Lin Feng's thoughts

Nangong Ling, his anger palpable, left Moye bewildered. It took Moye a moment to react, bowing deeply. "Master, Moye admits his fault."

Although Moye and his father, Moye Canglan, held great power within the Yunhai Sect, Nangong Ling was still the sect master. If Nangong Ling was truly angry, Moye had no choice but to compromise and admit his mistake.

"Perhaps I was too arrogant in front of the sect master, which displeased him," Moye thought to himself, cursing his own behavior.

Seeing Moye admit his mistake, Nangong Ling's expression softened slightly. He glanced coldly at Moye and said, "Since you acknowledge your mistake, I will let it go this time, but it should not set a precedent."

"As for the outer disciple, Yu Hao, he was the one who provoked first, threatening to cripple and kill. Considering the circumstances, he is forgiven."

"But, Master..." Moye wanted to say more, but he did not realize the true reason behind Nangong Ling's anger.

"Hmm?" Nangong Ling's eyes turned icy as he swept his gaze over Moye. Moye's words were instantly swallowed back, and he forced out, "Master is wise."

With a cold snort, Nangong Ling let it go. His gaze then fell upon Lin Feng, and he asked, "What is your name?"

Lin Feng raised his head, meeting Nangong Ling's gaze with calm and depth in his eyes.

"Lin Feng!"

"Lin Feng, good. From now on, you are an inner disciple of our Yunhai Sect." Nangong Ling's announcement made the crowd sigh in admiration. Lin Feng's strength had won the sect master's favor, prompting him to inquire about his name and grant him the status of an inner disciple, a privilege not given to others so easily.

Lin Feng smiled faintly, his smile containing a different kind of aura, devoid of gratitude.

"Only with sufficient strength can one earn respect."

Nangong Ling had once said these words to Lin Feng, and he had not forgotten. Today, standing on the conspicuous stage, under the gaze of many, he was not there for anything else but to test Nangong Ling's attitude. Now, he had his answer.

Last time, Moye wanted to hand him over to Prince Dapeng and Lin Qian, and although Nangong Ling did not agree, he did not stop it either. In his eyes, an outer disciple did not compare to an inner disciple elder in importance.

However, this time, Moye wanted his life again, and Nangong Ling did not remain silent, rebuking Moye. Lin Feng believed that this was not just because of his talent and strength, but also because Nangong Ling must have known about the Clock Drum Cliffs, and perhaps heard something from Beilao or Konglao, hence he showed no mercy to Moye and helped him.

But was this enough?

Clearly not. For Lin Feng, it was not only insufficient but far from it, falling short of his expectations by a long shot.

When the demon beast attacked, Moye sent him into the mouth of the beast. Lin Feng did not believe that Nangong Ling was unaware of this.

Today, Moye once again tried to take his life in front of everyone, and Nangong Ling witnessed it firsthand.

Even so, did Nangong Ling blame Moye? In the eyes of others, he did, but in Lin Feng's eyes, no. Nangong Ling merely scolded Moye, expecting him to be grateful and loyal to the sect?

Lin Feng, from Earth, had no servile nature. Towards those who had nearly taken his life twice, Nangong Ling's casual scolding was enough? It was far from enough... Elder inner disciples were still elder inner disciples, and outer disciples were still outer disciples, even if this outer disciple had outstanding talent and entered the inner sect.

"I and Moye, only one of us can exist, with or without me, or with or without him."

Lin Feng thought to himself that between him and Moye, Nangong Ling, or rather, the Yunhai Sect, could only choose one person. If they chose him, the Yunhai Sect would be his sect. If they chose Moye, he would not only refuse to serve the Yunhai Sect, but might even stand against it because of his hatred for Moye. If the Yunhai Sect intervened at that time, he would have to stand against the Yunhai Sect.

But Lin Feng was not stupid enough to think that his current performance alone could make Nangong Ling choose him. This was just the beginning. This time's sect competition, he must make Moye look bad!

With a determined gaze, Lin Feng lifted his feet and stepped down from the stage, each step as steady as a mountain.

Nangong Ling's eyebrows raised slightly, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes. This young man had such deep and resolute eyes; with his talent, even becoming outstanding was difficult.

"So strong, so arrogant," someone murmured softly.

"If I had that kind of strength, I would be just as arrogant. But now, I am not even a match for ten of him. Lin Feng, I'll remember this name."

"What's the point of remembering him? Who knows you? But he's really amazing. Our top outer disciple, Shen Chen, is nothing compared to him."

"Top outer disciple? The truly powerful people won't reveal themselves easily. How can Shen Chen compare to Lin Feng? He's not even worthy to touch Lin Feng's shoes."

As the two whispered to each other, unaware that not far behind them, someone's face was ice-cold. This person was none other than the top outer disciple, Shen Chen, who had insulted Lin Feng in the Star Pavilion but had been countered by Lin Feng.

"At least among the outer disciples, I am second. No one dares to claim first," Shen Chen thought, feeling ashamed of what he had said to Lin Feng earlier. Although the words of the two before were a bit crude, they were telling the truth. In front of Lin Feng, he was nothing!

Yu Hao, the owner of the Sword Martial Soul, was killed with just one sword strike!

"Perhaps he never regarded me highly." Shen Chen's mood was extremely complex.

Indeed, as Shen Chen thought, Lin Feng did not regard him highly. A top outer disciple who was so proud of himself as to think he was the first, such a person's vision was limited, and so was his potential.

"You, compared to me, are much more powerful." Seeing Lin Feng coming back, Han Man punched him in the chest. Why was this guy always so stimulating with his surprises?

"Well, Lin Feng, you're really something." Jing Yun's face was filled with a bright smile. She really didn't know how this guy cultivated.

The people around looked at them with envy. Han Man and Jing Yun were both outer disciples, but they were good friends with Lin Feng. With Lin Feng's talent, they would definitely be valued in the future, and Han Man and the others would benefit. Why hadn't they befriended Lin Feng earlier?

Lin Feng shrugged and smiled at Han Man, "When are you going up?"

"Hehe, no one is up

 there right now, and I'm itching to go." Han Man grinned and walked towards the life and death stage.

Because Lin Feng's performance just now was so stunning, going up now would undoubtedly highlight his own weakness. Therefore, everyone was waiting, which allowed Han Man to step onto the life and death stage.

To everyone's surprise, Han Man, who had no idea what being low-key meant, just like Lin Feng, went straight to the highest life and death stage. Even Lin Feng was surprised. This guy...

"I don't know anyone here. Who's the inner disciple at the first level of the Spiritual Martial Realm? Come on up!"

Han Man stood on the stage, his loud voice echoing, causing everyone's eyes to widen. Another outstanding talent!

Lin Feng simultaneously challenged two inner disciples, breaking a record. As for Han Man, he couldn't even name an inner disciple, let alone choose a target to challenge. His behavior was unprecedented...

Lin Feng stared at Han Man, opened his mouth, but said nothing!

"Pfft." Jing Yun couldn't help but laugh. This guy was really helpless.

The whole space was quiet for a long time before an inner disciple stepped onto the stage. "I'll go."

"Good, I'm Han Man."

"Wang Han."

"I like straightforward people. Let's fight." Han Man laughed heartily, and a strong earthy aura emanated from him. Instantly, Han Man's body seemed to merge with the earth, standing on the life and death stage as if he were the earth, and the earth was him.

"Boom..."

With a step, the life and death stage trembled violently, and everyone's hearts trembled with it. The surging and thick oppressive force descended on Wang Han.

"Another manifestation!" Above the canyon, Nangong Ling's eyes flashed with surprise. Lin Feng was a freak, but this burly outer disciple had also comprehended a manifestation. Although his understanding of it was not as deep as Lin Feng's, and the pressure he exerted was not as powerful as Lin Feng's, he was still a genius.

"Hehe, after prosperity comes decline, and after decline comes prosperity. Our Yunhai Sect has been silent for so many years, and finally, two decent disciples have appeared."

Nangong Ling felt somewhat relieved. There was no doubt that this was the biggest gain of this sect competition.