine Realm now, I have a fifty percent chance of becoming a Rank Five True God!"
Zhao Feng was not discouraged.
Once he succeeded in breaking through to the Heavenly Divine Realm, he wouldn't need to fear Yuan Long.
In addition, Zhao Feng's Sacred Lightning Body and Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique had yet to be perfected.
Thus, Zhao Feng needed to wait until these two techniques were perfected before breaking through to the Heavenly Divine Realm.
At that time, he would have an even higher chance of becoming a Rank Five True God.
He walked into the Mission Hall and picked the simplest mission. After spending three days, he finished it.
Afterward, Zhao Feng remained in seclusion in his residence.
One day, Pan Hao came once more.
"Let's go. I'll bring you to experience the exchange between the inner clan and core disciples!"
Soon, Zhao Feng arrived at the living area of the inner disciples. The Heaven Earth Yuan Qi here was even denser than outside.
At this time, there were very few people in the inner sect disciple area. Most of them had already rushed over to the exchange.
Not long after, Zhao Feng finally arrived at the core disciple area.
Core disciples were the ones that the Spirit Race focused on nurturing. Any core disciple would be protected and nurtured by the Spirit Race.
Among the core disciples, there were some whose strength was inferior to the periphery disciples, but their talent and potential were absolutely top notch. As long as they accumulated enough time, they would transform into experts.
Before long, a clear lake appeared in front of them.
There were many small bridges, walkways, and pavilions on the lake.
The figures of many young elites were gathered in groups of three to five, and they seemed to be discussing something.
"Quasi-God Luo Yu and Zhao Yufei are the stars of this conference. They won't be here so soon!"
Pan Hao saw that Zhao Feng was looking around and immediately smiled.
"I brought you here so that you can see Zhao Yufei and see your powerful competitors so that you can give up on this idea. Remember, don't act recklessly!"
Before entering the exchange meeting, Pan Hao reminded them again.
Zhao Feng's brow creased. He naturally wouldn't offend the people here, but there were some things that could not be avoided.
Then, the two of them stepped onto the bridge above the lake.
Although Zhao Feng's reputation had spread far and wide, very few of the inner disciples knew what Zhao Feng looked like. The core disciples almost never bothered with the minor matters of their subordinates.
"Look over there! That's a Spiritual Race core disciple called Zhang Yutong. He's a Rank Six True God, and his ancestor had a significant status in the Spiritual Race. He's one of the strongest competitors for Zhao Yufei!"
Pan Hao messaged Zhao Feng as they walked onto the bridge. His goal was naturally to strike a blow at Zhao Feng and have him back off.
"They're all very strong!"
Zhao Feng nodded.
Every person participating in this conference was a one-in-ten-thousand genius. They either possessed formidable strength and methods or had supreme talent.
For example, Zhang Yutong. This was the first time Zhao Feng had seen such a young genius who had reached Rank Six True God.
Pan Hao nodded, believing that Zhao Feng had been intimidated by all these geniuses and knew that he had no chance.
Pan Hao introduced many inner disciples to Zhao Feng.
Almost all of these inner disciples were on Pan Hao's side. When they learned of Zhao Feng's identity, they somewhat blamed Pan Hao.
"I just brought him to see Zhao Yufei and put an end to his thoughts!"
Pan Hao whispered.
The inner disciples didn't say anything else. They sighed and went to try to befriend a core disciple.
"Isn't this Brother Pan?"
At this moment, a pointy-faced youth appeared behind Pan Hao.
Pan Hao immediately knew who this person was.
He impatiently gave a casual greeting.
"This person is called Cui Lin. He's Zhao Lanyi's man!"
Pan Hao secretly messaged Zhao Feng.
"Brother Pan, this seems to be the first time this Cui has seen the person next to you. Why don't you introduce him to me?"
Cui Lin's cold and sinister gaze instantly fell on Zhao Feng.
The inner disciples were generally divided into two factions, and Cui Lin and Pan Hao were on opposing sides.
But Cui Lin didn't remember a golden-haired brat appearing on Pan Hao's side. Was he a newly promoted inner disciple?
"How could insignificant people like us be worthy of Brother Cui's acquaintance!?"
Pan Hao straightforwardly refused and brought Zhao Feng to the edge of the conference.
"You'd better keep a low profile for me. You can't let them recognize your identity as a periphery disciple, or else they'll definitely give our faction a vicious beating and humiliate you!"
Pan Hao whispered.
The two of them sat on the edge of the conference where there were fewer people.
Pan Hao wasn't really pursuing Zhao Yufei or Quasi-God Luo Yu, so he didn't care about this conference.
At this moment, the chatting youths in the conference instantly fell silent and looked into the distance.
"Look, Quasi-God Luo Yu is here!"
Pan Hao shrugged Zhao Feng's shoulder.
Two Spiritual Race women were walking over from nearby.
But everyone's eyes were focused on the white-clothed woman on the right.
She was like a fairy made of ice, her face like a lotus flower emerging from the water. Her clear and moving eyes were like exquisite crystals, and her curvaceous body was faintly discernible. As she walked, she was able to tug at the hearts of many youths.
"She's Quasi-God Luo Yu?"
Zhao Feng also looked appreciatively at this fairy-like beauty.
Quasi-God Luo Yu was only a Rank Three Quasi-God, but she had the Spiritual Race bloodline and was even stronger.
But Zhao Feng's gaze was quickly attracted by the woman next to Quasi-God Luo Yu.
This woman had a smug smile on her face. It was none other than the first Spiritual Race female disciple that Zhao Feng had seen when he first arrived at the Spiritual Race, Wei Qingying.
"Fairy Luo Yu, how have you been recently?"
"Quasi-God Luo Yu, did you like the Nine-Colored Heaven Yang Flower that this Shen gave you last time?"
…
More than half of the youths in the building immediately rushed forward and began to speak.
"Luo Yu is very happy to welcome all of you to this conference …."
Quasi-God Luo Yu nodded and smiled at the young elites.
Surrounded by many geniuses, Quasi-God Luo Yu entered the conference grounds.
"Eh?"
Next to Quasi-God Luo Yu, Wei Qingying suddenly noticed a golden-haired figure. After a moment of surprise, her lips curled into a smile.
Wei Qingying whispered a few words into Quasi-God Luo Yu's ear, and then Quasi-God Luo Yu's gaze instantly focused on Zhao Feng with faint disdain.
Almost all the youths present were focused on Quasi-God Luo Yu. Now that Quasi-God Luo Yu had suddenly looked in a certain direction, it naturally attracted their attention.
"Mm? What's going on? Has Quasi-God Luo Yu taken a fancy to me? "
Next to Zhao Feng, Pan Hao was stunned, and his heart began to thump.
He was not one of Quasi-God Luo Yu's pursuers because he knew that he had no hope, but if Quasi-God Luo Yu took a fancy to him, Pan Hao would naturally be ecstatic.
"Isn't that the Zhao Feng who started out as a worker disciple in order to pursue Big Sister Yufei?"
Wei Qingying gave a crafty smile, her eyes brimming with disdain.
Wei Qingying's words instantly alarmed the crowd.
"I seem to have heard of this matter before. So it's that brat?"
A core disciple coldly snorted as he shot a glance at Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Feng!"
Cui Lin was dumbfounded.
Only core disciples and inner disciples had probably been invited to this conference.
He remembered that Zhao Feng had only been promoted to periphery disciple not too long ago. How could he have become an inner disciple so quickly?
Before he could think further, a golden-clothed youth not far from Zhao Feng sneered, "A toad lusting after the flesh of a swan. A lowly servant wants to pursue Zhao Yufei?"
"It's over!"
Pan Hao mentally cursed.
Zhao Feng's brow creased as he looked at the golden-clothed youth. He had the bloodline of the Spiritual Race and was only a Rank Three True God, but he had an extremely arrogant expression. The disdain in his eyes was more obvious than anyone else's.
"Endure it. He's Jin Wei, Zhao Yufei's fiery pursuer. Although he's young and his cultivation is low, his ancestor has enormous authority in the Spiritual Race. Jin Wei's ancestor did his utmost to encourage him to pursue Zhao Yufei so that he could consolidate his bloodline's position in the Spiritual Race!"
Pan Hao messaged Zhao Feng, explaining this person's background and status.
"Servant, do you have the guts to have a match with me? If you lose, get the hell out of here! "
Jin Wei saw that Zhao Feng was silent and instantly became even more condescending.
Half of the conference was to exchange pointers while the other half was to exchange pointers.
But before everyone had arrived, Jin Wei had already challenged Zhao Feng to a fight.
The surrounding inner and core disciples all coldly smiled at Zhao Feng.
Jin Wei was famous for his arrogance, his harsh words, and his ability to humiliate others was top-notch.
Moreover, Jin Wei's bloodline had an extremely high status in the Spiritual Race. Even some of the core disciples didn't want to provoke him.
Zhao Feng coldly stared at Jin Wei.
If he didn't leave, this person would definitely continue to humiliate him.
"Okay, I also want to experience the strength of a core disciple!"
Just when everyone believed that Zhao Feng would angrily leave, he stood up and accepted the challenge.
On the side, Pan Hao slapped his forehead. Bringing Zhao Feng here had been a grave mistake.
"Fairy Luo Yu, if you don't mind, let me take care of this servant before the conference begins!"
Jin Wei looked at Fairy Luo Yu and grinned.
"Luo Yu has come this time to experience the strength of all the geniuses present …."
Fairy Luo Yu said with a smile, giving her tacit approval.
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