C9

Shi Ling secretly cursed in his heart. Why did he appear every time he encountered this kind of situation? He was the first one to be beaten up, and he was the one to be hit during the counterattack. How the f * ck was this reasonable?

However, Yan Wuping didn't give him the slightest chance. He directly took a step forward, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of Shi Ling, throwing a punch towards him.

Yan Wuping had always been unhappy with Shi Ling. It was because of Shi Ling that he was punished by Chen Lu every time. As an expert whose strength had reached the fourth level of Refinement Realm, how could he endure this? So no matter what, he had to teach Shi Ling a lesson this time.

However, Shi Ling didn't act the same this time. He just stood there and let Ye Zichen hit him. Instead, he looked at Ye Zichen with a cold gaze and also punched Ye Zichen.

Boom! The two's fist power collided with each other, creating a huge gust of wind and causing the surrounding trees to sway. Loong Yang and the other servants couldn't help but take a step back.

However, what they were shocked to see was that Shi Ling was continuously forced back a few steps before he finally regained his footing. Yan Wuping was also forced back a step or two, and although it was only one or two steps, it was enough to shock the people around. Even Loong Yang, at this moment, was looking at Shi Ling with an expression of shock.

"Since when did Shi Ling's strength become so great that he could be on par with Martial Uncle Yan Wuping!"

Yan Wuping's expression was a bit ugly. Although he did not go all out to deal with Shi Ling, the gap in strength was still there after all. With his body refining fourth level strength, it was actually difficult to defeat Shi Ling in a short period of time. Moreover, it was in front of so many servants at the scene.

At this moment, Shi Ling's face was completely red. Although he managed to block Yan Wuping's attack just now, he was still shaken to the point where his vital energy and blood were surging. Only after a long while did he manage to recover.

At this moment, when he got up from the ground and saw this scene, he was immediately dumbfounded. If it wasn't for the pain on his body, he would have even suspected that he was dreaming.

At this moment, Shi Ling covered his chest with one hand and said with a calm expression, "Martial Uncle Yan, people shouldn't play like this with you. Shi Ling covered his chest with one hand and said with a calm expression," Martial Uncle Yan, I don't want to play like this with you.

Yan Wuping's face immediately darkened. However, he quickly regained his composure. With his hands behind his back and eyes like sharp blades, he looked at Shi Ling and said, "Come with me. Everyone gather at the square."

Stunned for a moment, Shi Ling looked Loong Yang in the eye and said worriedly, "Yan Wuping is a narrow-minded person. I'm afraid he won't let you off if you make him lose face in front of so many people. Do you want me to go with you?"

Shi Ling shook his head and said, "No need, I don't believe that he would dare to kill me. Let's just do as he says. You go to the square and wait for me there, I'll be there shortly."

When Loong Yang heard this, he could only nod his head and say, "Be careful." After that, he turned around to pack his bags. Seeing this, Shi Ling didn't say anything more and walked in the direction of Yan Wuping.

He looked at Yan Wuping, whose back was facing him, and did not know what tricks Yan Wuping was playing. At that moment, Shi Ling walked up, cupped his fist, and said to Yan Wuping: "I wonder what instructions Martial Uncle Yan has for me to come."

His voice was very calm, as if the person whom Yan Wuping had just suppressed was not him. However, this kind of calmness made Yan Wuping a little uneasy. Yan Wuping turned his head and asked Shi Ling: "What is your relationship with the official disciple Chen Lu?"

When Shi Ling heard this, he really wanted to yell, "That's my fiancee, what do you want?"

At the very least, before his strength recovered, he wouldn't let anyone else know about this matter, so he said, "Senior Chen Lu is my friend. When I was still an official disciple of the sect, I met her before, and we have been in contact ever since, nothing more."

After Yan Wuping heard this, he frowned. He believed what Shi Ling said, because that was the only way to explain why a small servant would be associated with an official disciple in the sect.

Yan Wuping sat in the pavilion before a stone table and said: "Just a friend?"

Shi Ling nodded and said, "We're just friends!"

Yan Wuping snorted and said, "Your friend's relationship is pretty good. After so many conflicts with my superior over and over again, I've been punished a few times."

The meaning behind his words was, 'My friend is so good, I'm afraid it's not that simple, is it?'

However, Shi Ling still repeated what he said before, "I'm just a friend!"

However, he thought to himself, "I have a good relationship with that woman. Even her film belongs to me."

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of Shi Ling, Yan Wuping stood up, walked up to Shi Ling with his hands behind his back and said, "I know that you are currently unable to train or improve due to the destruction of your spirit vein, but the strength of your body can be improved because of this. I remember yesterday you were just a handyman with no strength at all, why does your body now have the strength of a raging bull?"

In fact, in his heart, Shi Ling was also asking him this question, but he couldn't figure out what was going on. In the end, he thought of Chen Lu, and he thought that perhaps it was because he was in her cave yesterday that the strength of his body increased greatly due to what she did to him.

Thus, he replied, "Yesterday, after this disciple was bullied by other disciples of the same sect, he suffered some serious injuries. In order to save himself, I went to find Senior Sister Chen Lu for help, but I was unconscious for the entire night, so during this process, I didn't know what Senior Sister Chen Lu had done to this disciple. All I knew was that by the second morning, this disciple's physical strength had reached such an astonishing level."

Yan Wuping's eyes were slightly wide open when he heard this. Previously, Yan Wuping had speculated that Chen Lu helped Wu Tie to improve his brute strength, because with Shi Ling's own income, it was impossible for him to afford the resources needed to increase his body's strength. So the problem was, where did Shi Ling's brute strength come from?

After thinking about it, Yan Wuping could only blame it on Chen Lu. He looked at Liu Tie with a bit of envy and said: "Chen Lu is the second heaven's proud daughter of my Spirit Sword Sect aside from the princess, not only is she as beautiful as a fairy, she is also a rare cultivating genius, and now she has even accepted her as a personal disciple. In the future, she will fight over the legacy and become the senior disciple of sect master."

When Shi Ling heard this, he laughed and said in his heart, "So what if she is outstanding? I will also get her to sleep."

However, before Shi Ling could say anything, Yan Wuping turned around and said, "There's one more thing, the number of people in the mission this time will be very large, and also, the relationship will be quite large. I don't want you to ignore our management just because of this layer of relationship, so regardless of who's wrong or wrong between you and Kawada, I'll pretend I didn't see it today. But if there's a next time, I'll definitely take you on the spot.

When Shi Ling heard this, he nodded his head in agreement. Yan Wuping waved his hand and said, "That's enough, you can leave now."

Shi Ling cupped his fist towards Yan Wuping and then stepped back. As he left, Shi Ling sneered in his heart, "Old fool, you want to give up after hitting me twice. I will make you cry one day."

Thinking about this, Shi Ling let out a cold snort and walked towards the square. Not long later, he saw that there were nearly two to three hundred people gathered in the square. Among them, there were ten egrets that were especially conspicuous.

Because of its large size and endurance, it would normally use egrets as a travel tool when entering and exiting cultivation resources or other large goods. Furthermore, as long as a disciple reached a certain height in the sect, the sect would reward a white egret as a mount. From this, it could be seen just how used this type of spirit beast was in the Spirit Sword Sect.

It had been almost two years since Shi Ling had entered the Spirit Sword Sect, and it was not the first time he had seen this type of spirit beast. But if you were to talk about riding on it, it was definitely the first time, when he was still an official disciple, that the best mount he had was only a Dragon Foal, so this time, he was a little nervous due to his anticipation.

Shi Ling walked into the crowd and saw Loong Yang waving at him. He immediately walked over and asked, "What did that old man, Yan Wuping, say to you?"

Shi Ling shrugged and said, "It's just nagging me, warning me not to commit any more of these things in the future. It's fine with me doing anything else."

Loong Yang showed a thinking expression and said, "That doesn't make sense. I know Yan Wuping too well. He's a vengeful person. If you make him embarrassed in front of so many people, he wouldn't let you go."

Shi Ling glanced at him in annoyance and said, "You can't be hoping that he will take care of me, right?"

If Yan Wuping didn't look for trouble with you, then there should be two reasons. Either he wants to deal with you after the end of the mission, or he has his reservations, but he can't think of the things on you that he cares about, so I think the possibility of the former is higher. "Loong Yang waved his hand and said.

Shi Ling sneered and said, "I say, why do you always feel suspicious? If he doesn't deal with me now, then he won't talk about this matter. After all, not many people would be willing to talk about their own embarrassing situation."

Loong Yang thought that Shi Ling was right, but he still couldn't help but nag at him.

After that, the people in the square were divided into ten squads of people, with one egret for every thirty people. At the front of the squadron were the stewards of the various service departments, among which Yan Wuping was one of a total of ten people, and in the middle of these ten people stood an old man. He was the elder in charge of the mission, and after explaining to everyone the location of departure and some things they needed to pay attention to, he had the stewards of each squadron bring a disciple onto the back of the egret.

There was a house on the back of the egret. Although it appeared to be very heavy and cumbersome, it did not affect the flight of the egret in the slightest. When they entered the house, they saw that it was filled with chairs.

When everyone entered this room, they would receive a seat number from Yan Wuping. According to this seat number, they would be given a seat number.

Shi Ling and Loong Yang sat together near a window. Shi Ling looked out of the window and said, "I wonder what it will feel like when we fly into the air."

With that, Shi Ling's face revealed an expression of anticipation, while Loong Yang picked up a book and started reading.

Very soon, when everyone had arrived, the egret let out a long cry and spread out its huge wings. With a strong shake, a strong gust of wind caused the surrounding trees to churn violently, causing smoke and dust to fill the air. The group of servants sitting inside felt their bodies sinking down, and even their breathing became a little heavier.

At this time, Shi Ling, who was in the middle of it all, was excitedly looking out the window at the scenery outside the window. Looking at the constantly shrinking scenery, his heart throbbed as he heard Shi Ling say: "It is said that every cultivator who has reached the Divine Martial Secret Stage level can fly in the air and fly without using any external forces. Loong Yang, if one day you reach the level of Divine Martial Secret Stage, what would the first thing you do?"

At this moment, Loong Yang was still reading a book with a book in his arms. As for Shi Ling's words, he just said them perfunctorily.