Chapter 3

"Want the jade token in my hand?" Gu Fei immediately understood Wang Yuanzhi's intentions. This guy must have received some troublesome chores from the Hualin Pavilion and, not daring to target other disciples, found the one with the lowest cultivation among his fellow disciples—himself.

At this moment, Wang Yuanzhi and the two young men had already walked up to Gu Fei.

"Hand it over!" Wang Yuanzhi looked at Gu Fei with a mocking smile, his tone unyielding and leaving no room for refusal.

"Wang Yuanzhi..." A surge of anger rushed to Gu Fei's head. Even a worm would wriggle when stepped on, let alone a person? Gu Fei's anger had surpassed his limit of tolerance.

Since retreating would not bring about a broader horizon, he would resist! When there is no more tolerance, there is no need to tolerate.

However, just as Gu Fei was about to react, Wang Yuanzhi had already made his move. His right hand casually formed a seal resembling a lotus, and at the same time, he softly uttered two words: "Seal!"

The two young men in white beside Wang Yuanzhi sneered, waiting for the show to begin.

As soon as the seal was formed, Gu Fei felt his body tighten. The space around him suddenly changed, as if it had solidified, and his entire body felt as if it were suddenly trapped, with powerful forces squeezing him from all sides.

A wave of magical power emanated from Wang Yuanzhi's right hand, drawing on the surrounding spiritual energy and instantly binding Gu Fei.

"Ah!" With a roar, Gu Fei's muscles and bones tensed, veins bulging on his forehead. His physical strength erupted, resisting the confining forces from all directions.

Gu Fei's muscles trembled, and his bones crackled as the pure physical strength within him burst forth, the bones creaking under the pressure.

The struggle between physical strength and magical power created visible ripples in the air. Seeing that Gu Fei was still struggling under his "Seal," Wang Yuanzhi's face changed, and he was inwardly surprised.

This Gu Fei, whose cultivation was only at the third level of Awakening, could actually shake the "Seal" he had cast, which surprised him. After all, Wang Yuanzhi's cultivation was two levels higher than Gu Fei's.

However, the surprise on Wang Yuanzhi's face was fleeting. The difference in cultivation between the two was too great, and Gu Fei would never be his match. Two levels of difference were insurmountable.

Although Gu Fei had shaken the "Seal," he could not break free from it.

"Hmph! A brute, this is the result of practicing a trashy cultivation method." Wang Yuanzhi and the other two young men sneered at Gu Fei's desperate struggle.

Wang Yuanzhi, feeling smug, formed the seal with his hand and gestured to one of the young men beside him. The latter immediately understood and stepped forward, reaching into Gu Fei's chest.

"Ugh!" Gu Fei roared, his anger boiling, his eyes red with bloodshot veins from the intense exertion of his physical strength.

"What's the fuss about!" The young man was not intimidated by Gu Fei's气势, and he directly retrieved the jade token from Gu Fei's chest, which had been taken from the Hualin Pavilion.

"Senior Brother Wang! Catch it!" The young man turned and threw the translucent jade token to Wang Yuanzhi.

At this moment, Wang Yuanzhi was still forming the seal, using his Dao power to maintain the "Seal" on Gu Fei. Seeing the jade token fly towards him, he naturally extended his left hand to catch it.

In doing so, his focus was divided, and the power of the Dao technique weakened. Wang Yuanzhi suddenly realized the danger and inwardly cursed.

In a flash, with a light "Peng!" sound, Gu Fei mustered all his strength, and the power within his flesh and bones erupted like a volcano, shattering Wang Yuanzhi's "Seal" and sending a punch filled with rage.

"Bang!" The punch hit the back of one of the young men who was facing away from him. The young man's smile froze on his still somewhat childish face as he was sent flying.

"You..." Wang Yuanzhi was shocked and angry. His Dao technique was broken, and his mind felt as if it had been struck by a thousand-pound hammer, his face turning deathly pale. His body swayed, and he took a step back.

"Peng!" The young man who had been hit crashed into the stone floor in front of the house, the dust on the floor rising into the air like it had been whipped.

This sudden outburst startled Wang Yuanzhi and the other young man, who looked at the red-eyed, wild-haired, and seemingly mad "waste of cultivation" in front of them.

The "waste of cultivation" they had spoken of seemed to have unleashed his power. Gu Fei's eyes emitted a terrifying light, and his fierce gaze made them feel a chill.

The fear and anger were fleeting. A cultivator two levels below him had made him feel fear, which made Wang Yuanzhi very angry.

"Boy, this is on you!" With that, Wang Yuanzhi charged at Gu Fei like a bolt of lightning.

"Die!" Gu Fei roared, his expression almost mad. He punched directly at Wang Yuanzhi, the powerful force causing the air in front of his fist to vibrate violently, producing a loud sonic boom.

The strong wind from the punch blew Wang Yuanzhi's long hair backward, and he felt the force of the wind on his face. This punch was not to be underestimated.

This was undoubtedly the strongest punch Gu Fei had ever thrown. In his rage, he had unleashed the hidden strength within his body, a power that even exceeded his current physical limits.

However, as Wang Yuanzhi instantly reached Gu Fei, he suddenly "swished!" and his figure split into two. This was a low-level Dao technique for close combat—Mystic Shadow!

In his rage, Gu Fei was startled. The next moment, his punch passed through Wang Yuanzhi's chest, hitting nothing but air. A feeling of frustration and the urge to vomit blood immediately rose in his chest, and his face turned deathly pale.

The afterimage disappeared instantly, and Gu Fei realized the danger. He tried to use the momentum of his punch to charge forward.

However, it was too late. Wang Yuanzhi's dark, dripping face appeared behind him. He smiled sinisterly, raised his right hand, and gathered Dao power in his palm, emitting a burst of explosive energy.

"Five Dings Open the Mountain!" The chilling words came from behind, making Gu Fei feel as if a massive mountain had slammed into his back. He was sent flying forward, crashing into the trunk of a tree in the courtyard with a "Bang!" and then rebounding, rolling to the ground, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The tree trunk shook, and a few withered leaves fell from the branches.

At this moment, the young man who had been hit by Gu Fei's punch had already gotten up, a trace of blood on his lips. However, when he saw Gu Fei being hit and spitting blood, his face showed panic.

The other young man also looked uneasy when he saw Gu Fei spitting blood.

Only Wang Yuanzhi walked forward with a cold smile, stepping on Gu Fei's head and looking down at him coldly. "A waste of cultivation is still a waste of cultivation. What good does it do to be fierce?"

"Senior Brother Wang, let's go!" One of the young men glanced at Gu Fei under Wang Yuanzhi's foot and urged him. Fellow disciples sparring was not forbidden, but if someone was seriously injured, it would be troublesome.

After all, Gu Fei had a master. Although his master was also a waste of cultivation among his peers, his seniority was still there, and if they were investigated, they would be in trouble.

"Don't panic!" Wang Yuanzhi said indifferently, then a divine sense seeped into the jade token he had taken from Gu Fei. The next moment, he laughed.

"Hehe, Gu Fei, I didn't expect your luck to be so good. Well, I'll help you enjoy your good luck." With that, Wang Yuanzhi lifted his foot from Gu Fei's head, reached into his chest, and took out his own jade token, throwing it on Gu Fei's body. He then put the jade token originally belonging to Gu Fei into his own chest.

Wang Yuanzhi looked down at Gu Fei, who was lying on the ground, with a contemptuous glance and then turned to leave. The harsh laughter gradually faded away, and Gu Fei, lying under the tree, almost ground his teeth in hatred.

"Wang Yuanzhi, I will repay today's humiliation tenfold, a hundredfold." Gu Fei slowly sat up, and suddenly, "Ding!" a jade token fell from his body.

"Hmm! It's Wang Yuanzhi's jade token, but now it's mine." The task described in the jade token had to be completed; it was part of the sect's evaluation. Failing to complete it would result in punishment.

Among the young disciples, only the top ten most outstanding disciples, whose cultivation was in the top ten, did not have to do the sect's chores. After all, such disciples were the focus of the sect's cultivation and the hope of the future.

Picking up the jade token and scanning it with his divine sense, Gu Fei's face immediately changed. The task was to go to the Bishui Cold Pond, a hundred miles away, and capture three Blue Phosphorus Carps.

What was originally Wang Yuanzhi's task was now his. How hateful! Gu Fei punched the ground in anger, and with a "Peng!" his fist sank into the soil.

The Bishui Cold Pond, though not a place of great danger, had water that was always as cold as ice, and ordinary people dared not approach it, let alone dive into the pond to catch fish.

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