C2 Provocation

"Yo!" The trash got angry? What? You want to hit me? Do you dare? "Haha …" The leading youth, Wang Yuanzhi, glanced at Gu Fei who was clenching his fists tightly and walked in front of Gu Fei in disdain.

His provocative and arrogant words caused all of the other disciples on the path to frown.

Wang Yuanzhi, who had awoken the Fifth Layer of my realm and was a disciple of a clan of the Qi Nation's cultivators, had spent a large amount of time to befriend someone of the same sect the moment he entered the sect. Relying on the background of his clan, he gradually became domineering among the low-level disciples of the Taixuan Sect.

The majority of the Clan Practitioners all have a weakness, which is their young being arrogant. This Wang Yuanzhi, belongs to one of the Clan Practitioners.

Gu Fei stared at Wang Yuanzhi who was in front of him, his face was filled with anger, but very quickly, his anger subsided, and his clenched fists relaxed.

He wished that he could punch this damned fellow in the face and make him bloom like a flower all over the place with blood flowing out of his nose. However, Gu Fei knew that when he fought with Wang Yuanzhi now, he had no chance of winning.

To wake up my Fifth Layer, to face off against a third sky awakening me, the result can be easily imagined. Gu Fei forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest and chose to endure.

He disdainfully glanced at Wang Yuanzhi, then turned and left, completely ignoring the ashen-faced Wang Yuanzhi.

"He … He's actually looking at me with that kind of expression. Boy, you have guts! " Wang Yuanzhi was completely enraged by Gu Fei's contemptuous glance.

"Senior brother Wang, what do you care about such a cripple?" "Let's hurry up and go to the Hua Lin Pavilion to receive today's mission!" A young man beside Wang Yuanzhi said.

For disciples who had been in the sect for less than ten years, they had to receive miscellaneous work. Only the elite disciples of the sect could train on the mountain without any distractions, and did not have to do any chores.

Taixuan Sect. Every ten years, he would open the mountain gate and accept disciples from the common world. Before any new disciples entered the sect, the disciples at the foot of the mountain would be responsible for all the chores within the Taixuan Sect.

"Good!" If there's an opportunity in the future, you will definitely teach him a lesson. If you don't have the ability, why are you still acting so arrogantly? Wang Yuanzhi looked at Gu Fei who had disappeared from the pine forest trail in front of him, and a trace of ferociousness flashed past his eyes.

This fellow was not a good person. He was a vengeful person.

Gu Fei turned around and saw a mountain rock in front of him. The scenery in front of him suddenly widened, and at the end of the road, there was an elegant pavilion hidden in the forest.

This was the Hua Lin Pavilion. The Hua Lin Pavilion was a place where one had to manage the chores within the Taixuan Sect. Of course, what it could manage were the young disciples who had just joined the sect less than ten years ago.

When Gu Fei arrived at the Hua Lin Pavilion, there were already quite a few White-Clothed Early Youth s entering and exiting from the main entrance. All of the disciples who came out were holding jade tablets in their hands.

Entering the Hua Lin Pavilion, Gu Fei raised his head and saw a young lady, whose eyes were like autumn water and whose cheeks were like white jade, walking towards him.

"Senior brother Gu!" When the beautiful young girl saw Gu Fei, she immediately smiled and greeted him. It sounded like the chirping of a bird, melodious and pleasant to the ear.

This girl was also wearing a long white robe. Her figure was slender and she looked petite. Her hair was black and her eyebrows were picturesque. She was a classical beauty.

"Junior Sister Zhao!" Gu Fei indifferently nodded towards the young lady, and then walked forward.

The two of them passed each other. Gu Fei could smell a faintly discernible, yet faintly elegant and pleasant fragrance from his body, causing him to be intoxicated from it.

The girl surnamed Zhao suddenly turned around and looked at the lonely figure behind her. Her intelligent eyes revealed a trace of sympathy. Then, she turned around and walked out of the Hua Lin Pavilion.

"Aiyo, isn't this Junior Sister Zhao …" Vaguely, Gu Fei heard Wang Yuanzhi's disgusted voice behind him.

Gu Fei swept a glance across the hall, and saw seven to eight young disciples currently taking down the palm-sized jade tablet on the jade wall in front of them. The jade token was sparkling and translucent. It faintly emitted a layer of milky white light. It was definitely not an ordinary item.

Beside the jade wall, there was a table. Behind the table, there was a middle-aged man wearing a green daoist robe. The eyes of this middle-aged man looked as if they could never be opened. One of his hands supported his cheek as he dozed off.

He did not have a crown on his head, and his long hair was scattered carelessly on the back of his head. It was rather messy, and his Taoist robe seemed to be carelessly wrapped around his body.

This middle-aged Daoist gave off the feeling that he would never wake up from his sleep. He was lazy and slovenly, and he could always find a corresponding shadow on his body.

Inside the main hall of the Hua Lin Pavilion, the decorations were simple and not extravagant, but they weren't ordinary either. One after another, white-robed youths came in and took off the jade plates on the opposite jade wall.

Those disciples who took down the jade tablets all swept the Spiritual Sense across the jade tablet, either happy or worried.

Gu Fei arrived in front of the jade wall and saw that there were still twenty to thirty jade plates on it. He seemed to be one of the early disciples. Those disciples who had entered the sect for less than ten years, were all fourth generation disciples of Taixuan Sect.

The Taixuan Sect of one of the Soaring Dragon Continent only had four generations of disciples, and that generation of Sect Master was naturally the first generation. No matter how many Sect Master s were passed down, they would always take the position of Sect Master as the first generation.

This was the hierarchy of Taixuan Sect.

"Let's see what the chores are for today!" Gu Fei still had a plain and calm expression on his face, making it difficult for others to detect any sort of expression on his face.

He stretched out his hand, and before it could touch the jade tablet, his palm seemed to have penetrated through a thin layer of film. A few ripples appeared in the air in front of the jade tablet.

This was a barrier that cut off the Spiritual Sense, preventing the young disciples from using the Spiritual Sense to check the contents of the jade tablet. This was very fair, just like drawing lots.

Each jade token had a corresponding message on it. Only after the jade token had left the jade wall and entered the hands of the disciples, would the disciples be able to find the information on the jade token.

After taking off the jade tablet, the Spiritual Sense swept through it, and a line of words appeared in Gu Fei's mind.

"Hm!" Today's mission was pretty easy! " Gu Fei was neither sad nor happy. The jade token showed that he was going fifty kilometers away to the immortal herb Valley to pick ten stalks of Hundred Year Old Spirit Pearl Grass.

"Ten years are almost up, and my sect is about to open the furnace to refine that Origin Condensation Pill again!?" Gu Fei held the jade tablet in his hand, turned and walked out of the pavilion.

Just as he walked to the door, he met Wang Yuanzhi and the two youths outside. Gu Fei did not care about Wang Yuanzhi's sharp gaze, and did not even bother to look at Wang Yuanzhi, and walked over from the side.

"This guy!" Wang Yuanzhi was enraged, but he glanced at the green-robed cultivator that was napping, and suppressed the anger that was rushing to his head.

Inside the Hua Lin Pavilion, they could not tolerate him acting so wildly. Even if Wang Yuanzhi was extremely daring, he would not dare be impudent in front of this slovenly Martial Uncle.

After exiting the Hua Lin Pavilion and passing through a small pine forest, Gu Fei turned onto another small rocky path.

This place was the residence of the fourth generation disciples of the Taixuan Sect. Of course, the female disciple's residence was not here, but on the other side of the mountain.

The houses were arranged in a crescent shape. Inside was a courtyard with a large tree in the middle. The big tree had lush branches and foliage, covering most of the yard.

Gu Fei walked into the courtyard and returned to his residence. After eating a few pieces of fruit that had been plucked from the mountains, he changed his clothes and walked out of the house.

"Ancient trash, where are you in such a hurry to go?!" A low voice sounded out when Gu Fei took his first step out of the house.

He lifted his head to look in the direction of the voice, and saw a youth with delicate features, but with a dense baleful aura between his brows, was currently leaning against a large tree in the courtyard, looking at him with ill intentions.

Beside the teenager stood the other two White-Clothed Early Youth s. But if it wasn't Wang Yuanzhi and the rest, who was it?

"Wang Yuanzhi, what do you want!" Gu Fei's expression turned cold, and said solemnly.

"Humph!" I don't want to do anything, but I want to see the jade tablet in your hands! " Wang Yuanzhi slowly said as he walked towards Gu Fei.

The three youths surrounded Gu Fei and stopped in front of his house. Their disdainful gazes and smiling faces greatly stimulated Gu Fei's nerves.

There was only one word in Gu Fei's mind — Wrath!