Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Along the way, Ye Feng felt that there were many disciples of the outer courtyard pointing at him behind his back.

There was a constant whisper. Although the voice was weak and inaudible, it still fell into Ye Feng's ears.

"It was the boy who defeated Zhong Ziqi."

"Looking at his appearance, his cultivation is average. He doesn't seem to have much combat power. A factotum disciple dares to attack external disciples and trainee disciples. This... Isn't he looking for death himself?"

"Zhong Ziqi is still sweeping the floor with a group of disciples. The news has spread all over most of the outer courtyard. This time, he lost his face."

"Hum, I don't think so. Although this boy comes from an evil family, Zhong Ziqi won't give up. Don't forget the forces behind the protection. In my opinion, this man will be unlucky sooner or later, and those factotum will be implicated by him."

"Never mind him, it has nothing to do with us anyway, hehe..."

Ye Feng looked calm and didn't care much about these messages.

Soon, he rushed back to the factotum building.

On the square at the gate, Zhong Ziqi, with a depressed face, was wrapped in white cloth, with only a pair of eyes exposed outside.

There are a group of apprentices sweeping the floor around, which makes the square dusty and gray. There are many broken brooms on the ground. Obviously... They spread their resentment on these foreign objects.

Seeing Ye Feng walking slowly, the group of people suddenly converged. Only Zhong Ziqi, who was burning with both eyes, glared angrily. The broom held in his hand immediately twisted and changed shape.

In particular, the onlookers who heard the news not far away made waves of gloating behind the scenes, which made him angry and wanted to break Ye Feng into pieces.

"You elder martial brothers... Have worked hard. After a month, if you continue to challenge and bet with me, we'll sweep the door... Welcome."

Ignoring the hate eyes, Ye Feng lightly dropped a word and went straight into the hall of the factotum building.

Click!

Looking at Ye Feng's disappearance, Zhong Ziqi could no longer suppress his anger, and the broom in his hand was broken into 17 or 18 pieces.

"Ye, humiliate me so much. Within the Diyuan sect, you have no me, you give me... Wait!"

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"Younger martial brother ye... Is back."

"It's said that younger martial brother ye went to the Sutra ashram to practice?"

"Er... His breath... Seems to have improved a lot."

In the hall, many factotum disciples gathered around. Seeing Ye Feng entering, they hurried out of the way.

They talked in succession, especially when they felt the breath on Ye Feng, they showed their surprised faces one by one. Many female martial artists still have a burning light in their eyes and a little shame on their face. They don't know what they are thinking.

"What are you doing here if you don't practice?"

Puzzled, Ye Feng walked out of the crowd and noticed the abnormality in the hall.

Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei were also in the hall. In addition, in the middle of the hall, there was a big man with deep momentum, looking around anxiously.

No words!

Without waiting for Ye Feng to ask, Guan Buyu suddenly stood up and looked at Ye Feng's eyes.

"Brother ye, you're here. I've been waiting for you here for three days. If you don't show up again, I'm afraid I'll break into your inner yard and ask for someone."

Ye Feng remembered that he had promised Guan Buyu to refine a secondary inscription that could carry the body for him. This guy... Should have come to send materials.

"Hey, brother Guan, don't blame me. A sect Taoist talisman can only be practiced for three days, but you don't dare waste it."

For this rough man, Ye Feng has a bit of good feeling from his heart. Although he doesn't speak, he doesn't have the airs of a strong man. He goes straight to his own taste.

"That's true."

"In the virtual realm stage, few people have the pen of brother ye..."

Guan Buyu naturally understood how rare zongmen Taoist symbols were, but the rough man didn't say much. He directly put out ten inscriptions, and then rubbed his hands.

"Here are ten inscriptions and related explanation scrolls. It's difficult for brothers. I don't have much value. I can only provide so much for a while and a half."

Although Ye Feng's talent for inscriptions is extremely powerful, even so, it's difficult to engrave one of the best inscriptions that can carry the flesh with ten materials.

You know, if an engraver wants to engrave any new Inscription, he needs a lot of practice. Those master level engravers often have a lot of practice before they can get ordinary inscriptions at hand.

As for the inscription master who has reached the sixth grade, there are at least hundreds of explanation scrolls in his mind, which is completely a mobile treasure house.

Generally speaking, the third grade inscriptions master needs a lot of practice before he has the chance to successfully engrave high-level inscriptions.

"Cough, ten pieces of materials should be almost the same."

Ye Feng nodded and didn't choose anything polite.

He has no full confidence in his inscriptions for the time being.

"It doesn't matter if I fail. It's a big deal. I'll find the materials again. If I can succeed in advance, the rest will be given to brother Ye."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Guan Buyu showed a trace of excitement.

"By the way, there's nothing unusual these days. Did those guys... Come to trouble?"

With Guan Buyu, Ye Feng turned his eyes to yuan Ningzhen.

"Since younger martial brother Ye beat Zhong Ziqi up a few days ago, it seems to have some effects."

"We used to be harassed and blackmailed every once in a while when sweeping the floor. It's just... I don't know how long it can last?"

"In addition, I received a rumor that I asked interns and external disciples to sweep the floor. Several external elders seemed dissatisfied and felt that they had lost the face of the external disciples..."

Yuan Ning said with a frown.

"Willing to gamble and admit defeat, besides, we are not a member of the outer court? Even if the elder intervenes, we can't give in, otherwise we will only become bullies in the future."

Ye Feng didn't care about this.

Diyuan sect has a clear hierarchy. Gambling undoubtedly touched the restricted area of some people. But now that we have done this and broke up with Zhong Ziqi, we must stick to it to the end.

He is not a submissive person by nature.

"Yes."

"As long as there are no inner disciples involved, what I fear most is Yuanmeng. Zhong Ziqi is from the same family as childe Yuanyuan. He has a deep background in Yuanmeng. His closest backer is a guy called Bu Jing salamander."

Wang Yuwei scratched his head and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Hearing the name, even yuan Ningzhen showed a little restless look