“Thank you, Young Master Wen. With your friendship, I must agree to treat you to a meal.”

Although he wiped it with a tissue along the way, Jiang Feng, whose face was still dark, crossed the threshold of the Martial Arts Exercise Hall.

The two middle-aged men guarding the door glanced at Jiang Feng and stopped him without thinking.

“This is the Qishi Manor Martial Arts Exercise Hall. Who are you?”

The middle-aged man standing on the left side of the door asked Jiang Feng in a very unfriendly tone.

Jiang Feng glanced at the man and suddenly reached out to grab his ear. Then, he put his mouth close to his ear and shouted, “Can’t you tell? I’m your lord Jiang Feng!”

Jiang Feng’s roar carried with it the skill of shocking thunder, and the man was directly stunned by his roar.

Jiang Feng smiled faintly and brought Goudan’er and Little Q into the Martial Arts Exercise Hall.

He glanced into the hall and saw an acquaintance.

“Old Yin!”

Jiang Feng shouted as he waved at Yin Shizhou.

Yin Shizhou had a black line and really wanted to pretend that he didn’t know Jiang Feng.

Still “Old Yin”, I’ll be “Chicken” later.

However, Jiang Feng’s thick-skinned face couldn’t help but be ignored by Yin Shizhou. He ran to Yin Shizhou in three or two steps.

“I haven’t seen you for a long time. So you’re also from the Qishi Manor.”

“Yes.” Yin Shizhou nodded and pointed at the middle-aged man who was presiding over the drawing of lots. “This is my master, Xiu Changsheng, the sect master of the Three Purities Dao Sect, and also the head of the Heavenly Division of the Qishi Manor.”

With Yin Shizhou’s introduction, Jiang Feng immediately looked towards Xiu Changsheng.

Actually, when he was young, he had seen Slender Life. After so many years, his appearance had not changed at all.

Just like back then, he had the same immortal demeanor and integrity.

“Master, this is Jiang Feng. My disciple once met him, and thanks to him for saving me, I was able to survive,” Yin Shizhou introduced Jiang Feng to him immediately after he finished introducing him to Su Changsheng.

Hearing that, Xiu Changsheng nodded and swept his gaze over Jiang Feng. He smiled and said, “Sure enough, a hero comes from a young man. I wonder what sect Jiang Feng is from. What is your master’s name? You are qualified to participate in the competition for the position of minister of the Qishi Manor at such a young age. It is enough to show that you are a master of Gao Yuan.”

Although Jiang Feng had a good relationship with Yin Shizhou, he had no good impression of the Three Purities Dao Sect. He still remembered the scene of the Three Purities Dao Sect joining forces with the so-called decent Warlocks to hunt down his two masters.

Moreover, with such an old grudge, how could Jiang Feng tell Xiu Changsheng his master?

He smiled and opened his mouth to speak nonsense.

“So it’s Senior Xiu. How disrespectful. Every time I’m with Old Yin, the person he talks about the most is you. He always talks about how wise you are and how profound your cultivation is. Talking about you …”

“Alright, alright.” Xiu Changsheng hurriedly stopped Jiang Feng from continuing, “Let’s start drawing lots first. The rest of the words will be discussed when I have time to treat my nephew to dinner.”

“Don’t worry, senior. I still have a lot to say. Old Yin also said that you are definitely the leader of a decent sect. With your elegant demeanor …”

“Alright, alright. Nephew Jiang, draw lots. Draw lots.”

Xiu Changsheng hurriedly stopped Jiang Feng from continuing.

Although he was the minister of the Heavenly Division, he could be considered the head of the Qishi Manor. However, the four branches of the Qishi Manor did not know if they included disciples, elders, or guest elders of the sect.

Jiang Feng said here that he was “the leader of the contemporary orthodox sects”. If news of this were to spread, there would probably only be disadvantages and no benefits.

Seeing that Xiu Changsheng was no longer pestering his master, Jiang Feng stopped talking about it.

Among the few people waiting to draw lots, Yan Shuangfei, Xiao Wen, Ling Wu, Lang Fanyun, and Zheng Jianfeng were already sitting in their respective seats.

He didn’t know if it was because Jiang Feng was late, but none of the five of them had an empty seat next to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng swept his gaze and went straight to the main seat to sit down.

There was a slender nameplate on the small wooden table beside the main seat. Jiang Feng directly picked it up and threw it to Yin Shizhou.

Yin Shizhou hurriedly caught it with both hands and respectfully placed the slender nameplate on the small wooden table beside his seat. Then, he stood up himself.

All of this was naturally seen by Xiu Changsheng, but he did not say anything else. Instead, he directly announced that the drawing of lots ceremony had officially begun.

There were a total of three golden lines drawn on a smooth stone slab that was as black as ink.

An old man with purple-golden hair tied to the top and dressed in a purple-golden daoist robe walked to the side of Slender Life. Slim Changsheng pointed at the white porcelain jar on the table in front of him and said, “Daoist Priest Xuanxu, please.”

Daoist Priest Xuanxu nodded his head, then stretched out his right hand and randomly nodded inside the white porcelain jar.

A name immediately appeared on the black stone slab-Yan Shuangfei.

Then, Daoist Priest Xuanxu ordered some more in the white porcelain jar. What a coincidence. The second person to come out was Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng glanced at Yan Shuangfei. Unexpectedly, Yan Shuangfei actually made a provocative gesture of cutting his neck with his hand.

Jiang Feng felt a burst of helplessness in his heart and secretly disdained, “Naive.”

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Feng raised his middle finger in return for Yan Shuangfei. He didn’t know whether he was more childish or Yan Shuangfei was more childish.

Soon, the six-man group ended.

The first round was Jiang Feng versus Yan Shuangfei, Xiao Wen versus Zheng Jianfeng, and Ling Wu versus Lang Fanyun.

After confirming the group, Slim Changsheng waved his right hand. The spectators of the entire Martial Arts Exercise Hall immediately retreated, and the servants standing at the side removed the tables and chairs.

Following that, the four old men walked out of the Martial Arts Exercise Hall and set up a barrier to prevent the elemental energy from leaking out during the battle, accidentally injuring people, or destroying buildings.

After setting up the barrier, Jiang Feng and Yan Shuangfei immediately entered the barrier as the first person to compete.

Within the barrier, Yan Shuangfei raised three fingers at Jiang Feng, “Within three moves, you will undoubtedly lose.”

Jiang Feng smiled and didn’t say anything.

Suddenly, Yan Shuangfei’s hands formed seals and a small stone tablet flew out of the cloth bag on his waist. Before Jiang Feng could react, the small stone tablet suddenly turned into a huge stone tablet and smashed towards Jiang Feng.

Seeing this scene, many people outside exclaimed, “It’s a spirit artifact!”

When many people in the Qishi Manor saw this scene, they were basically certain that Jiang Feng would lose this time.

However, the sound of “ding ding ding” rang out continuously. Before the stone stele landed on Jiang Feng’s body, he only used a finger to lightly poke it. The stone stele immediately shattered, turning into pieces of broken stones that landed on the ground before turning back into small stone tablets.

Of course, it was a broken little stone tablet.

A spirit artifact would shatter just by saying it was shattered?

Everyone outside the arena couldn’t understand what was happening. Only a small portion of them saw Jiang Feng using the Thousand Feather Moon Blade when the stone stele was pressing down on Jiang Feng. This spirit artifact was used by Yuan Tian Ji. How could the spirit artifact used by a grand Dao Pill Soul Formation expert be compared to the spirit artifact in Yan Shuang Fei’s hand?

The stone tablet shattered. Before Yan Shuangfei could react, Jiang Feng had already pounced over. His body transformed into several afterimages and flew towards Yan Shuangfei like a falling leaf in the autumn wind.

Yan Shuangfei began to spread out his thoughts, wanting to sense which was Jiang Feng’s true body and which was Jiang Feng’s afterimage.

However, at the moment he sensed it, Jiang Feng had already arrived in front of him.

Bang!

A whip leg swept across Yan Shuangfei’s waist like an iron rod. Yan Shuangfei’s entire body was swept away by Jiang Feng’s kick. He directly broke through the barrier and flew out of the range of the arena.

Pu …

After landing on the ground, Yan Shuangfei vomited blood fiercely. Yin Shizhou, who was not far from Yan Shuangfei, walked out to help him up and fed him a healing pill.

Yan Shuangfei looked at Jiang Feng and cried out in horror, “Divine Transformation Realm 2!”

Hearing Yan Shuangfei’s words, everyone in the Martial Arts Exercise Hall was in an uproar. The so-called “Divine Transformation Realm” was the second small realm of the Great Realm of Qi Condensation, that is, the realm of Dao Soul Exiting the Body.

Yan Shuangfei was an indoor disciple of his senior brother, who had just entered the Qi Refining Divine Realm a year ago.

Originally, even Xiu Changsheng thought that fighting for the position of Minister of the Profound Division at such a realm should be a certainty. After all, people at the Qi Refining Divine Realm were rare in the Warlock Realm.

He never dreamed that Jiang Feng, who was only twenty-two years old, would actually be an expert at the Soul Transformation Realm. If he wasn’t lying at his age, his cultivation speed would probably be considered one of the top geniuses in the Warlock World.

Jiang Feng easily defeated Yan Shuangfei. Before he walked out of the World Spiritist Arena, he hadn’t forgotten to raise his right index finger at Yan Shuangfei. He smiled and said, “You need three moves to defeat me, but I only need one move to defeat you.”

When Yan Shuangfei heard this, his eyes widened and he immediately spat out another mouthful of blood.

Immediately after was the battle between Ling Wu and Lang Fanyun. Their strengths were equal, so they fought back and forth in the World Spiritist Arena.

Kung fu, spell competition, magical artifacts, talismans, and all sorts of skills were displayed. In terms of admiration, it was much higher than when Jiang Feng and Yan Shuangfei fought.

In the end, Lang Fanyun was defeated by Ling Wu by a single move. The two of them cupped their fists and bowed to each other in a friendly manner before retreating.

In the end, it was Xiao Wen’s turn to fight Zheng Jianfeng.

Zheng Jianfeng was the son of the former Minister of the Profound Division, so as soon as he stepped onto the stage, many members of the Profound Division cheered for him.

Xiao Wen had never walked around the Warlock World, so naturally, no one would cheer for him.

Zheng Jianfeng would naturally explode Xiao Wen’s ten streets in terms of cheering.

Unfortunately, the competition was about strength, not cheering.

After Zheng Jianfeng entered the arena, he took out a talisman and shook it. The talisman ignited without fire and instantly turned into a fiery red longsword. It looked extraordinary.

Xiao Wen stood there calmly and looked at Zheng Jianfeng.

Zheng Jianfeng said to him with a gentlemanly tone, “Brother Xiao, aren’t you going to take out your magical artifact?”

“Can we start?” Xiao Wen did not answer.

Daoist Priest Xuanxu, who was standing outside the arena, said, “Alright.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a “bang”.

Plasma burst forth, and cries of alarm rose in all directions …

Loser, you guys are really annoying …