The Dragon from Hell

Among these disciples from famous families, the most conspicuous one is Yueyingtai.

The others either used some kind of magic weapon or were brought up by their elders.

The two people from Yueyingtai came floating up on a ray of moonlight.

The place covered by the moonlight is the barrier of the two of them, and ordinary disciples can hardly get close.

Fortunately, this young master Guanchao was not too domineering, and he collected the moonlight after landing.

The fairy named Yueji was wearing a gorgeous veil, as if she was covered with moonlight, and it was offensive to look at her.

But she seemed very excited, as if she was coming to such a place for the first time.

"Brother, there are so many people here." Yue Ji looked back at the foot of the mountain. There were still many ordinary disciples climbing up with their own bodies. She showed innocent doubts: "But brother, why do they have to climb up by themselves? Why don't they use magic tools, or use moonlight like us? Look at them, how tired they are, even their clothes are dirty."

Guanchao Gongzi didn't even look back, and sneered disdainfully: "Sister, they are different from us. People from my Yueyingtai want to go anywhere, naturally. But I agree with what you said. Even this small observatory has to be climbed up so hard. In my opinion... Such people don't need to stay in the immortal gate at all, their roots are too poor."

Those who came up easily are mostly descendants of famous families. Like the two of them, they are born with spiritual bones. Even if they are not, they have a huge family as a backing.

Those who were still stranded at the foot of the mountain were those who had awakened their spirit bones. They had no family support and no financial resources, so they could only rely on their own efforts to seize every opportunity to practice.

But Master Guanchao's words made their hard work day and night practice a joke.

Gongsun Miao couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard his remarks, and turned his head to complain to Qin Feng: "See, Old Qin, those two are from Yueyingtai. Stay away from them when you see people from Yueyingtai in the future..."

As he said that, he leaned closer and lowered his voice: "People from Yueyingtai are all sick."

Although Qin Feng had no intention of getting involved with Yueyingtai, he agreed with Gongsun Miao's last sentence.

But he didn't want to get involved with the other party, but the other party didn't intend to let him go.

Yue Ji looked like she was here for fun. Her innocent eyes swept across the observatory and instantly landed on Qin Feng. She exclaimed, "Oh my!" "Brother, look, isn't that the mortal bone? He's here too!"

Her voice attracted everyone's attention at once. Everyone looked at Qin Feng with different expressions.

The good thing was that the seniors who sent people up ignored him. I don't know what conditions they had reached in private.

As for the other cultivators from the aristocratic families, they looked at Qin Feng with contempt.

"How dare a mortal bone who practices evil methods come here? Now the Immortal Sect is really in chaos."

"That's right. Do you really think that you can rest easy and enter the Immortal Sect just by practicing evil methods to the Nascent Soul stage? Arrogant!"

"Haha, wait. Sooner or later, the backlash of the evil methods will kill him without a burial place!"

Because Gusu He and others' wishes to Qin Feng just happened to be in line with the wishes of these people with natural spiritual bones.

They naturally didn't want to believe that a mortal body cultivator's talent could be higher than theirs, but if he practiced evil methods, it would be normal.

After all, practicing evil methods is much faster than practicing orthodox methods. In their eyes, it seems that as long as they enter the evil, everything becomes much easier.

But they never consider why there are still far fewer evil cultivators in this world than orthodox cultivators.

In short, after the Immortal Gate Conference, if they don't put a hat of an evil cultivator on Qin Feng, it will be difficult for them to convince themselves that they are worse than a mortal body cultivator.

"That's not what you mean..." Gongsun Miao was about to go up to argue, but was stopped by Qin Feng beside him.

"No need." Qin Feng said calmly.

These people are just looking for an excuse to make themselves feel better. No matter what Gongsun Miao argues with them, it's useless. They only believe what they believe in their hearts.

But under the strange looks of others, Yue Ji walked towards this side with her skirt in hand: "Hey, Chen Nu, were you also taken here?"

Although the people from Yueyingtai were there on the day of the Xianmen Conference, and Yue Ji knew that Qin Feng was now a Yuanying, she could still ask such a question.

And the most important thing is that there was no mockery in her eyes, only innocence.

She felt from the bottom of her heart that a mortal bone could never be better than a spiritual bone. Qin Feng could reach the top, even if he was a Yuanying, but he had to rely on the help of others.

Qin Feng had no ill will towards Yue Ji, but he didn't mean to make friends with her.

He didn't like the double meaning in her words.One word - Dust slaves.

He had heard Yue Ji talk about it before when he was in Wuyou Mountain. He asked Zhu Xing, and Zhu Xing told him that Yueyingtai sometimes took in some mortals who came to Yueyingtai for help.

But in their eyes, these mortals were not of the same species as them. To put it bluntly, it was like humans feeding stray cats and dogs.

The so-called help was also exchanged for these mortals' labor.

There were even more, and some mortals would be recruited to provide them with entertainment, just like ordinary people raising cats and dogs.

The dust slaves in Yue Ji's mouth refer to ordinary people without spiritual bones.

In her eyes, as long as they were mortal bones, they could be treated as slaves, and there was no difference between them.

She had no ill intentions, but because of this, it meant that these were natural things for her.

Qin Feng knew that this was caused by the environment she grew up in, and he didn't want to correct it, let alone associate with it.

So Qin Feng didn't start talking to Gongsun Miao about finding spiritual weapons, and directly ignored Yue Ji's words.

"Bold!"

When Master Guanchao's voice sounded, he came over with a cold face and stared at Qin Feng: "My sister is talking to you, didn't you hear it?"

"Oh, so what?" Qin Feng looked at him coldly and responded indifferently.

"Since you heard it, why didn't you pay attention to it?" Master Guanchao's attitude was condescending, and the way he looked at Qin Feng was the same as looking at cats and dogs on the street. It was an innate disdain.

But Qin Feng didn't buy his account, and grabbed Gongsun Miao who wanted to speak for him, and replied sternly: "Do I have to respond to her when she talks to me? I am not her, so I won't respond if I don't want to respond. The same goes for you. If I don't want to respond to you, what can you do?"

Seeing Qin Feng's calm face, Master Guanchao felt extremely humiliated.

No matter where the people of Yueyingtai go, when have they been treated like this?

Seeing another friction, it was broken by the exclamation of the crowd.