The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Ding Chundong immediately opened up the pill box, inside there were 12 flowing with light.

"It can't be a Kaikai Dan, right?"

Who has seen a Kaikai Dan!

"We might not even have Kaikai Dan s in our Night Sea Sect. Everyone has never seen it before!"

"It should be!"

Everyone was pleasantly surprised and confused as they discussed amongst themselves.

Ding Chundong flew to the entrance and asked softly: "Junior Brother, is this a Kaikai Dan?"

"What do you think?"

Hearing this rhetorical question, Ding Chundong was overjoyed, and bowed to pay his respects: "Thank you Junior Brother, thank you Junior Brother."

"Don't waste my pills." A serious voice came from the room.

"That won't happen, we will definitely live up to Junior Brother's expectations."

The Senior Brothers had already heard the conversation between Feng Ting and Yue Yang and confirmed that this was the Kaikai Dan.

"How unexpected!"

"Twelve pills, one for each of us."

"Divide it."

A few of them were busy dividing up the Kaikai Dan.

In the room, Feng Ting sat quietly, his right hand playing with the pill box in his hand, waiting for the black-robed disciple to appear.

"Junior Brother, the junior brother came last night."

Before long, Ding Chundong's voice came from outside the door. Feng Ting said: "Let him in."

"Yes."

The door opened, and the thin figure entered the room. He was still dressed in black, and with his dark complexion, he looked like a young laborer from afar.

"Sit down." He casually said.

"Yes." The black-clothed disciple sat down.

"How do you feel after eating my pill?" Feng Ting asked while looking at the black clothed disciple's dark and deep eyes.

The black-robed disciple shook his head slightly. "I don't feel anything."

Feng Ting reached out his hand, and the black clothed disciple also reached out his hand for Feng Ting to feel his pulse.

Feng Ting's finger touched the black-clothed disciple's ice-cold pulse, and his brows slightly wrinkled: "As expected, there are no signs of anything good happening."

The black-clothed disciple said coldly: "Junior Brother, perhaps I'm not sick at all."

"You are ill, and very ill. If I don't get treatment, I won't be able to survive for three months. " Feng Ting's hand gently left the black-clothed disciple's pulse.

The black-clothed disciple frowned slightly: "Junior Brother Feng Ting, you seem to be speaking too seriously."

"Actually, you know that you won't live past three months." Feng Ting said confidently.

"I don't know." However, the black-clothed disciple insisted.

Feng Ting shook his head slightly, "If a person heard that he could only live for three months, they would definitely panic. But you didn't, which means that you already knew."

The black-clothed disciple said in a bored tone, "If any of you were to intimidate me, I would panic. Wouldn't I have been scared to death long ago?"

"But I'm not just any random person. My standing and influence in Night Sea Sect is not inferior to any other hall master. If I speak, you should believe me. " Feng Ting said.

The black-clothed disciple laughed boringly: "Junior Brother Feng Ting, you are just a child."

Feng Ting's gaze turned cold. "At the moment, no one in the Night Sea Sect dares to treat me like a child. You are not a disciple of the Night Sea Sect?"

Hearing this, the black-clothed disciple's bored smile did not disappear, and instead became even more concentrated: "So what?"

"If you pretend to be a disciple of the Night Sea Sect, I can kill you." Feng Ting suddenly said.

The black-clothed disciple looked at Feng Ting disapprovingly: "Can you kill me?"

At this time, Feng Ting became silent and tried his best to sense the spirit energy fluctuations within the black clothed disciple's body.

This was the aura that a normal martial cultivator should have, but this domineering and casual aura was not like a martial cultivator no matter what.

The black-clothed disciple no longer looked at Feng Ting, and only casually sat there, as if this was his home.

Finally, Feng Ting said: "I have a medicinal pellet, you can try again."

As soon as the pill appeared, the room immediately turned red, as if the room was shrouded in flames.

This was all because of the light emitted by the pill. The light was like a burning flame, and wherever it went, flames would shoot up into the sky.

The eyes of the black-clothed disciple were also illuminated by the fiery light, and his dark and deep eyes revealed a faint light.

"Eat first. Come find me at this time tomorrow." Feng Ting said.

The black-clothed disciple's cold and slender fingers pinched the medicinal pellet that was radiating fire. He glanced at Feng Ting and put the pellet into his mouth, then decisively swallowed it.

He wrinkled his brows, revealing a pained expression.

Seeing this scene, Feng Ting continued, "Within twenty-four hours, you will have to endure the pain of being burned by the raging flames."

The black clothed disciple raised his dark and deep gaze, looked at Feng Ting for a while, and then said: "See you tomorrow."

After which, he got up and left the room.

"Junior Brother, are you alright?"

Following that, Ding Chundong's voice came from outside the door.

"I'm fine."

Feng Ting stood up, pushed open the door, and saw Twelve Spirit Cultivators standing on both sides of the door, looking at him with deep concern.

"Junior Brother, we don't think he is a disciple of Night Sea Sect." Ding Chundong said in a low voice.

Feng Ting laughed casually: "You guys only just found out?"

"Junior Brother, you knew about this a long time ago?" Ding Chundong was shocked.

"Of course."

"Could he be a spy sent by the Raider Sect?" Ding Chundong asked.

Feng Ting shook his head slightly, "He had long known that I knew that he wasn't Night Sea Sect's disciple. If he was a spy, he wouldn't have come again tonight."

"Then who is he?" Li Yuan asked in shock.

"How would I know?" Feng Ting asked.

"No, I have to find out where he came from." Li Yuan said firmly.

"No need."

Li Yuan quickly said: "Junior Brother, we have offended a lot of people recently, we cannot be careless!"

"If he had wanted to deal with me, I would have been in trouble." Feng Ting laughed.

"Junior Brother, I don't really understand." Li Yuan looked at Feng Ting in puzzlement.

The other eleven people also looked at Feng Ting, waiting for him to explain the meaning of his words.

Why did the other party want to do this to him? Something should have happened to him a long time ago.

Feng Ting replied: "I feel that he's very strong."

"Powerful!" Junior Brother, he is merely a martial cultivator with middle grade s. " Li Yuan immediately said.

"At least I can't beat him." Feng Ting laughed.

"Junior Brother, is there a martial cultivator stronger than you in this world?" Li Yuan was extremely confused.

Feng Ting looked up at the distant night sky and smiled confidently, "Of course not."

"Then you said you can't beat him?" Li Yuan pursued closely as he asked.

"He should be a Spirit Cultivator, but he hid his cultivation realm." Feng Ting said silently.

When everyone heard this, they were extremely surprised.

They had never heard of a realm where one could hide. If that was really the case, then did the Junior Brother also hide his realm's cultivation?

Ding Chundong asked: "Junior Brother, can you hide your cultivation?"

"It should be possible."

"Then... Junior Brother, are you also hiding your realm and cultivation, that you are actually a powerful Spirit Cultivator? " Ding Chundong asked dumbly.

"Of course … "No." Feng Ting frowned.

Ding Chundong laughed awkwardly: Then, does Junior Brother know how the black clothed disciple hid his cultivation realm?

"I don't know." Feng Ting shook his head.

When everyone heard this, they frowned in silence.

Feng Ting did not know how to hide his cultivation level, but he believed that the other party was hiding it, which was too far-fetched.

However, everyone could only accept and not refute.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a blood-curdling screech sounded from afar. Although the sound was soft, it was very quiet in the dead of night, so it was still transmitted into the small courtyard.

"Let's go take a look."

Feng Ting then moved his body to follow the sound of the voice.

His speed was astonishing.

Even though the Twelve Spirit Cultivators was also fast, they were still unable to catch Feng Ting's figure. After they flew three kilometers, and arrived at a forest, they saw Feng Ting standing beside a black-clothed corpse.

"Who are you?" Feng Ting asked the corpse.

Only now did Twelve Spirit Cultivators realize that this Black-clothed Man could not be considered a corpse for the time being, he still had a breath of air left in him.

However, his throat had been cut, and he was actually no longer able to speak.

"You are from the Raider Sect?" Feng Ting asked and answered his own question.

The black-robed man only looked at Feng Ting in shock and didn't reply, nor was he able to.

"Who killed you?"

At the same time Feng Ting asked this question, he slowly squatted down and checked the wound on Black Cloaked Man's throat.

Twelve Spirit Cultivators also squatted down, carefully inspecting the wound.

Ding Chundong said: "It's as if the wound was cut, the person who killed him was fast!"

"Don't you see his cultivation level? If his speed isn't fast, can you kill him with a single sword strike?" Feng Ting said casually.

"His cultivation base is much higher than mine, so I can't sense it. Ding Chundong said awkwardly.

"Dissolving Blade Primary Grade." Feng Ting replied.

"The Dissolving Blade Primary Grade was killed by a single sword strike!"

Everyone was shocked, the person who killed him was at least a dissolving blade.

In all of Night Sea Sect, only the Sovereign of Europe and the Supreme Elder Chen Ying had such strength.

Feng Ting said casually: "The Grand Elder and Sect Master are unable to utilize such a sharp and fierce sword move, moreover, they are so cautious, how would they use such lightning-like methods to offend Raider Sect?"

"Who could it be?"

Everyone was shocked, could it be that there is an even stronger expert in Night Sea Sect?

At this time, the Black-clothed Man could no longer hold on. His head tilted, and he died.

Feng Ting reached out to touch Black-clothed Man's wound. He felt a scorching heat, as if he had been burned before.

He focused his gaze, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

Even though the Twelve Spirit Cultivators was shouldering all of them, no one saw Feng Ting's smile.

"Senior brother Li Yuan, take him to the Zhongyu Peak. Tell him that the Raider Sect has committed an offense and ask the sect master what to do about it." Feng Ting said casually.

Li Yuan asked, "If Sect Master asks who killed him, how should we answer?"

"Speak the truth." Feng Ting said.

"Sect Leader might not believe it." Li Yuan laughed.

"It's best if you don't believe me." Feng Ting laughed indifferently.

Li Yuan did not understand, he still wanted to ask, but Feng Ting had already flown away, and could only command Lv Bin, Li Jie, Dong Sheng and the others to lift up their corpses, and follow him to Zhongyu Peak.

Ding Chundong and the rest went back to the small courtyard to protect the Junior Brother.

The night was dark and the entire Night Sea Sect was silent. The small courtyard at the back of the mountain was even quieter.

But in the forest beside him, Feng Ting was busy refining medicine.

He now wanted to refine the Qing Xue Dan that he needed, the Kaikai Dan that his seniors needed, the Xuan Pill that his father needed, and also to refine the Fire Melting Pill that the black-clothed disciple needed.

This Fire Melting Pill's refining difficulty was the highest. He needed more expensive medicinal herbs, as well as more spiritual energy.

If he did not have the pill flame, he would not have been able to refine this Fire Melting Pill.

"Crack."

Suddenly, the Cauldron emitted a light sound, and a crack that was not too clear appeared.

Feng Ting frowned helplessly, this medicine cauldron was going to be destroyed, I need to get a better medicine cauldron.