Feixue was just like her name. She was cold and arrogant like snow. Her arrogance was beyond words. When she passed by the crowd, she did not even glance at the disciples. It was as though these disciples were no different from trash in her eyes.
Ouyang Ye was different. The reason why she was popular in the Yunxia School was mainly because she did not put on airs and was willing to help others. She greeted everyone with a smile the moment she arrived.
"Disciple."
Daoist Feixue called out and said indifferently, "Don't waste time."
"Oh," Ouyang Ye replied and followed his master into the courtyard.
"Their aptitudes are mediocre and they are destined to be mediocre. Why are you wasting time with them?"
Ouyang Ye curled her lips and replied, "Master, they are my friends."
"Friends?" Daoist Feixue shook her head and said with disdain, "They are not qualified to be your friends. Befriending them will only lower your status and might even implicate you. You are a proud daughter of the heavens, so your future friends will be the same. Only by befriending people who are on par with you will it be helpful for your cultivation."
Daoist Feixue had always placed benefits above all else.
Ouyang Ye was disgusted by this.
However, her master was still her master. Even if Ouyang Ye was disgusted, she couldn't say anything. Furthermore, Daoist Feixue had a good relationship with her relatives.
"And that Gu fella, you promised me before you went into seclusion that you would cut off all contact with him. Why did you go to the Hidden Spirit Garden in the back mountain immediately after you came out?"
Ouyang Ye wanted to say that Gu Qingfeng wasn't her sweetheart.
It wasn't that she didn't try, but no matter how she explained, Daoist Feixue wouldn't believe her. Instead, it made things worse.
Ouyang Ye was worried that her master would find trouble with Gu Qingfeng. Therefore, she could only say that she had cut off all contact with Gu Qingfeng.
After coming out of seclusion, she heard that Gu Qingfeng had become an inner disciple. She also heard that he had not only defeated Li Can, but also cultivated the Flame-Thunder Art to the Perfection Boundary. She couldn't help but be surprised. She wanted to ask about it, but unfortunately, she didn't see Gu Qingfeng in the Hidden Spirit Garden.
"My dear disciple, I advise you to give up on this ridiculous and childish 'love at first sight'. Also, don't harbor any delusions. He failed to reach the Foundation Establishment stage and is destined to be a cripple for the rest of his life. Even if he cultivates the Flame-Thunder Technique to the Great Circle of Perfection, it still won't change this fact. Don't think that he looks impressive just because he defeated Li Can. He only relied on his mutated body that failed to reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
. "" Master, please don't say that he is a cripple because he failed to build his foundation. I don't like to hear that. "
Ouyang Ye didn't know whether Gu Qingfeng was a cripple or not, and she didn't want to know. She only knew that Gu Qingfeng agreed to pretend to be a Childe Chiyan to help her. Moreover, after coming to Yunxia School, Li Sen and Li Can had gone to find trouble with Gu Qingfeng. This made Ouyang Ye feel very apologetic.
"You are still young and inexperienced. When you grow up, you will know that what I said today is for your own good. You are a proud girl with a bright future …"
Daoist Feixue continued, but Ouyang Ye was no longer in the mood to listen. She quickly walked into the main hall.
There were many elders sitting in the main hall, and the one in charge was Rende.
Not only was this old man in charge of the inner sect assessment, but he was also in charge of all the assessments and competitions in the sect. Of course, this also included the competition for the chief disciple of the Twelve Academies.
Seeing that Daoist Feixue had brought Ouyang Ye in, Elder Rende stroked his white beard and smiled. "I and the others were just discussing whether Miss Ouyang Ye would participate in the competition for the chief disciple of the Twelve Academies this year. I didn't expect her to come so soon …"
Ouyang Ye was a genius. Not only did she have a five-colored spiritual root, but she also had a bloodline. Now that she had built a five-colored foundation, she had great potential and her future achievements were immeasurable. On the day she entered the sect, Daoist Feixue had suggested that she directly become the direct disciple of Yunxia School's His Highness Jiu. However, this suggestion was rejected by Rende.
The strict and impartial Rende had always been particular about fairness. No matter how good one's aptitude was, they had to follow the rules of Yunxia School. Daoist Feixue had always been brooding over this matter. Now that she saw Rende, she spoke coldly and arrogantly.
"A year ago, my disciple already had the qualifications to compete for the chief disciple of the Twelve Academies. It was just that she was unwilling to use the power of her bloodline. This year, my disciple has built a five-colored foundation. Her martial arts, spells, sword techniques, and formations have all improved. Even if she doesn't use the power of her bloodline, it will be a piece of cake for her to compete for the chief disciple of the Twelve Academies."
None of the elders present objected to this point. In the previous year's inner sect competition, they had all seen with their own eyes how Ouyang Ye defeated a disciple in the second stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm with her Xiantian Stage Six cultivation and flawless Four Arts of the Immortal Dao.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.
Everyone was puzzled and looked over. They saw two people walking into the courtyard.
One was a short fatty with a big head and big ears, while the other was a tall young man dressed in white. He was eating a red leaf demon fruit with a faint smile on his face.
Everyone knew the short fatty. He was Féquy, the Great Deacon of the Inner Sect.
Everyone also knew the young man in white. He was Gu Qingfeng.
"Gu Qingfeng?"
Ouyang Ye was surprised to see Gu Qingfeng. He hadn't seen him for more than a month, but this guy didn't seem to have changed at all.
He was still the same person.
He didn't have the vigor of a young man, only a calm lethargy.
The smile at the corner of his mouth was still gentle, casual, and carefree.
It was as if nothing had changed. Even the robe he was wearing was the one she had found for him in the First-rank Mountain Villa.
"Hey, isn't this Sister Ouyang? Long time no see." Gu Qingfeng squinted his eyes and smiled. He took a closer look and was surprised. "You've built your foundation … and it's a five-colored foundation. Not bad! Not bad, you have a bright future. "
"You … What are you doing here?"
After eating the Red Leaf Demon Fruit, Gu Qingfeng threw the core into his storage pouch and wiped the corner of his mouth. He smiled. "I'm here to sign up for the chief disciple position. What else can I do?"
Sign up for the chief disciple position?
Ouyang Ye wondered if she had heard wrongly. Not only her, but Daoist Snowflake and Elder Rende were also in disbelief.
"You think you can compete for the chief disciple position?" Daoist Snowflake scolded. "What qualifications do you have?"
"What?" Gu Qingfeng glanced at Féquy and asked, "Does this require qualifications?"
Féquy shook his head and replied, "All inner disciples have the qualifications to compete for the chief disciple position."
"Oh, I thought you had to pass the tribulation to become an immortal to qualify for the chief disciple position."
Féquy could tell that the Young Master was purposely teasing Daoist Snowflake. He couldn't help but smile. "Maybe in some people's eyes, only those who pass the tribulation to become an immortal have the qualifications to compete for the chief disciple position."
"Féquy!"
Daoist Snowflake became angry and scolded, "I think you're tired of living!"
"You don't say, I am indeed tired of living …"
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