Chapter 89

Hong Ling said this, glancing around with some apprehension, fearing that if someone heard her speaking ill of Long Zhetai, it would be a grave offense of disrespect.

Ye Feng looked at Hong Ling’s expression, feeling somewhat downcast.

It seemed that Long Zhetai was indeed a terrifying figure, with immense authority.

Moreover, this deep-seated authority had penetrated people’s hearts.

It would make people feel awe and reverence, even subconsciously, when they talked about him.

Ye Feng was not displeased with Hong Ling’s reaction, as he knew it was normal.

"Looks like to deal with Long Zhetai, I am still too weak at the moment," Ye Feng thought, his desire to grow stronger becoming even more intense.

He had just gleaned some information from Elder Yumu, confirming that there was indeed a legendary Dragon Transformation Pool within the Sword Sect.

However, even a powerful Martial Emperor like Elder Yumu had limited access to information and secrets about the Dragon Transformation Pool.

This made Ye Feng inwardly surprised; it seemed that entering the Dragon Transformation Pool was not something he could hope for at the moment.

"Perhaps only by becoming an Inner Sect disciple, or even a True Disciple of the Sword Sect, would I have the qualifications to access the Dragon Transformation Pool," Ye Feng planned in his mind. He was not in a hurry, as there were still six months until the Hundred Kingdoms War.

With the assistance of the Alchemy Furnace, Ye Feng was confident that he could catch up to, or even surpass Long Zhetai in six months!

If others knew Ye Feng’s thoughts, they might ridicule him for having unrealistic ambitions.

But Ye Feng knew that he had inherited the Divine Alchemy Sutra, and his martial talent had been transformed by the golden divine pill in his brain domain, making him exceptionally gifted.

Given time, he could surpass and suppress all so-called supreme geniuses and outstanding talents!

This was the powerful confidence of the son of a divine emperor!

At this moment, Hong Ling had no idea how tumultuous Ye Feng’s thoughts were.

She continued, "In our Sword Sect, there are four major factions among the disciples: the Sky-Shielding Alliance, the Sword Qi Pavilion, the Ice Blue Pavilion, and the Heaven-Defying Association."

"There’s no need to say much about the Sky-Shielding Alliance. It was founded by Long Zhetai, the acknowledged eldest brother of the Sword Sect and the strongest young expert of the Great Yan Dynasty. Even the Great Yan Imperial Family holds Long Zhetai in high regard."

"The Sword Qi Pavilion was founded by Sword Sect’s only True Disciple, Sword Wushuang. It is said that Sword Wushuang was born with the legendary innate sword body, and his sword talent is incredibly formidable."

"The Ice Blue Pavilion is the only female disciple faction in the Sword Sect. All members are female disciples, and it is led by our Sword Sect’s top prodigy, Ye Weiyang."

Mentioning Ye Weiyang, Hong Ling’s face immediately showed a look of admiration.

"Then the last one, the Heaven-Defying Association, is probably related to those noble descendants, right?" Ye Feng asked.

"Exactly."

Hong Ling nodded and said, "The Heaven-Defying Association is a coalition of many noble descendants who have joined the Sword Sect. It has a deep foundation and should not be underestimated. The president is the only son of the First Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, Qin Aotian."

Hearing this, Ye Feng was somewhat surprised. He did not expect the connections and entanglements among the disciples in the Sword Sect to be so intricate.

Hong Ling then said solemnly, "The noble descendants you offended are definitely acquainted with powerful figures in the Heaven-Defying Association. I advise you not to rush out for training for now, to avoid them taking underhanded actions against you. However, as long as you stay within the sect, they won’t dare to be too reckless."

Hearing Hong Ling’s words, Ye Feng was about to say something.

But at that moment, a voice filled with deep hatred suddenly rang out from outside the large courtyard:

"Ye Feng! Brat! Come out quickly! A lowly country boy like you actually dared to provoke us noble descendants! Come out now and kneel to apologize, and we’ll agree to only cripple your cultivation and spare your life!"

The voice was full of arrogance and killing intent!

"Those noble descendants really came so quickly? This is bad! They actually have the audacity to attack you here in the sect!" Hong Ling’s face changed abruptly.

She recognized the voice outside the courtyard; it belonged to a noble descendant named Wang Shuang.

Hong Ling said urgently, "Brother Ye, should you escape through the back of the courtyard? If they dared to come here, they must have found an extremely powerful figure, possibly an expert from the Outer Sect. We are no match for them."

Ye Feng, however, shook his head slightly and said, "If I keep choosing to run away, they will keep coming. I’ll use this opportunity to completely crush their hopes. I didn’t want to take these people seriously, but since they are so aggressive, it’s their own fault."

As he spoke with a killing intent, Ye Feng’s eyes turned piercingly cold.

Buzz!

In that instant, the temperature around him seemed to drop, making Hong Ling shiver involuntarily.

"Creak..."

The door of the large courtyard opened.

Ye Feng and Hong Ling walked out.

Their first sight was the same group of noble descendants standing not far from the entrance.

Several people were surrounding a young man with a cold and stern face.

This young man was dressed in a blue robe, his hands behind his back, and his eyes carried a faint look of arrogance.

Clearly, he felt his status was extremely high, and he did not take anyone in this area of new disciples seriously.

At this moment, when Wang Shuang and the other noble descendants saw Ye Feng and Hong Ling come out, their eyes immediately fixed on Ye Feng, and they sneered, "Living in a luxurious courtyard and having the beauty, Lady Hong Ling, by your side, Ye Feng, you really are living a carefree life!"

Hong Ling immediately spoke to the noble descendants, "This is the sect’s territory. Do you want to violate the sect’s rules and attack here?"

"Sect’s rules?"

Wang Shuang suddenly laughed, a sinister smile on his face. "Lady Hong Ling, you are truly naive. Let me tell you what the sect’s rules are: the one with the biggest fist makes the rules!"

As he spoke, another noble descendant looked at the young man in the blue robe they were surrounding and said respectfully, "This is Senior Brother Hai Wujie, a powerful guardian of the Heaven-Defying Association. He is the third-ranked super expert among the Outer Sect’s top ten disciples, just one step away from becoming a titled Martial King!"

At this moment, as the noble descendant spoke, Hai Wujie’s eyes showed a look of enjoyment and arrogance.

Clearly, he enjoyed being flattered.