Have a Taste of Your Own Medicine!

After a brief meal, Duanmu Qingshan arranged Ling Feng in a bamboo house to the right of his own.

Like everything else in Small Bamboo Peak, the abode was simple, containing nothing but a bed, table, and a few chairs.

Ling Feng placed his belongings on the ground and grabbed a rag to clean since this place was going be his new home, however temporary.

When he was done, he opened the Questioning Immortal Qi Refinement Art and began to read. A long while later, he lifted his chin, heart pounding with excitement.

"Originally, a martial artist of the Coagulating Qi Boundary is supposed to practice like this. No wonder I haven't been able to continue to break through, even after using the Absorption and Refinement divine rune."

"Human Path's first divine rune activate!"

Ling Feng breathed deeply, and quickly a familiar warmth washed over his left eye.

A moment later, he began gathering the surrounding world vitality and smelting it into true Qi like a great immortal cauldron.

The elegant and graceful Questioning Immortal Sect was truly worthy of its reputation as one of the topmost martial arts sects in the Tianbai Empire. Compared to the mortal world, its world vitality was a thousand times richer.

Unfortunately, Ling Feng had no time to waste on indulging in the richness of the inner sect's world vitality. He only had thirty breaths of time, and he dared not lose a second.

"Absorb the world vitality… draw it into the Qi sea…"

He followed the Qi circulation method of the Questioning Immortal Qi Refinement Art and after thirty breaths, he shouted, "Break open!"

Ling Feng's teeth clenched as the true Qi inside of his Qi sea finally reached the breakthrough point.

Then, as if a barrier had been broken, new, more refined true Qi emerged. Like a treasured sword cutting its way through thistle and thorn, it grew stronger and sturdier, circulating freely and without obstacle through all of his limbs and bones.

"I broke through!" Ling Feng yelled, laughing without restraint. His true Qi had not only expanded several points, his mortal eye had also made his cultivation base jump over the 2nd stage to directly enter the 3rd stage of Coagulating Qi!

The Coagulating Qi 3rd stage was the standard cultivation base of all the disciples that had entered the inner sect along with him. Perhaps if Li Liang were to test him again, his situation would be entirely different from it was now.

Moments later, Ling Feng repressed his joy with a long sigh. Now that he had used up his thirty breaths, he would have to rely on his own effort to continue to promote.

Although he couldn't use his mortal eye, he didn't want to waste any time. The Coagulating Qi 3rd stage wasn't sufficient by far.

The night quickly passed.

Early the next morning, about four or five youngsters dressed in the Questioning Immortal Sect uniform, followed the mountain path that led to Small Bamboo Peak.

Each youth wore an expression of happiness as they rushed to Duanmu Qingshan's bamboo house.

Finally, one of the young disciples couldn't bear to open his mouth to question, "Fellow brothers, Master ordered us to humiliate Senior Uncle Duanmu's disciple. If the Senior Uncle should blame us, will we suffer?"

"Hehe, you can rest assured. That old monster will not protect his disciple. Forget humiliation, it won't be any big thing even if we end up killing him," the middle one, the oldest boy, said with a laugh.

"Right! One year, Brother and I accidentally killed one. We didn't get into any kind of trouble. The whole thing was very satisfying!"

To the right, a sharp-tongued youth with monkey-like cheeks laughed in turn, "I hope the bones of this kid can hold up longer than the last one. I want to play a little bit longer this time!"

"That's it," the new basic disciple shouted with sudden excitement as he listened to their words, "Fellow brothers, you must let me throw in a couple of punches, ha."

"Em, okay. You can also kick him a few times. The only rule we have is don't hold back. And should anything happen, remember Master will shoulder all responsibility!" Ren Yifei said with a delighted laugh. This group of youngsters wasn't afraid of Duanmu Qingshan because their master was Yang Wei.

Quickly, the five disciples of Meteor Peak arrived.

With a slight cough, Ren Yifei bowed toward Senior Uncle Duanmu's bamboo house, "Disciple Ren Yifei pays respect, Senior Uncle Duanmu!"

Ling Feng was handling the medicinal herbs he had collected yesterday when he heard Ren Yifei's voice. Immediately, his eyebrows furrowed.

Trouble had finally arrived!

"Master said that if I make it through the next few days, I can truly request him to be my master. It seems like I can't hide," Ling Feng muttered, clenching his fists. He placed the medicinal herbs back on the table, opened the door, and left.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw five arrogant-looking youngsters. Their intentions were obviously bad.

"My master is not here, so please leave," Ling Feng said, shouting toward the five youths.

"Are you Ling Feng?" Ren Yifei asked with narrowed eyes, mouth hung in a smile.

"I am"" he replied with a cold, unwelcoming voice. Because he knew why these youths were here, he was finding it hard to greet them with a smile.

"I apologize. Even though we don't have any hatred or enmity toward you…well, just blame it on the fact that you are waste," Ren Yifei snorted, "A piece of trash like you should be hit…should be damned!"

Then, with a gesture of his hand, Ren Yifei shouted, "Who wants to go first?"

"I will… I will!" The youngest of the group moved forward a step, yelling, "Let me teach him, fellow brothers!"

"Okay. I will give you a chance to perform," Ren Yifei said with a nod. The fellow he was speaking to was Jia Ping, one of the first people chosen to become a disciple of Meteor Peak yesterday. Because Jia Ping had given his fellow brothers many advantages, they had allowed him to come and take part in this annual welcoming ceremony of theirs.

Licking his chops like a wolf in anticipation of the kill, Jia Ping arrived in front of Ling Feng and yelled, "Black Wind Claw!"

This move was the Jia Family's ancestral martial skill. It wasn't unusual for a disciple to have already learned a few martial skills before entering the Questioning Immortal Sect.

Ling Feng's face changed slightly. Although he had broken through to Coagulating Qi 3rd stage, he hadn't learned any martial skills of his own.

His eyebrows furrowed and his right eye concentrated slightly as he observed Jia Ping's martial skill. An instant later, he shouted, "Black Wind Claw!"

"Bang!"

A pair of claws collided in midair.

"Dēng dēng dēng!"

Ling Feng's body shook slightly, and Jia Peng was forced a few steps backward.

"How is this possible? Black Wind Claw is my family's ancestral martial skill. How can you?"

"It's not impossible?" Ling Feng snapped in reply, "Because I am your long-lost biological father!"

"Brat, you are courting death!" Although Jia Ping was flushed with anger, he dared not make another rash move. The hidden losses he had taken a moment go had scared him.

"Ahem, you have some skills!" Ren Yifei said, eyes narrowed in reverie. Several years ago, he had also been elected to be Duanmu Qingshan's disciple. However, when the time came for him to face the disciples of the other lineages, he was humiliated, defeated in a single move. He was not like Ling Feng who had actually been able to repel Jia Ping, a disciple from a prominent martial arts family.

"It seems that I have to do it myself," Ren Yifei's tone sneered, "A Coagulating Qi 1st stage… I must see what great ability you actually have!"

Before his voice could fade, he vanished in a streak of lightning. Using mysterious footwork, he quickly fired into Ling Feng.

"Haha, it is Chasing Cloud Step! I can't believe Brother Ren is using that movement technique!"

"It seems like Brother Ren has gotten serious!"

Ling Feng's vision concentrated, activating the deva eye's first divine rune once more.

Unlike the Human Path divine rune. the Deva Path divine rune could be used countless times.

"Chasing Cloud Step? I can use that also!" Ling Feng snorted coldly. The next instant, he was moving in step with Ren Yifei.

The speed and comprehension of his movement technique was not the least bit under that of Ren Yifei!

Ren Yifei's eyelids jumped in surprise. He took a step forward to attack when suddenly his armpit became numb. What happened next, Ren Yifei did not see. Because in that second, Ling Feng slipped past his guard, shifted to his backside, and jabbed an acupuncture needle into his armpit in one fluid motion.

When Ren Yifei tried to swivel and counter, half of his body froze from paralysis.

"Bang!"

Unable to move, Ren Yifei crashed to the ground.

"lī…lī…lī…"

Ren Yifei went all out to open his mouth to curse Ling Feng but his tongue, which had gone numb as well, made it hard for him to form words.

"Brother Ren!"

The eyelids of the surrounding disciples jumped wildly. Had the Coagulating Qi 4th stage Ren Yifei just been defeated, so easily at that?

Annoyed by Ren Yifei's attempts to curse him, Ling Feng proceeded to stomp Ren Yifei's head into Small Bamboo Peak's hard-packed soil.

"Whoever it was that said pieces of trash deserved to be hit…" Ling Feng's fierce vision pierced the audience. "They were right!"