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Lingfeng proudly retrieved Fire Phoenix, waiting for the praise from Master of the Demon Cult.
"Although your cultivation level is not as high as Ke Zhan, in terms of strength, you have already surpassed Ke Zhan. Now that Ke Zhan has gone to receive more advanced training, I want you to undergo similar training!" Master of the Demon Cult placed the food in mid-air, and it seemed to rest steadily on the table without shaking.
Naturally, Lingfeng was delighted at the prospect of receiving advanced training. Looking at the delicious food before him, he swallowed hard and quickly said, "It is an honor for me to receive high-level training!"
Assassin Hall Master nodded, placing a bowl in front of Lingfeng and handing him a pair of chopsticks. Without further ado, he began to eat.
Just moments ago, Lingfeng had feigned politeness, but now, seeing the food before him, he forgot all manners and eagerly picked up his chopsticks to join in.
Master of the Demon Cult only ate a little before seemingly feeling full. He gently set down his chopsticks and watched Lingfeng devour his meal.
"Spirit Priest has arranged this advanced training at Demon Spirit Mountain. You three will train together with Demon Lord Reincarnation!" said Master of the Demon Cult.
Lingfeng suddenly jolted and then coughed violently, spewing food everywhere.
Master of the Demon Cult lightly brushed off the rice grains from his clothes and calmly said, "Since only you three will be receiving advanced training, there is no need to specifically find a location. Training alongside Demon Lord Reincarnation will greatly benefit your cultivation!"
"I understand!" Lingfeng thoughtfully set down his chopsticks, secretly thrilled. If he could cultivate with Demon Lord Reincarnation, also known as Monkey Head, then he wouldn't have to wait until winter.
"However, you must remember to show absolute respect to Demon Lord Reincarnation. Otherwise, if you offend him, he can decide your fate!" warned Assassin Hall Master.
Lingfeng nodded, but his excitement led him to think, "My relationship with Monkey Head is so good; how could he possibly harm me?"
"So when do I go to Demon Spirit Mountain?" Lingfeng was eager to start training at Demon Spirit Mountain, wishing he could go immediately.
Master of the Demon Cult pondered for a moment and said, "I will take you there tomorrow morning!"
Lingfeng smiled gently and then nodded firmly.
That night, Lingfeng's emotions were in turmoil, unable to calm down. He was about to meet a friend he hadn't seen in a long time; how could he not be excited?
While everyone else had fallen asleep, Lingfeng tossed and turned, feeling wide awake. He recited the calming technique several times, but it had no effect.
With no other choice, Lingfeng put on his clothes, left the Demon Suppression Sect, and headed to the Training Ground.
The Training Ground was still empty; it had been cleaned up, but the Scarecrow was gone.
Lingfeng let out a soft breath and quietly recalled the techniques of the Falling Leaves Technique and the Mind Method. He jumped to the center of the field, waved his arms, and moved his feet gracefully as he began to practice the Falling Leaves Technique.
For such a long time, Lingfeng had been unable to focus on practicing the Falling Leaves Technique. Usually, he practiced just to suppress his Evil Thoughts.
After leaving the Spirit Sect, he had hoped to improve his mastery of the Falling Leaves Technique, but unexpectedly encountered Wan Shitong and others. Although they had become close friends, Lingfeng still did not want to reveal anything about the Falling Leaves Technique. It wasn't due to distrust; he simply didn't want his matters to involve them too much.
An hour later, Lingfeng was drenched in sweat. The surrounding Purple Aura was continuously absorbed by him, swirling around like a group of fireflies attracted to him.
Wiping his sweat away, Lingfeng sat down on the ground, waiting for all this Spiritual Energy to be absorbed.
Before long, all the surrounding Spiritual Energy had entered Lingfeng's body. He crossed his legs and pressed this Spiritual Energy into his Dantian, merging it with other Spiritual Energy.
In the blink of an eye, it was already late at night. After using this time for cultivation, Lingfeng took a moment to rest. However, looking up at the star-filled sky, he thought of a difficult problem: how could he awaken Monkey Head without reverting to its original benevolence?
Monkey Head left the Demon Suppression Sect largely because he realized that his cultivation could not improve. Upon arriving at the Spirit Sect, the Spirit Priest would surely embellish the situation, causing Monkey Head to lose faith in cultivators; only then could Monkey Head focus on his training.
Lingfeng rubbed his head and looked towards Demon Spirit Mountain, which appeared dim and had a hellish feel rather than the darkness found elsewhere. Although there was no sunlight, everything was exceptionally clear.
"One step at a time," Lingfeng said as he stood up, patted his backside, stretched, and walked towards the Demon Cultivation Hall.
The Master of the Demon Cult was already awake, standing still in the hall as if deep in thought.
Lingfeng gently pushed open the door and approached the Master of the Demon Cult, softly asking, "Master of the Demon Cult, are you still awake?"
The Master of the Demon Cult shook his head, looking somewhat puzzled. "The Spirit Priest went to Barbarian Lands to search for the Demon Relic, but there has been no news. I wonder if things are going well over there."
"So the Spirit Priest hasn't returned yet," Lingfeng thought to himself after pondering for a moment.
After a brief silence, Lingfeng continued, "Why not send some disciples to look for the Demon Relic? Increasing manpower would also enhance our strength and improve our chances of finding it."
In truth, Lingfeng secretly chuckled to himself, thinking that even if they moved the entire Spirit Sect to Barbarian Lands, they might not find the Demon Relic since it had already been relocated.
However, upon further reflection, Lingfeng felt some concern about whether Man Bu She could keep quiet and conceal the matter of the Demon Relic.
The Master of the Demon Cult sighed lightly and said slowly, "The Spirit Priest has his own ideas. He doesn't want the disciples of Spirit Sect to delay their cultivation for the sake of the Demon Relic."
Lingfeng was taken aback and found it hard to believe his ears. Back at White Jade Escort Agency, he had witnessed the Spirit Priest's ruthless nature; he was not someone who cared about the lives of these disciples. However, considering that they were preparing for war between Celestial and Demonic realms, it made sense that they would prioritize preserving their strength above all else.
After that, both fell silent until dawn when Major Servant and other servants began preparing breakfast. The two hastily ate a little before getting ready for other matters.
The Major Servant stood behind Lingfeng, seemingly reluctant to part ways.
Lingfeng naturally understood the Major Servant's feelings. Among the entire Spirit Sect, Lingfeng was the best person to the Major Servant. After Lingfeng left, it was likely that the Major Servant would have to endure hardships once again.
Lingfeng sighed, turned around, and hugged the Major Servant, faintly hearing the sound of the Major Servant crying.
"Be a man and hold back your tears. Don't go around crying all the time; it doesn't look good!" Lingfeng said, holding the Major Servant's shoulders with a hint of reproach.
The Major Servant quickly wiped away the tears, forcing a bitter smile, and then nodded heavily.
Lingfeng glanced at the disciples who were pretending to cultivate and smiled slightly. Then he shouted loudly at them, "Let me tell you, the Major Servant has long become my friend. I will return after my cultivation. In the meantime, I hope you can treat the Major Servant as I do. Otherwise, I'll use this stick in my hand!"
Lingfeng's voice echoed throughout the Demon Cultivation Hall, lingering for a long time.
Although those disciples were busy with their own tasks and seemed not to have heard Lingfeng's words, their movements slowed down, clearly showing some fear of Lingfeng.
Lingfeng smiled again and fixed his gaze on Ke Fei's back.
Cultivators and Demon Cultivators, as well as martial artists, often have sensitive minds. When someone is unfriendly towards them, they usually feel uneasy.
At this moment, Lingfeng released all of his Spiritual Energy, which pierced through Ke Fei's body like a sharp sword.
In the Spirit Sect, the only ones who truly bullied the Major Servant and servants were Ke Zhan and Ke Fei. However, since Ke Zhan was not present at this time, Lingfeng's words were mainly directed at Ke Fei.
Ke Fei had already sensed Lingfeng's sharp gaze and stood up stiffly. He then glanced at Lingfeng and saw him staring intently. Unable to help himself, he trembled violently and quickly turned to the other disciples, saying, "Did you all hear what Five Element Junior Brother said? You should treat the Major Servant and servants better from now on!"
The disciples responded in a disorganized manner, and then each went about their own tasks.
Lingfeng smiled at Ke Fei with satisfaction, then glanced at Major Servant and said softly, "Choose some martial arts manuals that suit you and learn some skills." He then took out the skull token from around his neck and placed it in Major Servant's hand, saying, "This can open the Scripture Pavilion. Make sure to visit it often to look at the martial arts manuals; you might gain significant benefits."
However, the skull token felt like a red-hot iron block in Major Servant's hand. Startled, Major Servant quickly returned the token to Lingfeng, panic evident on his face as he said, "What merit does Major Servant have to enter the Scripture Pavilion?"
Every sect has its own rules, and it is widely recognized that lower-ranking servants are not allowed to enter the scripture storage locations. Since these lower-ranking servants have not received explicit recognition, they are also prohibited from entering these places to prevent any leaks of the manuals.
Lingfeng understood what Major Servant was thinking and looked at the Master of the Demon Cult standing nearby. He stepped forward and said, "Master of the Demon Cult, I hope you can agree with my actions."
The Master of the Demon Cult did not respond immediately but instead looked expressionlessly at Major Servant. He then walked up to the visibly nervous Major Servant and asked softly, "Do you want to cultivate?"
Major Servant, being a servant without Demon Root, had no way to choose Demon Cultivation. The Master of the Demon Cult was naturally referring to martial arts in this context.
Major Servant lowered his head, gripping his sleeves tightly and not doing much else.
Lingfeng approached helplessly, took Major Servant's hands down, and said angrily, "Come on, you're a man; act like one. Stop being so wishy-washy; don't make me look down on you!"
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