C10 Senior Brother Sorry

Overall, Wang Feng was quite pleased with summoning Yao Yue. As his Immortal Sect continued to expand, effective management became crucial, and Yao Yue's proven capability in overseeing the vast Flower Blossom Palace left no room for doubt.

Despite her icy demeanor and lofty status, Wang Feng was confident in his ability to keep Yao Yue in check, thanks to the system's constraints.

"Display Yao Yue's Attribute Interface," Wang Feng commanded decisively.

"Ding! Yao Yue's Attribute Interface is as follows:

Name: Yao Yue

Title: The World's Foremost Beauty, Palace Master of the Flower Blossom Palace

Cultivation: Early Profound Emperor Stage

Profound Skills: Clear Jade Technique, Flower Transfer and Jade Reception (Peak Emperor Rank)

Profound Artifact: Green Blood Illuminating Danqing (Peak Emperor Rank)"

Wang Feng was visibly shaken as he reviewed Yao Yue's attributes. She was truly deserving of her reputation as the top female expert of her time, possessing formidable power. What was even more critical to Wang Feng was his awareness that the combat prowess of individuals summoned by the system couldn't be solely assessed by their cultivation level. Just like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, whose strength greatly surpassed their cultivation, Yao Yue was likely in the same league.

At that moment, the void within the hall vibrated intensely, and a figure clad in white gracefully descended from the void. Her garment billowed as if riding the wind, her white attire purer than snow, her long hair cascading like clouds, her elegance reminiscent of a celestial being.

Upon seeing her visage, Wang Feng was struck with awe, finding himself at a loss for words to capture the enchanting beauty of Yao Yue, who seemed to exude a captivating aura innate to her very presence.

"Yao Yue pays respects to the Master," her melodious voice echoed through the hall.

As the stunning figure bowed before him, a surge of pride swelled within Wang Feng.

"No need for formalities. From now on, you shall attend to me," Wang Feng said, nodding at Yao Yue.

While Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were devoted to their swords, with every draw bound to draw blood, they were not suited to be his constant companions. Great Devil Xuan Sha was a more appropriate choice, yet Wang Feng was not comfortable with only him by his side. His own stature was not yet robust enough to endure a single blow from the Great Devil Xuan Sha.

"Yes, Master!" Yao Yue responded with a respectful tone, her face as impassive as ever, betraying no hint of emotion.

Wang Feng couldn't help but reflect upon hearing Yao Yue's voice. It was a blend of cold detachment and delicate beauty. Were it not for her icy demeanor and ruthless nature, her striking looks and enchanting voice alone could captivate men worldwide. But then, she wouldn't truly be Yao Yue.

"Dismiss yourself for now. When it's time for me to depart, you shall accompany me," Wang Feng instructed. Despite Yao Yue's allure, her frigid presence sent a chill through him.

"Understood."

With a respectful bow, Yao Yue's figure shifted, vanishing as if she were never there.

As Yao Yue departed, Wang Feng settled his mind, turning his attention to examining his cultivation level and familiarizing himself with the power coursing through him.

......

Elsewhere, after leaving the Immortal Sect's main hall, Yao Yue casually took up residence in a nearby pavilion. Just then, Great Devil Xuan Sha emerged from an adjacent pavilion.

"How odd. Isn't the Immortal Sect supposed to be an ancient Detached Great Sect? Why are there so few masters? Where are the rest?" he pondered, a hint of confusion crossing his features.

Wang Feng had given them the freedom to choose their pavilions, and Great Devil Xuan Sha had taken full advantage, selecting one after the other. Though it appeared he was merely picking accommodations, he was, in fact, probing the depths of the Immortal Sect. To his surprise, he found the pavilions deserted, the halls eerily silent.

For an ancient Detached Great Sect like the Immortal Sect to have so few members was inconceivable. It was either a mere facade, with only a handful of actual members, or perhaps the sect's remaining powerhouses were still in slumber, not yet fully roused.

Great Devil Xuan Sha was somewhat familiar with the ways of a Detached Great Sect. Typically, such sects would retreat from the world, their experts entering deep hibernation to conserve their lifespans, awaiting the dawn of a new golden age to awaken.

Those who appeared secluded yet remained active on the continent did not qualify as a true Detached Great Sect.

Great Devil Xuan Sha regarded the Immortal Sect as a genuine Detached Great Sect, which is why he favored it. The Immortal Sect evoked an extraordinary sensation within him, a feeling he couldn't ignore.

Lost in thought, he made his way toward Yao Yue's pavilion, his head bowed in contemplation. He approached the pavilion, assuming it to be empty like the others before it, and without a second thought, he reached out to push the door open and enter.

Boom!

The moment Great Devil Xuan Sha's hand grazed the pavilion door, a fearsome aura burst forth, flinging the door wide open. A glowing palm print then hurtled toward him, striking him squarely as he watched in horror.

Bang!

Taken by surprise, Great Devil Xuan Sha was blasted backward by the force of the palm print, crashing to the ground at a distance. The floor shattered beneath him, sending tremors through the earth.

"Dare to intrude again, and death will be your fate!"

A merciless, ethereal voice floated from the pavilion, reverberating in Great Devil Xuan Sha's ears before the door shut on its own, restoring tranquility to the pavilion as if nothing had ever happened.

"Pfft! Another Profound Emperor Stage Expert?"

Blood spurted from Great Devil Xuan Sha's mouth, his complexion deathly pale. Ignoring his wounds, he stared at the pavilion in utter astonishment, his mind reeling with the realization that his suspicions had vanished in an instant.

It appeared his assumptions were correct; the mighty experts of the Immortal Sect were indeed in slumber, not yet fully awakened. This one must have been roused by his disturbance.

With this thought, Great Devil Xuan Sha broke into a cold sweat, realizing that his previous actions of probing the pavilions were tantamount to flirting with death.

In that moment, a profound sense of awe for the Immortal Sect took hold of him. With Profound Emperor Stage Experts emerging at every turn, he knew it was best to remain within the sect and not stir any more trouble. Otherwise, should he provoke even mightier beings, he might meet his end without ever understanding how.

In a remarkably short time, the Immortal Sect had seen the rise of two Profound Emperor Stage Experts. Great Devil Xuan Sha, despite his belief in the existence of even mightier Profound Sovereign Stage Experts within the sect, couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the situation.

Surveying his severely wounded body, a grimace of bitterness crept across his face. A sword wound marred his left chest while a palm imprint stood out on his right. The once formidable Great Devil Xuan Sha had been humiliated, pinned to the ground, and pummeled upon his arrival. The frustration was unbearable.

Compelled by his circumstances, he refrained from fighting back, instead retreating to a secluded corner to quietly tend to his injuries.

With a heavy heart, Great Devil Xuan Sha abandoned any further exploration of the buildings. He settled for an unoccupied one and made it his refuge.

......

The following day, within the Immortal Sect's main hall, Wang Feng called upon Ling Feiwu, his voice laced with significance. "Feiwu, having just advanced to the Profound General Stage, your powers must still be stabilizing, correct?"

"Yes, Master! Master has already laid out a comprehensive plan for me to fortify my cultivation," Ling Feiwu responded, her eyes filled with reverence as she gazed at Wang Feng.

"Good. But the reason I've summoned you is to entrust you with a special task," Wang Feng affirmed, inwardly marveling at Ye Gucheng's intentions. The typically distant and reserved Ye Gucheng was showing an unexpected level of dedication to Ling Feiwu.

"Master, I am at your command. Feiwu will face any challenge, even at the cost of my life!" Ling Feiwu declared, her face alight with earnest resolve.

"There's no need for such extremes. I'd like you to assist your Senior Brother Lee Qing with his training," Wang Feng clarified, gesturing dismissively.

"Um... Master, with my current status as a Profound General, how can I possibly instruct Senior Brother Lee Qing?" Ling Feiwu asked, her confusion evident.

"I expect you to spar with Lee Qing regularly. Ideally, push him to his limits—beat him within an inch of his life, if necessary. Just make sure he survives the ordeal!" Wang Feng instructed with a decisive tone.

"So that's how it is... What?"

Initially, Ling Feiwu was inclined to agree with Wang Feng, but as she listened, a sense of unease grew within her, her body quivering. Was the Master always this harsh with his disciples?

Could the Master have a penchant for cruelty?

Noticing Ling Feiwu's trembling form and her ashen face, Wang Feng realized she had misunderstood and quickly clarified, "Your Senior Brother Lee Qing may be a mortal, but he possesses an extraordinary physique that simply hasn't been awakened yet. Once it is, he will astonish the world!"

"To awaken Senior Brother Lee Qing's physique, it requires external force to stimulate it!"

With Wang Feng's explanation, Ling Feiwu's confusion cleared, though she remained skeptical. What kind of physique required such harsh methods to awaken?

"If you're doubtful, you're welcome to test it. As long as you don't kill your Senior Brother Lee Qing, no matter how grave the injuries, he will soon be bouncing back to health!"

"Yes, Master. I shall assist Senior Brother Lee Qing right away!" Convinced by Wang Feng's assurance, Ling Feiwu wasted no more time. She offered a respectful bow and left the hall to find Lee Qing.

Despite her trust in Wang Feng, the situation was bizarre, and Ling Feiwu resolved to see for herself. If things were as the Master described, she, as his junior sister, would spare no effort to aid Senior Brother Lee Qing in awakening his physique.

As Ling Feiwu departed, Wang Feng's gaze held a deep intensity. He murmured, "Lee Qing, I hope you can withstand this. Once you activate the Profound Spirit Turtle Immortal Body, you'll be worthy of the title of Senior Brother of the Immortal Sect."

......

"Junior Sister Feiwu, to what do I owe this visit?" Lee Qing, puzzled, greeted Ling Feiwu as she appeared before him in the pavilion.

"Senior Brother, please forgive my intrusion."

Ling Feiwu offered no explanation, instead bowing with a fist in palm and speaking gently. Then, with a surge of Profound Qi, she extended her delicate hands and delivered a powerful strike towards Lee Qing.