The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Inside the room, a Black Cloaked Teenager was sitting on a chair. His pitch black face had a cold look to it and those black pupils were incomparably cold and detached, as if he didn't see Feng Ting come in at all.

Seeing Xiao Ning's appearance, Feng Ting laughed helplessly: "Why did your face turn darker than last time."

Xiao Ning frowned, and looked at Feng Ting with cold eyes: "Have you forgotten something?"

"You don't have to eat Fire Melting Pill everyday, you can stop it appropriately and see if the cold energy is getting stronger." Feng Ting said casually.

"An excuse!" Xiao Ning said coldly: "You completely forgot to give me the Fire Melting Pill."

Feng Ting laughed in boredom: "How could I forget about something that involves life and death?"

"Then why don't you bring it over?" Xiao Ning stretched out his hand, asking for the Spirit Pill.

Feng Ting laughed: "I came in a hurry, I didn't bring it."

Hearing that, Xiao Ning's face turned even colder: "If I had died outside, you probably wouldn't have known either."

Feng Ting smiled lightly: "But the place you're living in, is indeed a little remote."

Xiao Ning said with slight ridicule: "Of course this place cannot compare to your guangling garden."

Feng Ting understood, it was definitely because the guangling garden s were tightly guarded, and the stewards and heads of the household were all powerful Spirit Cultivator, so they did not dare to rashly enter.

He laughed, "With your invisibility, avoiding the guards and the butler is no problem. However, if you want to avoid the main topic at all times, it will truly be rather difficult. "

Xiao Ning said disdainfully: "If I meet him, I'll just kill him."

Feng Ting also did not give him face, and said while smiling: "There are three heads in guangling garden, all of them are middle grade. If you can kill them, you can also kill Lord Broken Hand, who is also a nether cave. "

Xiao Ning said without a trace of politeness: "I almost killed him once."

"Are you sure?" Feng Ting was a little suspicious.

"Of course." Xiao Ning said in a domineering manner: "I just want to see how powerful the devilish exercise that he cultivates in is."

Hearing that, Feng Ting felt that Xiao Ning was not lying, and asked: Lord Broken Hand is practising devilish exercise?

"Yes." Xiao Ning said casually: "I want to see how powerful the devilish exercise that comes from the Devil Domain is."

"How are you so sure that his devilish exercise came from the Devil Domain?" Feng Ting asked.

"Didn't the devilish exercise come from the Devil Domain, how could it come from the Sovereign Heaven Sect?" Xiao Ning asked.

Hearing that, Feng Ting laughed, thinking that he had talked too much.

If he did not come from the Devil Domain, how could he be called devilish exercise!

If there was anything else in the world that he was curious about that he did not understand, perhaps it would be the Abyss Demon Region.

He remembered that many years later, the Heaven Dynasty was completely suppressed by the Sovereign Heaven Sect. The Devil Domain was also annihilated by the Sovereign Heaven Sect, and completely, annihilated.

At that time, he had also wanted to find some devilish exercise to try and see if it could increase the number of control power s he could obtain from the stink fire, but in the end, he did not manage to find any information on the Devil Domain at all.

Seeing that Feng Ting did not refute him, Xiao Ning said: "This Lord Broken Hand is not simple, you should be more careful."

Feng Ting slightly nodded, looked at Xiao Ning and said: "If there's a chance the next time, I still hope that you can cut off his head with your sword."

Xiao Ning glanced at Feng Ting but did not agree. Neither did he not agree either.

Hearing this, Feng Ting said with difficulty, "I still don't know what realm you are in, and I don't even know if you are a martial cultivator or not."

"In this world, only a fool like you would choose to cultivate." Xiao Ning's words were an answer.

"But what kind of cultivation technique are you cultivating? How can you hide your cultivation realm so perfectly?" This had always been a question that Feng Ting was curious about.

"You don't need to know. You only need to know that I am the Spirit Cultivator." Xiao Ning chose to remain silent.

Feng Ting smiled indifferently, and did not pursue the matter, but said: "You have to tell me at least what realm you are in right now, so I can find out what kind of Spirit Pill you need."

"dissolving blade."

Hearing Xiao Ning's answer, Feng Ting's face became serious.

This was completely out of his expectations. A dissolving blade, could actually be compared to a nether cave.

Xiao Ning saw that Feng Ting's expression had changed, and he said in a slightly cold and arrogant voice, "After I've broken through, I can kill any single one of the nether cave realms as I please."

"Alright, I will refine a few high quality Xuan Pill for you so that you can break through to the next realm in one fell swoop."

Feng Ting believed that Xiao Ning was not boasting.

"Yes." Xiao Ning's coldness lessened by a bit, and he said: "After breaking through to the next realm, I can come and go as I wish in the guangling garden."

Feng Ting slightly smiled, "You couldn't be anxious to breakthrough so you want to enter the guangling garden, right?"

"Don't you want me to go?" Xiao Ning asked.

"I have no objections. As long as you are happy." Of course Feng Ting didn't mind.

Xiao Ning looked at Feng Ting, and casually said: "There are a lot of experts in this Heavenly Book City, don't always cause trouble."

Hearing this, Feng Ting almost laughed out loud.

He asked, "Actually, ever since I met you in Uncle Lan, I knew that it was because your face was too dark, making you look older than me. Actually, he might be younger than me. So, please don't talk to me in such an old-fashioned way. "

Xiao Ning raised his eyebrows, and did not deny Feng Ting's judgement of his age. That Qiu Family is not something you can deal with. Forget about others, even Qiu Family, the absolute genius, cannot be defeated by you. "

"Are you talking about Qiu Tan?" Feng Ting said casually.

"I thought you didn't know he was also in Guanling Academy."

"How could I not know about the top three geniuses of Guanling Academy?" Feng Ting laughed.

"It's good that you know."

"But Qiu Xian deserves to die, I have to take care of him." Feng Ting said.

The corner of Xiao Ning's mouth moved, and asked back: "Just because he looked at Xin Han a few more times?"

"Isn't that reason enough?" Feng Ting asked.

Xiao Ning frowned, a look of scrutiny appearing in his cold eyes: "Don't tell me you want to marry Xin Han?"

Feng Ting laughed in boredom: "You don't want to marry her, so you can't protect her?"

"Of course, but I think you're a bit too nervous for her." Xiao Ning revealed an arrogant look.

Feng Ting frowned: "You are younger than me, in the future, really don't talk to me like this."

Xiao Ning laughed disdainfully: "Feng Ting, no one will tell you, that you are more experienced than anyone else?"

Hearing that, Feng Ting was startled. When he reincarnated into the ninth reincarnation, it was impossible for him to always look like a seventeen year old youth, but it was as if no one had warned him before.

Xiao Ning's dark face revealed a little complacency, and said: "Go back, after daybreak, don't forget to give me the medicinal pellets."

Feng Ting laughed helplessly, he felt that this was the first time he was defeated by someone else.

He said, "I'm leaving."

"Bye."

"No need."

Feng Ting turned around and quietly left the inn.

Xiao Ning's black face finally revealed a smile, it was the smile of a victor.

These days, he felt very tired.

This was the only moment of relaxation he felt. He stretched lazily and lay back down on the bed. He pulled up the blanket to cover his frail body.

Feng Ting returned to the guangling garden, entered his room, and began refining the top-grade Xuan Pill.

Of course, he had to hurry up and cultivate as well. He wanted to advance to the high grade as soon as possible and then break through to the Sentencing Lord boundary to experience what it felt like to have a realm he was incomparably unfamiliar with.

After dawn, Feng Ting accompanied Xin Han to the third floor and started reading books.

Feng Ting was stunned for a while. He did not see the Qiu Family brothers, nor did he see Bai Shuo.

At this moment, a person appeared on the third floor.

This was a young man around the age of 20. His clothes were luxurious, his appearance was graceful, and his bearing was extraordinary.

The moment he appeared, the people reading upstairs all looked at him with admiration.

The Fellow on the third floor immediately stood up, wanting to greet the young man, but the young man waved his hand and walked towards Feng Ting.

The Fellow watched the back of this young man, his expression somewhat solemn.

When everyone saw this young man walk towards Feng Ting, they also felt that something was going to happen, but no one dared to look at him openly.

Feng Ting had long noticed this young man. Although he had never seen this young man before, he could guess who this young man was from the other people's expressions.

The young man walked in front of Feng Ting, his graceful gaze revealing a faint scrutiny.

"You are Qiu Tan?" Feng Ting did not want to be looked down upon by others, so he did not avoid them either.

"Feng Ting." The young man did not answer Feng Ting, but said Feng Ting's name. However, he was definitely not talking to Feng Ting, but to himself.

Feng Ting said indifferently: "Do the people from your Qiu Family all like to be so self-righteous?"

"You are not worthy of mentioning the Qiu Family."

"I can't be bothered with Qiu Family. People from your Qiu Family always appear in front of me uninvited."

The young man's brows twitched, and his expression did not seem to have changed. In fact, it was clear that he was already angry.

The surrounding people who were secretly watching the scene all broke out in a cold sweat for Feng Ting.

No one in the Guanling Academy dared to speak to Qiu Tan like that. Even the academicians, and even the Vice President s, did not have such an evaluation of the Qiu Family.

At this moment, a young man wearing a green robe walked up the stairs.

In Guanling Academy, most of the students were wearing casual clothes, while the students in gifted student wore green robes.

Of course, students at Qiu Tan's and Hu Gaoxuan's level can wear whatever they want.

This green-gowned student was gifted student, who had a specialized teacher. He walked straight to Qiu Tan and Feng Ting's side, and greeted them first: "Senior Brother Qiu Tan."

"Yes." Qiu Tan replied.

The young man then said to Feng Ting, "Junior Brother Feng Ting, Vice President Zuo invites you and Junior Sister Xin Han to attend the lecture."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

This also included the Academician and Qiu Tan on the third floor.

With Feng Ting's and Xin Han's statuses, people who didn't have the qualifications to attend Vice President's classes would at most be able to brazenly take classes.

But now, as one of the Vice President s, Zuo Hu had sent someone to invite him in.

In the academy, there were four types of lecturing teachers. The most common ones were the academicians, and the better ones were the Senior Fellow, the Vice President, and then the principal.