Chapter 14: Chapter 14 Ive never heard such a request
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Its Long Qitian, the Young Master of the Long Family!
They say he reached the Fifth Layer of Qi Refinement at sixteen, a real prodigy, yet hes never joined a sect.
But the Long Familys ancestor is at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement, and the whole family is equivalent to a middle-rank sect; why would they need to join another?
But didnt he claim he wanted to join the Misty Sect?
Obviously, hes got his eyes on the two female disciples of the Misty Sect. He really has no taste!
Everyone in line scattered, no one daring to be within ten meters.
But the whispers had already spread.
Ye Feng, hearing these comments, immediately noticed Long Qitian eyeing Li Jiaojiao and Mo Ying, a gleam in his eyes.
Li Jiaojiao was refreshingly beautiful, far surpassing the common, tawdry women by Long Qitians side.
As for Mo Ying, even though she wore a black veil and hat, her figure was graceful, and she carried an air of aloofness.
It wasnt just Long Qitian; even Ye Feng, without considering their faces, thought their figures were perfect.
With a smack,
Long Qitian slapped five lower grade spirit stones on the table and arrogantly said,
From today on, I am the senior brother of the Misty Sect. Everyone else should greet me upon seeing me, especially these two pretty junior sisters, who will have to attend to my daily needs.
Ye Feng looked at Long Qitian as one would look at an idiot.
He would never accept someone with impure motives into his sect.
Malicious intentions, poor character, does not meet requirements. At that moment, even the System gave a prompt.
Ye Feng found himself in agreement with the Dog System for the first time, simultaneously rejecting Long Qitian.
So, Ye Feng pointed at the five spirit stones on the table and said seriously,
I dont care if youre Long Qitian, Long Aotian, or Zhao Ritian, our Misty Sect is not interested. Go where its cool and stay there.
You dare to refuse me?
Long Qitians eyes widened in anger.
Seeing this, Ye Feng thought to himself that the Cultivation World indeed never lacked such foolhardy antagonists.
But he wasnt worried about Long Qitian seeking revenge, after all, he was the Sect Leader of a formal sect under the protection of the City Lords Mansion.
If he feared the younger generation of a family, how could he establish a foothold?
Havent you ever been refused? Ye Feng lifted an eyelid, pointing to a stinking ditch in the distance, By the way, its cooler over there.
In Whitefloat City, no one has ever dared refuse this Young Master. Youre the first!
Long Qitian shoved the two plain women from his embrace onto the ground with both hands.
He took a step forward, his fist already raised.
Yet, his punch stopped just a foot above Ye Fengs head, as the two guards behind him intervened.
Young Master, this is the Sect Leader of the Misty Sect, you cant strike him; causing a scene that reaches the City Lords Mansion would be hard to settle, one guard said sternly.
Exactly, added the other guard.
Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, It seems these two guards arent here to protect you but to prevent you from offending someone untouchable.
Nonsense, a mere lower-rank sect leader, is someone Long Qitian cant offend?
Long Qitian shrugged off the guards hands, pointing at Ye Fengs nose, Do you really think I wouldnt dare to hit you?
Then go ahead and hit me!
Ye Feng spread his arms, utterly indifferent.
If Long Qitian really hit him, he would immediately fall to the ground and wouldnt get up without a hundred spirit stones.
In the early stages of our sects foundation, I, as the Sect Leader, must strive for the sects welfare, Ye Feng planned in his heart, looking forward to Long Qitians attack.
Upon hearing Ye Fengs words, Long Qitians hand was raised in anger, but the thought of his familys dividends being docked till next year made him withdraw it.
Seeing Long Qitian hold back, Shi Lei and the other Misty Sect disciples, who were ready to act, also breathed a sigh of relief.
However, for the sake of his own pride, Long Qitian came up with a cunning move and pointed to his own nose, smirking at Ye Feng,
I wont hit you, but do you dare to hit me? Ill be standing right here; come on and give it a try!
In Long Qitians view, Ye Feng wouldnt possibly hit him, and that would leave them at a draw.
This way, he could save face.
At that suggestion, Ye Fengs eyes bulged.
Good heavens!
Who would make such an absurd request?
Bang!
A solid straight punch hit Long Qitian on the nose, and blood sprayed out.
Long Qitian staggered back two steps, stupefied.
Everyone else was stunned, too.
Ye Feng really dared to hit him?
Everyone heard it, it was Long Qitian who asked this Sect Master to hit him. I, Ye, have lived for twenty years, but Ive never heard such a bizarre request,
Ye Feng said, spreading his hands.
Long Qitian wiped off the blood from his nose, shaking with fury as he pointed at Ye Feng and cursed:
You you hit me?
Alright!
Ye Feng didnt care whether it was a question or a request. He shouted loudly and charged forward.
Straight punches, hooks, White Crane Spreads Wings, Illusory Step Bright Palm, Bow Stance Kick, Turn Back and Draw
A sequence of long fist techniques later, Long Qitian was left battered and swollen-nosed, collapsing onto the ground.
The layer of bruising was merely superficial, but he was utterly confused.
Long Qitian simply couldnt believe Ye Feng dared to hit him, especially with such enthusiasm, delivering a relentless series of fifteen moves.
The onlookers were dumbfounded as well.
Sect Master Ye, please stop!
Two guards from the Long Family immediately stood in front of Ye Feng, Just now, our Young Master was rude to Sect Master Ye. You have hit him already. How about we let this pass?
Ye Feng felt a bit unsatisfied, How about this? Let the Young Master hit me back, then just compensate me with ten Lower Grade Spirit Stones hey, dont go, five will do!
We take our leave!
The two guards twitched and hastily propped Long Qitian up, dragging him away from the Hundred Sects Plaza.
Ye Feng, I will remember todays incident mmm mmm mmm!
Before Long Qitian could finish his sentence, a strange noise came out, as if his mouth were stuffed with stinky socks.
Why do the Long Familys guards seem a bit afraid of me? Ye Feng watched the direction where Long Qitian and his group disappeared, feeling a strange sensation in his heart.
Sect Master Uncle, you really dared to hit him?
Li Jiaojiao and the other disciples finally snapped back to reality.
Standing not too far away, Mo Ying stared at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with surprise behind the black veil.
Isnt this guy a mere mortal? When he was throwing punches just now, his physique seemed very strong, almost giving me the impression of a peak Ninth Layer Qi Refinement Could it be an illusion? wondered Mo Ying to herself.
Once a cultivator entered the Qi Refining Realm, the Spiritual Energy would circulate day and night within their meridians, nurturing their flesh.
The higher the cultivation level and the older the age, the longer the body would be tempered, and the stronger it would become. Dont judge some old cultivators by their skinny appearance; their strength can be shockingly powerful.
Thats the benefit of being nourished by Spiritual Energy.
Ahem! About what just happened, no need for panic, everyone. We from the Misty Sect are very reasonable in our dealings, honest to both young and old, welcoming those with aspiration to join us,
Ye Feng went back to his seat and started to invite people around to sign up.
After what had just happened, many were looking at Ye Feng with new respect, but considering the Long Family might hold a grudge against the Misty Sect, they merely watched and didnt dare to join.
This scene made Ye Feng a bit anxious.
Long Family Main Hall.
Dad, look, this is all the work of Ye Feng, the Sect Master of the Misty Sect. Its really bad,
Long Qitian knelt on the ground, sobbing to the mature and composed middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.
This man was Long Qitians father, Long Zhenchuan.
Patriarch of the Whitefloat City Long Family, at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement.
Long Zhenchuan glanced at Long Qitian and said: Hmm, it does look pretty bad. If youd come back a bit later, you would already be healed.
Long Qitian:
He really wanted to ask if he was picked up from a remote mountain crevice.
Otherwise, how could his own father say such a thing?
The Misty Sect has been mentioned by Steward Zhou Jiaqian and is considered part of the Zhou Familys faction. For now, our Long Family should not provoke them. Alright, you can leave now!
With a wave of his hand, Long Zhenchuan created a gust of wind, and Long Qitian was suddenly blown outside the Main Hall.
You two, come here!
Long Zhenchuan put down his teacup and called out.
His voice was authoritative and somewhat gloomy.
The two guards hurriedly entered, kneeling on the ground, not daring to even breathe too loudly.
Chapter 14: Chapter 14 Ive never heard such a request
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Its Long Qitian, the Young Master of the Long Family!
They say he reached the Fifth Layer of Qi Refinement at sixteen, a real prodigy, yet hes never joined a sect.
But the Long Familys ancestor is at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement, and the whole family is equivalent to a middle-rank sect; why would they need to join another?
But didnt he claim he wanted to join the Misty Sect?
Obviously, hes got his eyes on the two female disciples of the Misty Sect. He really has no taste!
Everyone in line scattered, no one daring to be within ten meters.
But the whispers had already spread.
Ye Feng, hearing these comments, immediately noticed Long Qitian eyeing Li Jiaojiao and Mo Ying, a gleam in his eyes.
Li Jiaojiao was refreshingly beautiful, far surpassing the common, tawdry women by Long Qitians side.
As for Mo Ying, even though she wore a black veil and hat, her figure was graceful, and she carried an air of aloofness.
It wasnt just Long Qitian; even Ye Feng, without considering their faces, thought their figures were perfect.
With a smack,
Long Qitian slapped five lower grade spirit stones on the table and arrogantly said,
From today on, I am the senior brother of the Misty Sect. Everyone else should greet me upon seeing me, especially these two pretty junior sisters, who will have to attend to my daily needs.
Ye Feng looked at Long Qitian as one would look at an idiot.
He would never accept someone with impure motives into his sect.
Malicious intentions, poor character, does not meet requirements. At that moment, even the System gave a prompt.
Ye Feng found himself in agreement with the Dog System for the first time, simultaneously rejecting Long Qitian.
So, Ye Feng pointed at the five spirit stones on the table and said seriously,
I dont care if youre Long Qitian, Long Aotian, or Zhao Ritian, our Misty Sect is not interested. Go where its cool and stay there.
You dare to refuse me?
Long Qitians eyes widened in anger.
Seeing this, Ye Feng thought to himself that the Cultivation World indeed never lacked such foolhardy antagonists.
But he wasnt worried about Long Qitian seeking revenge, after all, he was the Sect Leader of a formal sect under the protection of the City Lords Mansion.
If he feared the younger generation of a family, how could he establish a foothold?
Havent you ever been refused? Ye Feng lifted an eyelid, pointing to a stinking ditch in the distance, By the way, its cooler over there.
In Whitefloat City, no one has ever dared refuse this Young Master. Youre the first!
Long Qitian shoved the two plain women from his embrace onto the ground with both hands.
He took a step forward, his fist already raised.
Yet, his punch stopped just a foot above Ye Fengs head, as the two guards behind him intervened.
Young Master, this is the Sect Leader of the Misty Sect, you cant strike him; causing a scene that reaches the City Lords Mansion would be hard to settle, one guard said sternly.
Exactly, added the other guard.
Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, It seems these two guards arent here to protect you but to prevent you from offending someone untouchable.
Nonsense, a mere lower-rank sect leader, is someone Long Qitian cant offend?
Long Qitian shrugged off the guards hands, pointing at Ye Fengs nose, Do you really think I wouldnt dare to hit you?
Then go ahead and hit me!
Ye Feng spread his arms, utterly indifferent.
If Long Qitian really hit him, he would immediately fall to the ground and wouldnt get up without a hundred spirit stones.
In the early stages of our sects foundation, I, as the Sect Leader, must strive for the sects welfare, Ye Feng planned in his heart, looking forward to Long Qitians attack.
Upon hearing Ye Fengs words, Long Qitians hand was raised in anger, but the thought of his familys dividends being docked till next year made him withdraw it.
Seeing Long Qitian hold back, Shi Lei and the other Misty Sect disciples, who were ready to act, also breathed a sigh of relief.
However, for the sake of his own pride, Long Qitian came up with a cunning move and pointed to his own nose, smirking at Ye Feng,
I wont hit you, but do you dare to hit me? Ill be standing right here; come on and give it a try!
In Long Qitians view, Ye Feng wouldnt possibly hit him, and that would leave them at a draw.
This way, he could save face.
At that suggestion, Ye Fengs eyes bulged.
Good heavens!
Who would make such an absurd request?
Bang!
A solid straight punch hit Long Qitian on the nose, and blood sprayed out.
Long Qitian staggered back two steps, stupefied.
Everyone else was stunned, too.
Ye Feng really dared to hit him?
Everyone heard it, it was Long Qitian who asked this Sect Master to hit him. I, Ye, have lived for twenty years, but Ive never heard such a bizarre request,
Ye Feng said, spreading his hands.
Long Qitian wiped off the blood from his nose, shaking with fury as he pointed at Ye Feng and cursed:
You you hit me?
Alright!
Ye Feng didnt care whether it was a question or a request. He shouted loudly and charged forward.
Straight punches, hooks, White Crane Spreads Wings, Illusory Step Bright Palm, Bow Stance Kick, Turn Back and Draw
A sequence of long fist techniques later, Long Qitian was left battered and swollen-nosed, collapsing onto the ground.
The layer of bruising was merely superficial, but he was utterly confused.
Long Qitian simply couldnt believe Ye Feng dared to hit him, especially with such enthusiasm, delivering a relentless series of fifteen moves.
The onlookers were dumbfounded as well.
Sect Master Ye, please stop!
Two guards from the Long Family immediately stood in front of Ye Feng, Just now, our Young Master was rude to Sect Master Ye. You have hit him already. How about we let this pass?
Ye Feng felt a bit unsatisfied, How about this? Let the Young Master hit me back, then just compensate me with ten Lower Grade Spirit Stones hey, dont go, five will do!
We take our leave!
The two guards twitched and hastily propped Long Qitian up, dragging him away from the Hundred Sects Plaza.
Ye Feng, I will remember todays incident mmm mmm mmm!
Before Long Qitian could finish his sentence, a strange noise came out, as if his mouth were stuffed with stinky socks.
Why do the Long Familys guards seem a bit afraid of me? Ye Feng watched the direction where Long Qitian and his group disappeared, feeling a strange sensation in his heart.
Sect Master Uncle, you really dared to hit him?
Li Jiaojiao and the other disciples finally snapped back to reality.
Standing not too far away, Mo Ying stared at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with surprise behind the black veil.
Isnt this guy a mere mortal? When he was throwing punches just now, his physique seemed very strong, almost giving me the impression of a peak Ninth Layer Qi Refinement Could it be an illusion? wondered Mo Ying to herself.
Once a cultivator entered the Qi Refining Realm, the Spiritual Energy would circulate day and night within their meridians, nurturing their flesh.
The higher the cultivation level and the older the age, the longer the body would be tempered, and the stronger it would become. Dont judge some old cultivators by their skinny appearance; their strength can be shockingly powerful.
Thats the benefit of being nourished by Spiritual Energy.
Ahem! About what just happened, no need for panic, everyone. We from the Misty Sect are very reasonable in our dealings, honest to both young and old, welcoming those with aspiration to join us,
Ye Feng went back to his seat and started to invite people around to sign up.
After what had just happened, many were looking at Ye Feng with new respect, but considering the Long Family might hold a grudge against the Misty Sect, they merely watched and didnt dare to join.
This scene made Ye Feng a bit anxious.
Long Family Main Hall.
Dad, look, this is all the work of Ye Feng, the Sect Master of the Misty Sect. Its really bad,
Long Qitian knelt on the ground, sobbing to the mature and composed middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.
This man was Long Qitians father, Long Zhenchuan.
Patriarch of the Whitefloat City Long Family, at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement.
Long Zhenchuan glanced at Long Qitian and said: Hmm, it does look pretty bad. If youd come back a bit later, you would already be healed.
Long Qitian:
He really wanted to ask if he was picked up from a remote mountain crevice.
Otherwise, how could his own father say such a thing?
The Misty Sect has been mentioned by Steward Zhou Jiaqian and is considered part of the Zhou Familys faction. For now, our Long Family should not provoke them. Alright, you can leave now!
With a wave of his hand, Long Zhenchuan created a gust of wind, and Long Qitian was suddenly blown outside the Main Hall.
You two, come here!
Long Zhenchuan put down his teacup and called out.
His voice was authoritative and somewhat gloomy.
The two guards hurriedly entered, kneeling on the ground, not daring to even breathe too loudly.
