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The entire Demon Cultivation Hall fell into silence as Lingfeng lowered his head in deep thought, unsure of what choice to make.
After a while, Lingfeng finally felt that the Assassination Hall was indeed a better option. Compared to it, the benefits of the Assassination Hall were more numerous—top-tier Five Elemental Spells along with a stunning beauty; no matter how one looked at it, the Demon Cultivation Hall simply could not compare. Just as he was about to voice his intention to go to the Assassination Hall, he suddenly heard a few coughs.
Upon hearing the coughs, the disciples seemed to have received some sort of command, quickly bowing their heads and clasping their fists as they exclaimed, "We welcome the Master of the Demon Cult!"
The Assassin Hall Master frowned and restrained his temper, saying, "Master of the Demon Cult, if you do not like this brother, I will take him to the Assassination Hall!"
The Master of the Demon Cult said nothing but noticed a flash of light at the teleportation portal, and an old man who appeared to be in his eighties or nineties materialized there.
"Everyone learns cultivation to prolong their lives, yet I did not expect that the Hall Master of the Demon Cultivation Hall would be so old," Lingfeng thought.
The Master of the Demon Cult hunched over, his white hair casually draped over his shoulders. He struggled to lift his head and looked at the Assassin Hall Master slowly saying, "So it's you, Assassin Hall Master!" He then walked over to Ke Zhan, glanced at him lazily yet authoritatively, and said, "I waited for quite some time but did not see you bring me food; that's why I came down myself!"
Ke Zhan trembled and hurriedly cupped his hands in apology, saying, "Disciple is guilty; it's just that this new junior brother truly does not understand etiquette. I was about to teach him a lesson!"
"Is it bullying?" As soon as Ke Zhan finished speaking, the Assassin Hall Master interjected.
The Master of the Demon Cult ignored Ke Zhan and looked at Lingfeng, saying, "This child has astonishing bones and exudes an extraordinary aura. I can sense that he is definitely not an ordinary person. If he were to learn Assassination Techniques, wouldn’t that be a waste of his unique talents!" The Demon Cultivation Hall was focused on its own matters without regard for the Assassin Hall Master's expression. "Therefore, I have decided to keep him here!"
The Assassin Hall Master’s face darkened as he regained his cold demeanor and said discontentedly, "If you want to keep him here, why not give him a token from the Demon Cultivation Hall? And why allow Ke Zhan to bully him? If I hadn't arrived in time, Five Elements would have already turned into a pile of bones!"
The Master of the Demon Cult did not immediately retort but pondered in confusion for a moment. After a while, he looked at the Assassin Hall Master with a complex expression and said, "As far as I know, Assassin Hall Master has never interfered with matters from other halls. Why are you so keen to intervene today?"
This statement was clearly mocking the Assassin Hall Master for forgetting his roots due to personal interests and showed obvious disdain.
The Assassin Hall Master's face turned crimson as he glanced at the innocent Lingfeng beside him before saying, "For many years now, Spirit Sect has not produced such a talented assassin. I recognized his uniqueness at first glance; that's why I stood up for him!"
"If that were true, it would be great. However, Vice Hall Master has already allocated Five Elements to the Demon Cultivation Hall. I believe you wouldn't dare defy Vice Hall Master's orders!" The Master of the Demon Cult used his final trump card.
Sure enough, the Assassin Hall Master fell silent. Reluctantly glancing at Lingfeng with a sigh, he turned and left.
"Are you called Five Elements?" the Master of the Demon Cult asked Lingfeng.
Lingfeng was unsure of this person's cultivation level and even more uncertain of his intentions. However, regardless of the situation, Lingfeng did not dare to break the rules and respectfully cupped his hands, saying, "Disciple is called Five Elements!"
The Master of the Demon Cult nodded, then walked over to the teleportation portal and paused, saying, "Five Elements, bring my meal over in a moment!"
"Demon Cultivation..." Ke Zhan seemed quite surprised. In the past, he had always been responsible for preparing the Master's meals, but today, a new disciple was tasked with delivering them.
At the same time, Lingfeng felt quite pleased. Although he did not know what the Master of the Demon Cult intended, it was clear that the Master had taken a liking to him.
Without time to celebrate, Lingfeng sent off Ke Yu. After instructing two frail servants to prepare the meal, once everything was ready, Lingfeng carried the food to the Master's room.
At that moment, the Master of the Demon Cult stood in the center of the room while Lingfeng stood at the door with the meal.
The Master did not speak; he simply stood there lost in thought as if Lingfeng did not exist.
The Night Pearl in the room emitted an eerie glow, and due to the lack of sunlight, the entire room felt particularly gloomy and oppressive.
Lingfeng felt very uncomfortable standing there. He wanted to speak several times but feared being dismissed, so he held back.
After a long while, the Master of the Demon Cult let out a deep sigh as if he had finally noticed Lingfeng's presence. He took the meal and said to Lingfeng, "I was just thinking about what spell I should teach you. After pondering for a long time without reaching a conclusion, I finally thought that perhaps Assassination Hall would indeed suit you!"
Lingfeng suppressed his inner surprise but remained silent.
The Master continued, "The spells of Spirit Sect are profound and learning high-level spells is not something that can be accomplished overnight. However, with the war between Celestial and Demonic factions about to begin, we need many Demon Cultivators to assist us. If I were to send you to Assassination Hall, I would truly be reluctant!" After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "Where do you wish to go?"
This was a favorable outcome for Lingfeng; since he was given a choice, why not choose both? He cautiously asked, "May I learn both skills simultaneously?"
The Master of the Demon Cult was slightly taken aback but looked at Lingfeng with satisfaction and said, "Practicing two skills at once is quite taxing. Spirit Sect has never had such a precedent; I wonder if you have enough willpower!"
Lingfeng naturally did not take learning two skills simultaneously lightly. Back at Demon Suppression Sect, he had learned five spells at once. Moreover, learning Five Elemental Spells was not merely about cultivation; it involved tapping into potential—something Lingfeng had already begun! Furthermore, he already had a foundation for practicing Five Elemental Spells; assassination was not an issue for him either—after all, he had previously killed Man Qing and that Wind Assassin as examples.
"The disciple has nothing else to do; the most important thing right now is to cultivate, so there is plenty of time. As for perseverance, it requires Master of the Demon Cult to observe slowly!" Lingfeng said without hesitation.
Master of the Demon Cult nodded slightly, his serious expression relaxing again, revealing a look of approval.
"Your senior brothers are somewhat excluding you, so you shouldn't live with them. For now, stay in the room next to mine!"
The first floor of the Demon Cultivation Hall is the cultivation hall, while the second and third floors are resting areas for the disciples. Generally, those with higher status, like Ke Zhan and Ke Fei, reside on the third floor, while lower-ranked disciples live on the second floor. Since Lingfeng had just arrived here, he should have been assigned to the second floor.
Master of the Demon Cult is the main caretaker of the Demon Cultivation Hall, residing on the fourth floor. With many rooms available on the fourth floor, it was not an issue for Lingfeng to stay there.
That evening, Lingfeng held his head high and moved into the fourth floor amidst everyone's jealousy and envy.
The next day, Lingfeng lay in bed, looking around and noticing that there was no sunlight at all, so he went back to sleep. After a long time in a hazy slumber, he vaguely heard someone knocking on the door, prompting him to reluctantly get up.
Standing outside was the same male servant from yesterday, anxiously looking at Lingfeng. "Senior brother, it's already noon. Hall Master asked me to call you down for training!"
"Noon?" Lingfeng rubbed his eyes and asked in confusion, "The sun hasn't come out yet; how can it be noon? Is it cloudy today?"
The male servant looked at Lingfeng in astonishment and quickly replied, "Senior brother, you forgot that the buildings of Spirit Sect have no windows, so you can't see any sunlight outside!"
"Oh!" Lingfeng felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him; he shivered from head to toe and became fully alert. After a pained exclamation, he hurried back to get dressed. While tying his belt, he asked, "By the way, I forgot to ask your name yesterday. What is it?"
The male servant was touched; his eyes immediately became moist as he smiled and replied, "My name is Major Servant, and my brother's name is Pu!"
It turned out that Major Servant and his brother were orphans who survived by begging in the Mandala Demon Realm. Later on, they were taken in by Master of the Demon Cult and became servants here. Although they faced disdain from others, at least they could eat well and stay warm without being homeless. Therefore, they were very grateful to Master of the Demon Cult.
Unfortunately, they did not possess Demon Root. Although they could stay long-term at Spirit Sect, they had no way to learn its Spell.
After hearing what Major Servant said, Lingfeng felt even more pity for him and decided to take better care of the brothers.
Meanwhile, those senior brothers were meditating downstairs for their cultivation but clearly had not entered a focused state. It was easy to guess why; they must be wanting to see Lingfeng make a fool of himself.
Upon arriving on the first floor, the Major Servant glanced at Lingfeng with concern, but he was just a servant and had no right to speak, let alone plead for Lingfeng.
The Master of the Demon Cult stood in the center of the hall, surveying everyone. When he saw Lingfeng approaching, he did not speak but instead pointed to the cushion at the far side.
Lingfeng's heart raced; as the saying goes, calmness is a precursor to a storm. He truly had no idea what lay behind the Master of the Demon Cult's calm demeanor.
Next to Lingfeng was Ke Zhan, which made him feel quite uneasy.
After sitting down, Lingfeng tried to close his eyes. However, he was well aware that he was currently playing the role of a beginner. As a beginner, he naturally did not know how to meditate for cultivation. Thus, after sitting cross-legged for a while, Lingfeng pretended to be somewhat uncomfortable, shifting left and right restlessly.
"Why aren't you meditating for cultivation?" The cold voice of the Master of the Demon Cult suddenly echoed throughout the hall. At the same time, the other disciples knew that the show was about to begin and squinted their eyes in anticipation.
"Master of the Demon Cult, I... I don't know how to meditate for cultivation!" Lingfeng replied.
The other disciples erupted in low laughter, taking pleasure in Lingfeng's predicament.
The Master of the Demon Cult glanced around at everyone before turning back to Lingfeng and said, "I taught everyone the essence of meditation for cultivation this morning, and your failure to learn it due to oversleeping is your own problem. Find some time later to come to me, and I will teach you again!"
"And you all..." The Master of the Demon Cult shifted his gaze from Lingfeng to the other disciples and said sternly, "You have been too playful and have yet to enter the realm; naturally, you must accept punishment!"
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