C407 Wan Bian Courtyard
C407 Wan Bian Courtyard
Mr. Zhao had left the Myriad Peerless Sect for dozens of years, and now that he had returned from his promotion to the King's Realm, he needed to report to the main mountain. However, with Ye Feng's current status, he couldn't go up the mountain with him.
"Don't worry, Big Brother will make all the proper arrangements. And with Brother's strength, passing the examination and becoming a Inner Sect disciple won't be a problem for you." The Mr. Zhao laughed.
"Brother Zhao is fine, I, Ye Feng am not a child."
Ye Feng slowly nodded his head. At the moment, a tall building complex had already appeared in front of him.
Perhaps it was as Mr. Zhao had said just now, but it was extremely close to the start of the "Myriad Peerless Sect" examination, which was held once every five years. There were quite a few Martial Cultivator in the huge plaza outside the courtyard, and most of them were Martial Cultivator from the Four Great Kingdoms with a certain background who came to participate in the examination.
Once the Raging Flame Lion King landed on the ground, it immediately attracted the attention of these people.
"Look …" I wonder which expert is actually driving such a powerful Demonic Beast? "
"This pressure …" Could it be Earth Rank Demonic Beast? "
"The old man in front has an unfathomable cultivation. The person behind should be the same as us, he's a Martial Cultivator who participated in this assessment. Tsk tsk, his Innate Seventh Level was very average …"
"Junior brother, don't speak carelessly. The Myriad Extremities Palace has gathered many of the geniuses and elites from the entire continent. Be careful of the words you say …"
"..."
The two of them jumped off the lion's back. Ye Feng kept his Raging Flame Lion King and after another few words of advice from the Mr. Zhao, his figure flashed and he disappeared into thin air.
The plaza was extremely wide, and was entirely paved with white jade. It was neat and tidy, and tall trees were planted at the edge of the plaza. The Everlasting Courtyard was naturally the largest building in the surrounding area, and it was extremely magnificent.
As for the Martial Cultivator s that appeared in the plaza, most of them had a cultivation base at Innate Level 8 or 9. Ye Feng had even comprehended a few experts who were unable to find out the exact level of their cultivation.
It looked like it would not be easy for ordinary Martial Cultivator to pass the examination and become a member of the Myriad Peerless Sect.
After sizing up the place for a bit, Ye Feng headed directly towards the Ten Thousand Killing Courtyards. Since the Mr. Zhao had asked him to wait in the courtyard for a few days, he would definitely not walk around randomly.
This period of time just happened to be in the examination season and there were a lot of people. The moment Ye Feng stepped into the courtyard, he raised his head and saw that it was densely packed with people. There were at least a hundred or so Martial Cultivator s sitting or standing in the courtyard.
These people all had a distinct characteristic, and that was that they were young, had high cultivation, and were definitely the most outstanding geniuses in their respective kingdoms. Each one of them looked down on the others with their eyes.
Especially when they saw Ye Feng enter alone with a cultivation base at only the seventh stage, they started to privately point him out and some of them even openly mocked him.
Ye Feng did not bother with them anymore as he passed through the crowd and entered the tavern.
As one of the seven great Holy Land Level forces, Myriad Peerless Sect were rich and powerful, they placed these Martial Cultivator s who could possibly become part of the sect's younger generation, not leaving them to wait around. With the free food and wine supply, not to mention the luxurious upper class, even the servants were young and beautiful beauties, they weaved through the crowd like butterflies.
Ye Feng was also hungry, his stomach made a rumbling noise, and planned to eat something first.
There were about a dozen or so tables in the hall, but most of them were filled, with only the window being empty. Ye Feng was about to walk towards the empty table, but at this time, there was a Deacon who was dressed in long robes, looking like a restaurant owner. He rushed in front of Ye Feng, and blocked Ye Feng's figure.
Then, with a face full of flattery, he turned to the young man dressed in luxurious clothing behind him and said, "Third Young Master, Elder Fang had already said that he would ask this Deacon to take care of your Fang family. Besides, the three elites of the Fang family are renowned throughout the Great An Country.
His attitude was extremely fawning, and his waist was bent to ninety degrees.
"Sure, sure."
"Third Young Master, this table is specially reserved for you. Please sit for a moment and serve the best wine and dishes."
The well-dressed youth who was called the Third Young Master of the Fang family smirked at Ye Feng and arrogantly sat down with a few guards.
Only then did the robed Deacon turn around and sweep his eyes across Ye Feng.
Seeing Ye Feng dressed in ordinary clothes, and seeing that Ye Feng was alone and did not bring any servants to guard him, and that his cultivation was at the bottom of the hall, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, and became ice-cold, and even arrogant.
Deacon straightened his back, his chin raised slightly as he looked at Ye Feng with disdain.
He had seen many people dressed like Ye Feng. With one glance, he could tell that they were not some kind of Great Son of Aristocratic Family, and that they did not have any powerful backers.
Not only that, he had just broken through to the seventh level? Tsk tsk, such a cultivation actually came to participate in the Myriad Peerless Sect entrance exam?
He definitely didn't even have the chance to become a sect's service disciple.
The robed Deacon had the status of an outer sect disciple. A Martial Cultivator like the third young master Fang, with the backing of an elder, naturally had to work hard to curry favor with him.
He nudged Ye Feng away and said: "Walk, stand far away. If you stick it out like a stick, how will you affect Third Young Master's appetite?"
Seeing his attitude, Ye Feng's gaze turned slightly cold, and he laughed coldly in his heart: "You're looking down on me!"
However, he did not plan to lower himself to the same level as these people. He slowly sat down at a nearby table and said with a deep tone, "Serve the good wine and dishes. I want to eat."
"Wait!"
The long robed Deacon coldly threw down a few words, then swaggered away.
"Bro, you just arrived? Don't mind it, this kind of despicable person who relies on the power of others should not have any future in his life. " A simple and honest youth was already seated at the side of the table. Seeing Ye Feng's sharp gaze, he immediately raised his hand to press down on his arm, and said softly.
Ye Feng nodded, he had recovered his composure, he truly could not stand the face of the Deacon in the robe.
However, this fellow was a genuine outer sect disciple. With his identity as an examiner, the pros and cons could be imagined in his dispute with an official sect disciple.
"My name is Pang Lin, and I am eighteen years old this year, from the South Qin Empire. The honest-looking young man cupped his hands and introduced to Ye Feng, looking like the young man who called himself Pang Lin, had a straightforward personality.
"Ye Feng, sixteen, member of the Strong Country West Tang Martial Palace." Ye Feng replied with a bow.