Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

1Along the way, Ye Feng felt that there were quite a few outer court disciples pointing and talking at him from behind.    

    

Whispers continued to sound, and although the voices were weak, they still entered Ye Feng's ears.    

    

"The one who defeated Zhong Ziqi is that brat."    

    

"Looking at his appearance, his cultivation is average, but he doesn't seem to have much fighting strength. A service disciple actually dares to attack an outer sect disciple and a trainee disciple, this … Isn't that looking for death? "    

    

"Zhong Ziqi is still leading a group of disciples to sweep the area, and the news has already spread across half of the outer courtyard.    

    

"Hmph, I think not, this guy definitely has an evil origin, but Zhong Ziqi will not let this matter rest, don't forget to protect the power behind him, in my opinion, this guy will be in trouble sooner or later, those servants will be implicated."    

    

"Who cares. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us. Hehe …"    

    

Ye Feng's expression was calm, and did not care much about the messages that entered his ears.    

    

Very quickly, he rushed back to the Factotum Tavern.    

    

On the plaza outside the door, a depressed Zhong Ziqi was wrapped in a white cloth, only his eyes were exposed.    

    

There was a group of apprentices sweeping the ground, causing the square to be covered in dust. It was a dusky scene and there were even many broken broom on the ground. It was obvious that … They had scattered all the resentment in their stomachs onto these foreign objects.    

    

Seeing Ye Feng slowly walking over, the group of people immediately restrained themselves. Only Zhong Ziqi, whose eyes were spitting fire, stared angrily at him, and the broom in his hand immediately distorted.    

    

Especially the spectating disciples who heard the news, after seeing this scene, they began to let out sounds of schadenfreude, which made his anger rise, and made him wish that he could tear Ye Feng into ten thousand pieces.    

    

"Seniors …" It's been hard on you. After one month, if there are still people who want to continue challenging and betting with me, our Floor Sweeping Sect … "Welcome."    

    

Disregarding the gazes of hatred, Ye Feng indifferently spat out one sentence and directly walked into the Factotum Tavern Hall.    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

Looking at Ye Feng's disappearing figure, Zhong Ziqi could no longer suppress his anger, the broom in his hand immediately broke into seventeen to eighteen pieces.    

    

"Ye, to humiliate me like this, within the Earthly Essence Sect, there is no one like you but you, give me … "Wait and see!"    

    

"..."    

    

"Junior Brother Ye... "I'm back."    

    

"I heard that Junior Brother Ye went to train in Taoist Rite of Scripture?"    

    

"Ugh …" The aura on his body … It seems to have improved quite a bit. "    

    

Inside the palace, there were many service disciples gathered, upon seeing Ye Feng enter, they anxiously opened up a path.    

    

Their mouths were filled with discussions, and when they sensed the aura on Ye Feng's body, they all revealed looks of shock. There were even many female Martial Cultivator s whose eyes were shining with a fiery light. Some of them were blushing, but no one knew what they were thinking about.    

    

"Seniors, what are you all doing here if not cultivating?"    

    

Walking out of the crowd in confusion, Ye Feng finally noticed the abnormality within the hall.    

    

Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei were also in the hall. Apart from them, in the center, there was actually a burly looking burly man sitting there. He was looking around anxiously.    

    

Guan Buyu!    

    

Without waiting for Ye Feng to ask, Guan Buyu suddenly stood up, and even his eyes lit up slightly.    

    

"Brother Ye, you finally came. I've been waiting here for you for three days. If you don't show your face now, I'm afraid that I'll have to barge into your inner courtyard and ask for someone."    

    

It was only then that Ye Feng remembered that he had promised Guan Buyu earlier to refine a Second Level Inscription that could support a body for him. He should be here to deliver the materials.    

    

"Heh heh, don't blame me, Big Brother. A Sect Talisman can only cultivate for three days, so you don't dare to waste it. "    

    

Towards this rough guy, Ye Feng had a good impression of him from the bottom of his heart. Guan Buyu didn't have any airs of being a strong warrior, he was straightforward with his taste.    

    

"That's true."    

    

"In the Emptiness Realm, very few people would be as generous as the Brother Ye …"    

    

Guan Buyu naturally understood how difficult Sect Talisman were, but this rough guy did not say much, and directly revealed ten sets of Inscription Material s, then awkwardly rubbed his hands.    

    

"There are ten Inscription Material s here, and also related scrolls. This will be difficult for brother, I don't have much of a price, so I will be able to provide this much in a short while."    

    

Even though Guan Buyu knew that Ye Feng's Inscription skill was extremely strong, but even so, to be able to inscribe a top grade Inscription that could bear the weight of one's fleshly body with ten sets of materials was still somewhat difficult.    

    

It had to be known that if an inscription master wanted to inscribe any kind of new inscription, they would need a great deal of practice. Those Grandmaster level inscription masters often had to go through a massive amount of practice before they could easily carve out ordinary inscription.    

    

As for a sixth-grade Inscription Saint Master, there were at least hundreds or thousands of scrolls recorded down in his head. It was all a moving treasure trove.    

    

Normally speaking, the Third Grade Inscription Master would need to practice quite a few times before they would have a chance to successfully inscribe an inscription of a higher level.    

    

"Cough cough, the ten sets of materials should be enough."    

    

Ye Feng who nodded did not choose to be courteous.    

    

For the time being, he did not have full confidence in his Inscription Arts.    

    

"It doesn't matter if I fail. I'll just keep on searching for the materials. If I succeed in advance, all of the remaining ingredients will be given to the Brother Ye."    

    

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Guan Buyu's expression revealed a tinge of excitement.    

    

"Oh yeah, there's nothing abnormal these few days right? Those guys …" Did you come looking for trouble? "    

    

After giving Guan Buyu an explanation, Ye Feng then turned to look at the two of them.    

    

"Ever since Junior Brother Ye pummeled Zhong Ziqi a few days ago, killing a chicken to set an example for a monkey, it seems to have some effect."    

    

"Originally, our Floor Sweeping Sect would be harassed and extorted every few days. Our situation these few days is pretty good. But... I wonder how long it will last? "    

    

"In addition, I've received news that there are a few outer court elders who seem to be dissatisfied with the matter of having the Apprentices and outer court disciples sweep the floor, and they feel that they have lost face for the outer court …"    

    

Yuan Ningzhen said as she frowned.    

    

"If you're willing to admit defeat, then so be it. Besides, aren't we even an outer court member? Even with the intervention of the elders, we cannot back down. Otherwise, we will just be bullied around by others. "    

    

Ye Feng, however, did not mind his words.    

    

The level within the Earthly Essence Sect was very clear. When it came to betting, it was without a doubt that they had touched some people's forbidden grounds. But since he had done it, breaking off all ties with Zhong Ziqi, he had to persist until the end.    

    

He had never been the type to submit.    

    

"True."    

    

"As long as there's no Inner Sect disciples supporting him, that's good. What I'm most afraid of is Abyss Alliance, Zhong Ziqi has come from the same clan as Young Master Yuan, and his background is deep within the Abyss Alliance. His closest backer is a guy named Bu Jingni."    

    

Wang Yuwei scratched his head, a look of fear flashing past his eyes.    

    

Upon hearing this name, even Yuan Ningzhen revealed a restless, uneasy expression …