Chapter 532 - Hidden Daggers in Smiles
"Yue'er, how is your practice of the Drinking Devil Blade Technique going, are you sure of being promoted to the inner sect in this outer sect competition?" Yue Ling could not help but smile happily when she saw her sister come to her side.
Her face faintly stiffened, Yue'er stumbled for a moment, but still showed a rare smile of relief and nodded, "Don't worry sister, it's no problem."
On the other hand, Kui Wolf also patted his son's shoulder and laughed out loud, "Kong'er, this time, you must be promoted successfully in the outer sect competition, otherwise, you will have failed to live up to the cultivation that old dad has given you!"
"Don't worry, father, my son will not let you down!" With a flash of light in his eyes, the young man's face showed a look of determination and he nodded his head firmly.
Seeing this, Kui Wolf was also full of smiles, and looked at each other with Yue Ling, both of them smiling with joy.
"Yue Ling, who do you think will win if my son and your sister face each other on stage?" With a raised eyebrow, Qui Wolf looked to Yue Ling and teased.
With her head held high in confidence, Yue Ling blurted out without thinking, "Of course, it would be my sister, Yue'er!"
"No, it must be my son. Although Yue'er is not weak, my son is stronger!" Slowly shaking his head, Kui Wolf smiled spontaneously and spoke out boldly.
Yue Ling's eye pupils glared and she glared angrily, "It must be my sister!"
"No, my son!"
"My sister!"
In a moment, the two of them unknowingly argued, and even got red in the face. When Yue'er and the young man saw this, they both shrugged their shoulders helplessly and shook their heads with bitter smiles.
What are you two arguing about now that the Grand Competition has not yet started, and it's not like you're the ones going on!
At that moment, Zhuo Fan, like a ghost, fluttered in front of them and, in the midst of their heated argument, interjected: "Well, I think it's more likely that they'll both lose. No one is any better than anyone else, so you don't have to argue anymore, and everyone will be happy, right?"
Ugh!
Suddenly, both of them stopped arguing at the same time and looked angrily at Zhuo Fan, cursing in unison, "Go away!"
Without feeling his neck shrink, Zhuo Fan brushed his mouth in disdain and took a few steps back resentfully.
Kui Wolf looked at Zhuo Fan fiercely and said angrily, "Zhuo, your mouth is too damaging, my son is going to compete in the outer sect competition soon, and you can't say anything nice, you want to curse him to lose, right?"
"That's right, if anything happens to Yue'er this time, I won't let you off no matter how deep your background is!" Yue Ling also looked at Zhuo Fan with a fierce look in her eyes, like a tigress, gnashing her teeth.
Shrugging indifferently, Zhuo Fan said indifferently, "It's none of my business, didn't you guys start it? In a two-man martial arts competition, there is either one loser, one winner, one loser, or two losers, can they still win both?"
Uh ...
They looked at each other, both of them gritted their teeth, grunted angrily and waved their sleeves, unable to say a word.
"Zhuo Fan, you're the only one left with a good mouth!" In the end, Kui Wolf sighed helplessly and shook his head, a sense of powerlessness suddenly arising in his heart.
If this second worldly ancestor of Zhuo Fan didn't leave, he would be pissed off by this kid.
Yue'er looked at him, also beaming, her face flushed with a hint of anger. Every time he met her, it was fine for him to make her angry, but how could he make her sister look like this?
The young man, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded when he saw such a strange scene.
His father, Kui Wolf, used to be one of the best among the inner disciples.
Even if he had been punished and sent to the servant room, he was still the king.
But who was this young man in front of him? His cultivation level was similar to the two of them, both being Heavenly Xuan realm practitioners. But how could he dare to speak out in front of his father, and his father could not do anything about him?
Given his father's temper, this was really strange.
When he looked at the rest of the handyman disciples, who were cowering and standing in a regular line, the sight of Zhuo Fan, who was jumping around, gagging and occasionally teasing the two big men, was a stark contrast, but it made his heart even more astonished.
"Uh ... father, this is ..." pointing in Zhuo Fan's direction, the teenager said with a puzzled expression.
Kui Wolf was sulking and didn't have time to pay attention to it, but when Zhuo Fan saw it, he was already laughing and came to the youth, puffing out his chest and said, "Hehehe ... I am now your father's senior brother, Zhuo Fan. You are his son, let's call me Senior Uncle Zhuo!"
"Oh, Master Uncle Zhuo, my junior Kui Gang, see ...," the young man was stunned and was instantly bluffed, rushing to pay his respects.
But when Kui Wolf saw this, he hurriedly came to him and held him back with a raised hand, cursing, "Kong'er, how can you be so naive and so easily deceived? This kid is simply a second generation, he has nothing to do with me, so why do you worship him?"
Then, Kui Wolf looked angrily at Zhuo Fan's direction and shouted out, "Bastard, if you are disrespectful to me and make fun of me, I will put up with it. But don't be so bullying as to bully my son!"
"So what? It's your good fortune that I call you my brother. Maybe later your son will cry out to call me his uncle, and it's not clear whether I'll recognise him or not!" Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Zhuo Fan snorted out a laugh with a look of indebtedness, making Kui Wolf's face red with anger and gnashing of teeth, but there was nothing he could do.
Kui Gang was on the sidelines, but he had already looked dumbfounded. If the young man in front of him was not one of his father's peers, why was he able to put up with his father's repeated jokes?
Only the disciples in the miscellaneous service room, who knew what was going on, could not help but laugh heartily, while secretly giving Zhuo Fan a thumbs up.
Even though Zhuo Fan was a mysterious second generation who didn't know what his background was, he didn't bully anyone in the handyman room, and he was looking for bad luck with the two big brothers, so he really gave them, the handyman disciples who had been oppressed for years, a bite of bad breath!
As if he could see what his son was thinking, Kui Wolf pulled Kui Gang over and pointed at Zhuo Fan with a solemn face, saying seriously, "Kong'er, watch out for me, this kid is just a second-rate ancestor who got into the sect by virtue of his ancestral halo. Even if he becomes an elder deacon, he will not have much success. Don't hang around with him and delay your future. In the future, your achievements will definitely be higher than his!"
Yue Ling also pulled Yue'er over, pointing at Zhuo Fan and admonishing him, with a look of contempt on her face.
Suddenly, Zhuo Fan had become a negative example for these two bigwigs to teach the next generation a lesson.
However, Zhuo Fan did not mind at all, sneered and said disdainfully: "So what if I am a second generation, you are still the same, using a little authority to buy practice materials for them both? The selfishness of ... people is endless. With power, it is natural to seek personal gain, otherwise what do you need power for? You now despise me as a second world ancestor, but in your own mind, why would you not want to become a second world ancestor like me and be a powerhouse everywhere you go? We are all devil practitioners, so why are you pretending to be noble?
Although Zhuo Fan's bawling voice was soft, it was unusually harsh and reached the
The two of them were at a loss for words, not knowing how to argue.
After hearing this, Kui Gang and Yue Er looked at each other and both nodded slightly. Although Zhuo Fan's words were arrogant and domineering, they were so reasonable that they had to be convinced.
The person who people cursed the most was not the one they most wanted in their hearts.
It's just that people don't want to admit it. jealousy ...
"The fact that both Yue'er and Gang'er have good qualifications and are hardworking deserves their promotion to the inner sect. Unlike you, who waits for death all day long and doesn't even think about advancement, you don't even practice martial arts and only rely on your high cultivation level to survive in the Cultivation Field. If you go on like this, I'm afraid you'll die in the Cultivation Field before the man behind you can get you out of the handyman's room!"
Kui Wolf took a deep breath and pondered for a long time before cursing out again, trying to save face. When Zhuo Fan heard this, he brushed aside his mouth in disdain and snorted, "Superficial generation, martial skills are nothing more than an external object, not the main purpose of cultivation. Although I do not cultivate martial arts, I cultivate the heart. The heart is the tolerance of the Great Dao, and when the heart is at its peak, it will open up the enlightenment and enhance the cultivation, martial arts and gong methods. This is the essence of cultivation. You are concentrating on courageous martial arts, but you are putting the root before the end, which is truly ridiculous!"
Staring deeply at Zhuo Fan, Qui Wolf thought for a while, his eyes darted around, but finally he shouted, "Zhuo Fan, what are you ... talking about, I don't understand!"
When!
All of a sudden, everyone's head roared and a black line fell, helplessly holding up their foreheads, looking at Kui Wolf's embarrassed face, they also couldn't stop shaking their heads.
Kui Gang, in particular, turned red with shame, his own old man was really bad at arguing with people, wasn't he, and actually couldn't even understand their words. But that was normal, he didn't listen to people much in the past either, he relied on his fists for everything.
It's just that this time, his fists don't work ...
Elder Yuan also shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed long and hard. The disciples of this sect have always competed for strength and fierceness, valuing martial arts over the Dao, and it is really a sigh of relief that a divine Illumination expert like Kui Wolf has not even touched the edge of the Dao.
If this goes on, even after another ten million years, the Demon Strategy Sect will still be unable to escape the fate of the next three sects.
On the contrary, this Zhuo Fan is clearly from a secular background, but his understanding of mind cultivation and dao refinement is unfathomable and appalling! If this son could take the lead in reversing the sect's tendency to favour martial arts over the Dao, it would be a great achievement for the future of the sect!
With a gleam in his eyes, Elder Yuan secretly pondered ...
"The disciples of the miscellaneous service room are not working, what are they doing together?" Suddenly, at this very moment, a delicate flirtatious laugh sounded out abruptly.
The crowd was startled and looked towards where the voice was coming from, but they saw a graceful figure twisting her small waist and walking towards them. The animals, who were used to being surrounded by males in the servant room, could not help but gag at the sight of such a beautiful creature.
But after just one look, they hurriedly lowered their heads and dared not look any further. For although this was a beautiful creature, it was also a fierce beast.
She was none other than the **Mother** that Zhuo Fan had met when he first came to the sect, Senior Sister Hu Mei'er!
This person seemed to treat people warmly, but in fact, she was hiding a knife in her smile.
The last time this woman appeared, he had been attacked and killed, and this time, nothing good must have happened. Only this time, her target was no longer herself, but ...
Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan followed her foxy gaze, but where he looked, it was the Moon Spirit sisters ...
(End of this chapter)