Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 333 Chief Disciple

Ye Feng waved his hand and the contract flew into his hand. After taking a look at it, he nodded slightly.

"very good!"

After a moment, the contract disappeared.

"Senior, I want to ask you for help with something?"

"Well, what's the matter, tell me?"

"It's like this. I've been suppressed by the elders of the other seven peaks for many years. Next year, the seven peaks will hold a big competition. The contestants are all foundation-building disciples. I would like to ask the seniors to help me win against the other six peaks."

"Oh! Aren't you a member of the Song family? Didn't Song Que help you?"

“Senior, you don’t know that the ancestor doesn’t think highly of me. He thinks highly of Junior Brother Song Gui from Ghost Fire Peak. Junior Brother Song Gui is too abominable. He humiliates me every time he sees me. I can’t beat him, and he has the ancestor’s support. I can’t do anything about it.

Over the years, I have been swallowing my anger and wanted to accept the senior as my disciple...

So I hope that Senior, during the Seven Peaks Competition, you can kill the morale of Ghost Fire Peak."

Song Daonian smiled like a servant.

"Well, don't worry, I will help you in the Seven Peaks Competition!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, a bottle of elixir flew out from his sleeve.

“This is the Infant Forming Pill that I personally refined. This pill is made by me personally, and its efficacy is several times that of ordinary Infant Forming Pills.

I guarantee that you will succeed in having a baby within ten years!"

"Infant Forming Pill? Senior refined it personally? Several times more!"

"Great, great! Thank you very much, senior! Thank you very much, senior!"

Song Daonian was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly took the pill and thanked Ye Feng repeatedly.

"Well, you don't have to be so polite! We are a family from now on!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Okay, I'm going to practice. Don't disturb me for this year. After a year, just notify me to participate in the competition!"

Ye Feng walked out of the hall.

"Congratulations, senior!"

Song Daonian watched Ye Feng leave with joy.

"Great! Condensing the Nascent Soul within ten years! Song Gui, let's see how you fight me. Even if you have the support of the ancestor, I am not afraid of you. Now I have this senior backing me up!"

Ye Feng returned to the cave and continued to practice the "Xuan Yin Sutra".

Another year passed, and Ye Feng finally cultivated the "Xuan Yin Sutra" to the ninth level, which is the final level.

"I never expected that the Xuan Yin Sutra, which I thought I could master in a little over a year, actually took me three years."

Ye Feng stood up and said to himself,

"The longer you practice, the more powerful this Xuan Yin Sutra will be. I must find someone to try it out if I have the chance!"

"Senior Brother Han is in the cave!"

A young monk shouted outside the cave.

This young man was the one who invited Ye Feng to Mingshui Peak last year. His tone at this moment was obviously much more polite than before.

Ye Feng walked out of the cave and glanced at the young man: "Oh, it turns out to be Junior Brother Mao Jie! What are you doing here?"

"Brother, the elder invites you!"

Mao Jie said respectfully with a smile.

"Well, lead the way!"

"As ordered!"

Mao Jie agreed.

He knew that Ye Feng was now Song Daonian's eldest disciple and also the eldest senior brother of Mingshui Peak, and that his cultivation had even reached the late stage of foundation building. He did not dare to offend him at all, fearing that Ye Feng would cause him trouble, so he respected Ye Feng very much.

In the Elder Hall of Mingshui Peak, Song Daonian sat on the throne, with two disciples in purple clothes below him.

A tall and thin man wearing a purple robe was Qian Bowang, Song Daonian's former eldest disciple. Ever since Ye Feng came, he took the title of his eldest disciple, so he was not convinced by Ye Feng.

It was the first time he met Ye Feng, so he looked at Ye Feng with a somewhat unfriendly look.

The other one was a female monk wearing a purple long dress, and this female monk was the one named Yin Rou.

Yin Rou was quite impressed by Ye Feng, but she did not expect that Ye Feng would become the chief disciple of Mingshui Peak. She looked at Ye Feng, somewhat surprised.

"It's this kid. I remember when he first started, he was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining. How could he have reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment in just three years? This is incredible!"

Yin Rou thought secretly in her heart.

Song Daonian was very happy to see Ye Feng. After taking Ye Feng's elixir, his cultivation had indeed improved. He wanted to come down and pay his respects to Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng told him through voice transmission that there was no need to salute.

"Disciple Ye Feng, hello to Master!"

Ye Feng clasped his fists and bowed slightly.

"Han Qian...Han Li, no need to be so polite, no need to be so polite!"

Song Daonian stood up in a hurry and almost said something wrong.

He coughed a few times and said, "Qian Bowang, Yin Rou, come and meet your senior brother!"

Yin Rou did not dare to neglect the words, looked at Ye Feng, and bowed slightly: "Greetings, Senior Brother!"

"No need to be so polite, Junior Sister!"

Ye Feng said with a slight fist clasped.

"Master, how can this kid be worthy of being our senior brother? I don't accept it!"

Qian Bo looked at Song Daonian, clasped his fists and said unconvincedly.

"How dare you! You didn't even listen to what your master said. If it weren't for your master, you would still be chopping wood in the mountains!"

Song Daonian was furious when he heard this. He was afraid that Ye Feng would be angry and blame him for not managing his apprentice well, so he glared at Qian Bowang.

"Master, don't be angry. Since Junior Brother Qian is not convinced, let's have a competition!"

Ye Feng was not angry at the side.

"Okay, okay! Qian Bowang, since you are not convinced, why don't you compete with your senior brother?"

Song Daonian said with a pleasant expression.

"Hey, why is Master different today than in the past? He was always cold before, but today after meeting Senior Brother Han, why is he so enthusiastic?"

Yin Rou saw Song Daonian's look from the side and thought secretly in her heart.

"Let's compete. I'm not afraid of you! Master, if I win, the position of the chief disciple of Mingshui Peak will still be mine."

Qian Bowang said resentfully.

"You little brat, can you not cause me trouble? This is a senior in the late Nascent Soul stage, you are talking too much nonsense."

Song Daonian kept cursing Qian Bowang in his heart.

"Han Li, I won't show mercy!"

After Qian Bowang finished speaking, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a blood-red long sword flew out and went straight to Ye Feng's chest.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and slapped the storage bag on his waist. A blood-red sword suddenly flew out. The blood-red sword flashed with blood and shot towards the flying blood-red long knife.

Bang bang bang!

In a blink of an eye, the sword and the knife were entangled in mid-air, and soon the blood-red sword was at a disadvantage.

"Senior Brother Han has really achieved great accomplishments. He defeated Senior Brother Qian in a short while! No wonder Master made him the chief disciple."

When Yin Rou saw Ye Feng gradually occupying the mountain, her eyes were filled with admiration.

But Qian Bowang was still not convinced at this time. He slapped the ground and a red coffin flew out from the ground. The coffin lid opened and a slightly fat middle-aged corpse puppet holding a red long knife flew out.

The slightly fat middle-aged corpse puppet waved the red long sword in his hand and slashed towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng did not dodge. Another coffin flew out from the ground. A burly man holding a red long sword rushed out and blocked the attack.

Boom!

The two corpse puppets in the late foundation building stage fought each other in an instant. Soon, the slightly fat middle-aged corpse puppet was at a disadvantage.