The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

"Junior Brother, are you alright?"

Ding Chundong moved closer to Feng Ting, sizing him up from top to bottom.

"He won't die."

Although Feng Ting's expression was calm, he was secretly shocked.

Just now, he had used the fourth stage of the One Word Collapsing Fist twice, and the spirit energy in his body surged like an endless tide. If he did not control it well, he would have already rushed into the Spiritual Sea.

"Junior Brother, are you really alright?"

Ding Chundong was extremely confused.

Feng Ting was only a High order of alchemy while Qian Tong was a middle level of Kaiyuan. The disparity between the two was so great that it was basically impossible to surpass.

Even if Junior Brother had extraordinary talent, how could he not have been injured by Qian Tong's palm attack when he was completely defenseless?

But the reality in front of his eyes was, Junior Brother seemed to be really fine.

On the contrary, Qian Tong's face was filled with fear, as if the one injured was him.

Feng Ting actually wanted to cripple Qian Tong very much, too, but he had only cultivated the One Word Collapsing Fist to the fourth stage now. With Qian Tong's middle level of Kaiyuan and two punches, he could only push Qian Tong back, but not injure him.

Fortunately, Qian Yao's right arm and breastbone had already been broken by him, so he could be considered to have avenged himself from Qian Biao's severe injuries.

"second brother, kill him …!"

Qian Yao was still painfully roaring, he felt that Feng Ting's injuries weren't any lighter than his. second brother was a middle level of Kaiyuan, it was impossible for him to not even be able to kill a single heavily injured High order of alchemy.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

However, Qian Tong did not seem to hear Qian Yao's words. Instead, he looked at the two Left Discipline Hall disciples.

The two of them were sensible and immediately supported Qian Yao up.

"Feng Ting, I will come and find you." After throwing down that ruthless sentence, Qian Tong turned and left.

Seeing that the few of them had left, Ding Chundong said in a low voice: "Junior Brother, let's quickly go."

"Yes."

The two of them quickly entered the Night Sea Mountain and rushed there.

Outside the porcine bovine forest, he saw some disciples training in the small courtyard. Feng Ting did not even enter the courtyard, and directly went into the porcine bovine forest.

When he reached the bottom of the big tree, he flew up to the tree and first put away the medicinal herbs, then condensed the pill flame and continued refining the Qing Xue Dan.

Then, he landed on the ground and started to practice the One Word Collapsing Fist.

"Boom …" Boom … "Boom …"

After training for a while, Feng Ting was drenched in sweat, but he did not stop.

Now that Qian Yao was completely crippled, it was very difficult for him to get out of bed within three months.

Qian Tong didn't pose any threat in front of him.

But in Qian Family, there were not only Qian Yao and Qian Tong, there were also his big brother, Qian Heng, and his Old Third.

Facing the of today, he was completely unable to resist.

Even with the mystical healing powers of the Healing Flame, if Qian Biao wanted to kill him, he simply wouldn't be able to recover in time.

Now that Qian Yao was crippled, the Qian Family Brothers would definitely not let it go.

Unknowingly, Feng Ting's clothes were drenched, the Spirit Qi in his body was surging, he could only fly above the tree and rest for the time being.

Only then did Feng Ting walk into the courtyard during dinner time.

When the disciples saw Feng Ting, their eyes were filled with worship and shock.

Just now, Ding Chundong had already told them what happened on the way to pick the ingredients. The Senior Brothers were extremely confused as to why Feng Ting was able to recover so quickly from his injuries.

"Junior Brother... "Sit."

Ding Chundong immediately greeted Feng Ting for dinner.

Feng Ting did not hold back and casually sat down.

Li Yuan, He Zhong and Ceng Wenbu also sat down.

Feng Ting saw that there were only two chopsticks, which meant that these people did not plan to stay for the meal. He laughed: "Seniors, if you have something to say, just say it."

He Zhong impatiently asked: "Junior Brother, Junior Brother Ding said that you were first injured by Qian Biao, then you were injured by Qian Tong.

Feng Ting casually replied: "It's because they are unskilled and powerless."

When everyone heard this, they could not help but frown. Junior Brother's explanation was too far-fetched.

Qian Tong had just entered the middle level of Kaiyuan, maybe his skills were not good, but that Qian Biao had already stepped into the dissolving blade realm, if he still failed to learn, then wouldn't these people be considered trash?

Feng Ting continued: "It's not like you can kill people just because your cultivation level is higher."

"But …" Junior Brother... It doesn't make sense! " He Zhong still wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Ceng Wenbu replied: "Junior Brother is right, you can't just kill people with a high realm."

Everyone thought to themselves, one couldn't kill with a high realm, but could one kill with a low realm?!

Ceng Wenbu, oh Ceng Wenbu! Your ability to flatter the Junior Brother is really strong!

However, everyone could tell that Junior Brother did not intend to explain it to them.

After eating, Feng Ting left the small courtyard and entered the forest.

When he reached the big tree, he continued to cultivate One Word Collapsing Fist.

Around midnight, another Qing Xue Dan and another five nurturing spirit pill were refined.

The pills continued to cultivate, and the One Word Collapsing Fist continued to cultivate.

"Boom …" Boom … "Boom …"

In the dead of night, Feng Ting's entire body was drenched, using his strength to strike out again and again, causing the surrounding trees to shake even more clearly.

But when he sensed that someone from the Qian Family would come, Feng Ting did not dare to be negligent for even a second, and started to cultivate with all his might.

He punched again and again, and again, and again, and again, and again.

On the morning of the second day, Feng Ting had finally reached the fifth stage of One Word Collapsing Fist.

He took a deep breath in satisfaction and kept the Fist Force. At this time, Ding Chundong's voice came from outside.

"Junior Brother... It's time to eat. "

When Ding Chundong saw Feng Ting's face full of sweat and his drenched clothes, although he did not understand Feng Ting's abandonment of cultivation, he could not help but admire Feng Ting's painstaking efforts.

"Senior Brother Ding, you go back first. I'll be there shortly." Feng Ting said.

"Alright."

After Ding Chundong left, Feng Ting flew up the large tree. Within the flames of the medicinal cauldron, he saw that a fiery-red Blood Drop Pill and five white nurturing spirit pill had been formed.

He closed his eyes and tried his best to absorb the dense Spiritual Qi released by the spring cauldron.

Not long later, the spirit qi drove away Feng Ting's exhaustion and also washed away his sweat.

He stepped down from the tree and leisurely walked to his small courtyard.

Before they even walked into the small courtyard, Feng Ting smelled a very strange fragrance.

If his estimations were correct, this should be the taste of the pig meat.

Walking into the small courtyard, Feng Ting saw that his ten or so senior brothers were all there.

On the table that should have been filled with porridge, there was actually a roasted pig.

Because the Night Sea Sect was located on the peninsula, which was quite far from the towns, most things were self-sufficient.

The five mountain peaks of Night Sea Sect were all used to raising pigs and cows. On days that were worth celebrating, they would usually kill pigs and slaughter cows.

The ordinary life of a person with few benefits made all the disciples hungry. When the day came for them to slaughter pigs and cattle, the disciples were all very happy.

But killing pigs and slaughtering cows was not something that the disciples could decide easily. It was all up to their masters. It was against the rules for them to do so today.

"Junior Brother, you're back."

"It's so good to eat so early in the morning!" Feng Ting laughed.

Ding Chundong hurriedly smiled and said: "Junior Brother, there are already nine senior brothers who have successfully lured spirit energy into the Spiritual Sea. Everyone has decided to celebrate."

"Junior Brother, sit."

Li Yuan immediately gestured for Feng Ting to sit, as he was one of the covetous disciples of the junior and junior brothers.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Feng Ting laughed: "Senior Brothers, let's sit."

"Sit …"

Seeing that each of his Senior Brothers was extremely excited, Feng Ting was also very happy in his heart.

In his first life, he was chased and killed by his father and Night Sea Sect, and he left in a fit of rage. When he returned, most of his senior brothers were killed by the Raider Sect.

Although he burned Raider Sect to ashes later on, not long after, because of the backlash from the stink fire, this Night Sea Mountain was also burnt to ashes. His parents, seniors, and everyone else was spared.

Although that was only something in Feng Ting's memories, thinking about it now, it still made his heart ache.

In this lifetime, he finally had the chance to repay these senior brothers and sisters who treated him, Junior Brother, as a family.

Making them dream of becoming Spirit Cultivator was only the first step.

"Junior Brother, eat." Li Yuan had already been unable to hold it in.

"Too bad there's no wine." Feng Ting said casually.

When everyone heard that, they could not help but laugh, as they felt that the Junior Brother was more daring than them.

The sect rules stated that no disciple was allowed to drink alcohol in the sect. As such, the Night Sea Mountain did not have any wine at all.

Feng Ting laughed and said: "In the future, we have to change the rules."

"Since the establishment of the Night Sea Sect, alcohol has always been banned." Li Yuan said with a smile.

"It will slowly change." Feng Ting said casually.

"Junior Brother, if you become the sect master, then everything will be fine." Ding Chundong laughed.

Feng Ting laughed, and did not continue with this topic, and said: "Eat."

"Junior Brother, eat."

The others also picked up their chopsticks and started to eat as well.

The meal ended after two hours.

Just as everyone was tidying up the tables, two figures suddenly appeared in the yard.

These two people had come at such a sudden time that none of the martial brothers were prepared. It was clear that these two were much stronger than the others present.

One of them was in his twenties, the other in his thirties.

They were all tall and well-built, and looked very similar to each other.

Qian Tong! Qian Heng!

Everyone immediately recognized that these two were Qian Yao's second brother and brother, Qian Heng.

Qian Heng was even stronger than Qian Tong. He was already a Spirit Cultivator with High order open element and could cross this threshold at any time to enter the dissolving blade realm. His talent was only second to Qian Family.

These two had cold expressions, and killing intent could be seen in their eyes. Their intent of revenge was too obvious.

Although they had a large number of people, the enemy was still quite powerful. Everyone grew cautious, and their smiles instantly disappeared.