C2 Five Years

"Hmph, Ling Feng is my disciple. This is a fact that no one can change; even if he doesn't have True Essence, I want to see what the Sect Master can do to me and my disciple tomorrow. If anyone tries to make things difficult for us, I'll risk my life! '"

Looking at Zi Xiang's back as he left, Li Changkong shook his head helplessly, and then left with a bit of anger.

When Zi Xiang entered the courtyard and looked at Ling Feng, who was still diligently cultivating with sweat pouring down his face. For a moment, he seemed to remember a day five years ago. That day, in a forest, Ling Feng was beaten up by more than a dozen experts and forced to kneel. However, no matter how fierce and cruel the experts were, Ling Feng did not kneel down. Even though his entire body was covered in injuries and even his flesh was badly mangled, he still gritted his teeth and did not yield at all.

At that time, Zi Xiang was just passing by, and he saw with his own eyes one of the True Essence Stage experts with a ferocious expression fiercely punch Ling Feng, causing him to vomit blood and say with cruel disdain:

"Hmph, I have cultivated for fifty years and am now an expert of the True Essence Stage. Killing a junior like you would only dirty my hands!"

That was one thing. Survival of the fittest was one of the most basic rules of survival in this world. After all, in the Spirit Martial Continent, similar tragedies were happening every day. However, what Ling Feng said next caused Zi Xiang, who was about to leave, to stop in his tracks and make up his mind to save him.

"Hmph, reaching the True Essence Stage in fifty years - I feel ashamed for you. If you give me twenty years, I, Ling Feng, will definitely shatter the void and dominate the universe! Not to mention a bunch of rats like you, I could crush all of you to death with a single finger!"

"Break the void and sweep across the universe." He gently repeated what Ling Feng had said back then. It was as if the scene from back then was still fresh in his mind. When he thought of all of this, a gratified smile appeared on Zi Xiang's face.

"Master, you're here!" Unknowingly, Zi Xiang had already walked to Ling Feng's side. When Ling Feng saw him, he immediately stopped cultivating and ran over while panting heavily. His entire body was emitting a ferocious aura like a wild beast and his face was filled with joy.

"En, Feng, how is it?" Nodding his head in satisfaction, Zi Xiang asked in a symbolic manner.

"Master, I... I haven't even refined the True Essence, and I've disappointed you again ..." His body trembled, and when he heard Zi Xiang's question, Ling Feng lowered his head guiltily and replied timidly.

"In the path of cultivation, you have to persevere. You must not be impatient. Feng, take it slow. I believe in you. One day, you will be able to refine the True Essence!" Zi Xiang patted Ling Feng's bronze shoulder and comforted him calmly.

"However, master, tomorrow is the fifth year, and I haven't refined the True Essence yet. I'm afraid that when the time comes..."

"Feng, don't worry. Master will take care of everything." Taking a deep breath, Zi Xiang said with a serious expression.

"Master, didn't the sect master say that back then? As long as I can refine the True Essence within five years, or defeat any disciple at the True Essence Stage, then I can enter the Vast Heaven Sect. Don't worry, even if I can't refine the True Essence, I won't disappoint you tomorrow. Definitely!" Clenching his teeth tightly, Ling Feng's childish face was filled with determination, as if there was some promise that was worth protecting with his life.

"Feng, you can't force anything. However, I believe in you. Rest early today and recover your energy." He lightly patted Ling Feng on the shoulder. After he finished speaking, Zi Xiang let out a light sigh, turned his body around with a complicated expression, and walked far away.

Staring blankly at Zi Xiang's back as he walked away, for five years, Ling Feng felt meticulous care and concern from him. At this moment, when he saw Zi Xiang's back as he walked away, Ling Feng's heart palpitated, as if he had some sort of feeling. Then, he saw Zi Xiang tightly clench his fist, which was like a steel hammer, and mutter to himself:

"Master, today you treat me like a son. In the future, when you are in danger, I, Ling Feng, will definitely respect you as my father.

I will never leave you!"