The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Ding Chundong saw that Chu Zhongqiu was in pain, and was about to speak, but he just happened to see Feng Ting looking at him.

That gaze was filled with warning, and he swallowed down everything he was about to say to Chu Zhongqiu.

Junior Brother! Was Chu Zhongqiu that easy to subdue? You are torturing me!

When the people of Beiwu Hall saw the bitterness on Ding Chun Qiu's face, they all laughed secretly.

They remembered what the Junior Brother had told Ding Chundong before.

Although Junior Brother was young, he was very good at dealing with women.

But when Junior Ding saw Chu Zhongqiu, he lost all his manliness. It would be difficult to subdue him!

Li Yuan walked to Feng Ting's side and whispered: "Junior Brother, it's time."

"Let the Senior Brothers in, I want to see their talent." Feng Ting said casually.

"Alright." Li Yuan responded as he flew into the air and hovered in midair, saying in a clear voice, "My fellow disciples, don't hide anymore, come out."

Because there was no one who should not have appeared tonight, the disciples that were hidden in the forest quickly appeared.

Li Yuan saw that there were too many people, if he squeezed into the small courtyard, he would definitely be able to squeeze through the walls.

He then shouted out: "Seniors, line up and wait at the door for Junior Brother's summons."

Feng Ting thought that Li Yuan had done it beautifully, so he said to Ding Chundong: "Senior Brother Ding, go to my room and bring the two pill box over."

"Yes."

Ding Chundong agreed as he flew into the main house and took out two big pill box.

Although they were called pill box s, they were actually made from ordinary boxes, all of them were ordinary wooden boxes that were a foot square.

Everyone was attracted by the pill box and was shocked and puzzled. Such a big pill box!

If it was filled to the brim, it could hold a few hundred nurturing spirit pill.

"Stand still, don't push." Li Yuan flew down.

Feng Ting said, "Senior Brother Li Yuan, please allow the Senior Brothers to come in one by one."

"Yes." Li Yuan shouted to the door: "Come in one by one."

He walked in front of Feng Ting and said respectfully: "Junior Brother Feng Ting."

Feng Ting sensed around and felt that although the Left Discipline Hall disciple had average talent, she still had the possibility of becoming a Spirit Cultivator, so he said to Ding Chundong: "Senior Brother Ding, give this senior brother a nurturing spirit pill, a left side pill box."

"Yes." Ding Chundong replied as he opened up the pill box s. Light shot out in all directions, and there were at least fifty nurturing spirit pill s inside.

His heart ached as he took one and gave it to this disciple.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Feng Ting." This disciple held the pill in both hands, and was extremely grateful.

The crowd standing at the door saw the nurturing spirit pill, and their enthusiasm rose.

The second was a disciple of the Qing Gong Tang. She had some talent in spirit cultivation and had acquired a Spirit Pill.

The third was a disciple of the Zhongyu Peak. Feng Ting sensed that he did not have any talent in martial cultivation, and said: "Senior Brother, your Qi Sea has been sealed off, and you have no way of becoming the Spirit Cultivator.

Hearing that, the Changqing Hall disciple's face immediately became awkward.

He actually knew that there was no possibility for him to become a Spirit Cultivator, but if he could obtain the nurturing spirit pill, he could use it to exchange for money.

Feng Ting continued to speak: "I shall gift this senior brother a Mixed Yuan Dan to increase his cultivation."

"Yes."

Only now did Ding Chundong understand that the box on the right must be the Mixed Yuan Dan.

He opened the box and saw more than a hundred black-colored pellets densely packed inside.

Although the color of the pill was dark, it was surrounded by spirit energy. It was obvious that it was also a Spirit Pill.

The Changqing Hall disciple originally thought that the Mixed Yuan Dan was just an ordinary pill, but when he saw that it was also an Spirit Pill, he immediately turned worry into joy and respectfully thanked her.

Chu Zhongqiu who was at the side, originally wanted to watch the show, but did not expect the Changqing Hall disciple to not only have no complaints, he was also full of joy.

She sighed in his heart, Feng Ting was truly someone who could do anything he wanted! No one could control him.

Feng Ting judged their talents one by one. If they had the possibility of becoming Spirit Cultivator, they would bestow nurturing spirit pill, and if they did not, they would bestow Mixed Yuan Dan.

A sixteen year old youth, like a grandmaster, sat there and decided the future of all the disciples.

What was shocking was that none of the disciples refuted Feng Ting's decision, which meant that Feng Ting's decision was a little too decisive.

The Beiwu Hall s, Qing Gong Tang s and three Great Beauty s all secretly praised Feng Ting's perception and extraordinary bearing in their hearts.

Under normal circumstances, those with a lower realm would find it difficult to perceive the realm of those with a higher realm.

Feng Ting was only a martial cultivator of the Fighting King realm, so he was unable to perceive the realm within the Spirit Cultivator, let alone the natural talent to cultivate spirits that he could not foresee.

But Feng Ting had done what the four great hall masters and sect masters could do, and he was even faster and more confident.

Unknowingly, Feng Ting had decided on the future of more than a hundred people.

Only a tenth of them had a spiritual cultivation talent, while the rest more or less had a spiritual cultivation flaw.

"You …!"

A black-clothed disciple with a frail body stood in front of Feng Ting. Feng Ting's natural process of deciding, which was like flowing water, had actually come to a halt at this moment.

The Twelve Spirit Cultivators and the three Great Beauty s who were standing beside Feng Ting were all unknowingly attracted by this disciple.

This disciple was thin and weak, and his face was dark. From the looks of it, he didn't seem to be healthy.

"You're sick."

Looking at the black clothed disciple's eyes, Feng Ting suddenly spoke.

"Junior Brother Feng Ting, what's wrong with me?" The black-clothed disciple's tone was a bit cold.

"Senior brother, please wait for me for a moment. It's over. We'll talk about your illness later." Feng Ting said.

"Junior Brother Feng Ting, is that necessary?" The black-clothed disciple was somewhat unwilling.

"Your illness is very special. You can't delay it. Wait for me for fifteen minutes." Feng Ting said.

"Fine." The black-clothed disciple casually stood to the side with a face that was still colder than the night.

Feng Ting continued to determine the future of more people. It was the same for the remaining dozens of people.

In two hours, more than two hundred people had received their pills.

Those who obtained nurturing spirit pill were abnormally excited, while those who obtained one were also filled with pleasant surprise.

No one wanted to leave immediately, so they continued to surround the small courtyard. It was unknown if they wanted to look at Feng Ting more, or if they hoped to get an unexpected surprise.

Feng Ting said to Li Yuan: "Tell all Senior Brothers, there will be another time where we will give them the pellet. However, the time is not set yet."

"Yes."

Li Yuan promised as he flew up high and shouted: "My fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, there will still be a next time we give the pellet as a gift, but the time is not set yet.

When everyone heard this announcement, they happily dispersed.

Feng Ting stood up, and looked at the forest in the distance with exhaustion.

Tonight, in the surrounding forests, there were at least three people of the dissolving blade Realm watching this small courtyard.

"Junior Brother Feng Ting, it's my turn, right?"

At this time, the black-robed disciple who had been silently waiting for this entire time walked over.

"Senior brother, follow me." Feng Ting said as he walked towards the main house.

The black-clothed disciple silently followed and the two entered the main chamber, even closing the door behind them.

Outside, the Twelve Spirit Cultivators and the three Great Beauty s outside the door could not help but be astonished.

The treatment of this black-robed disciple was quite high.

In their memories, Feng Ting seemed to have never treated any disciple of his kind so special.

Hua Fenfei asked: "Which hall does this disciple come from?"

Everyone was silent, indicating that no one knew which hall this disciple was in.

However, this was not strange. There were more than three thousand disciples in the Four Great Temples and Changqing Hall s, so no one knew all the disciples.

Moreover, the interaction between the disciples of the four great halls was not much in the first place.

Ding Chundong said silently: "I wonder what disease this junior brother has contracted?"

"Does Feng Ting know how to treat patients?" Chu Zhongqiu said casually.

"The powerful alchemist are all medical experts." Li Yuan said.

"He is only sixteen. How much medical knowledge can he understand?" Chu Zhongqiu didn't quite believe it.

Ding Chundong said in a low voice: "Junior Brother has extraordinary talent. He knows a lot more things than us."

"Humph!" Chu Zhongqiu rolled his eyes at Ding Chundong.

Ding Chundong avoided Chu Zhongqiu's gaze and frowned.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the tightly shut doors of the main house.

Inside the room, Feng Ting was checking the pulse of the black-clothed disciple, looking extremely serious.

The black-clothed disciple's eyes were indifferent and not the least bit nervous, as if everything was natural.

Feng Ting's hand left the black-clothed disciple's ice-cold wrist, looked into his eyes, and asked: "Do you know about your illness?"

"I don't know." The black clothed disciple casually replied.

"Your meridians are cold and your body is like an iceberg. You should have died a long time ago." Feng Ting said.

The black-clothed disciple's eyes flashed, and said: "Junior Brother, are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Feng Ting replied.

"Why don't I feel like I'm sick?" The black clothed disciple's tone revealed a little coldness.

Feng Ting smiled lightly: "To have such an illness, I wonder if it's better than knowing about it."

"Is that so?" The black-clothed disciple looked at Feng Ting and laughed: "Junior Brother, if you think I'm sick, can this illness of mine be cured?"

"I can try." Feng Ting said.

"Then I ask Junior Brother to help me."

Feng Ting took out a black Spirit Pill and said: "Eat this Spirit Pill first."

"Junior Brother, is this a Spirit Pill?"

"No, this is a Thick Earth Dan, an ordinary pellet that strengthens the foundation and strengthens the spirit." Feng Ting said.

When the black-clothed disciple heard this, he asked in confusion, "Junior Brother, you said that I'm very sick and that I might die at any time. What use would ordinary pills have? "

Feng Ting laughed: "The right medicine is the best treatment."

The black-clothed disciple's brows slightly moved, and said: "Alright, thank you Junior Brother."

"You're welcome."

The black-clothed disciple swallowed the Thick Earth Dan, then looked at Feng Ting and said: "Junior Brother, do you think I have any talent in spirit cultivation?"

Feng Ting laughed: "Yes."

"Then please give me a nurturing spirit pill." The black clothed disciple did not forget his purpose for coming here tonight.

"Of course."

"Junior Brother, then I'll be leaving first." The black-clothed disciple said.

"Tomorrow at this time, come back here, and I'll prescribe the correct medicine." Feng Ting said.

"Alright." The black-clothed disciple agreed.

Thus, Feng Ting sent the black-clothed disciple out the door, and had him give the black-clothed disciple a nurturing spirit pill.