His eyes profound, he sat beside the tea table, taking the clear tea handed over by Cao Tong, nodding lightly.
"You have now reached Entering Strength, our Sect should indeed add another True Disciple."
"The Sect Leader is also aware of this matter and asked to tell you that you can go up the mountain tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Cao Tong smiled broadly, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted at this mont.
Beside him, Zhao Tingxiao seed uninterested in these matters, quickly turning his head to look towards the doorway.
"Little Master Uncle."
Chen Feng called out softly as he walked in.
"Mm."
Li Chenye nodded lightly, his gaze shifting.
Seeming to have sensed sothing, his eyes paused.
"Senior Brother."
Zhao Tingxiao called out from the side.
Although still sowhat reluctant, after witnessing the death of Blood Poison Hand Feng Li, those petty grievances had already quietly dissipated for the most part.
Afterward, with a flurry of movents,
He could be seen walking over to the tea table, picking up a gray backpack, and retrieving a green jade porcelain bottle from it.
"This is from Master, saying that your Strengthening Muscle and Bone Pills are probably running out."
"As for the Fla Origin Pill, Master said that it’s not good to consu too much of that stuff, one bottle is enough."
Chen Feng was sowhat surprised; he had originally planned to go back to the Mountain Gate himself to fetch them.
"Thank you, Junior Brother."
Nodding in thanks, he imdiately asked them why they had co down the mountain.
"I’ve ntioned before that I wanted to leave the mountain to gain experience and seek a breakthrough."
"Coincidentally, Little Master Uncle also planned to stroll down the mountain, so we ca together."
Zhao Tingxiao didn’t hide anything; Li Chenye, however, had already withdrawn his gaze, returning to a calm deanor.
"Senior Brother ntioned you might have encountered the spying of the Divine Martial Alliance."
"I had no specific plans this ti down the mountain, just right to check out their thods."
Chen Feng understood, guessing this might have been arranged by Master.
Little Master Uncle is of True Intent Level, comparable to so school leaders.
With him traveling down the mountain, there should be no worries concerning the matters of the Divine Martial Alliance.
"Also, Chen, Senior Brother asked to tell you,"
"The Southern Martial Arts Tournant is approaching; at that ti, he will take both you and Ting Xiao there."
Getting up from the tea table, he patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, looking earnestly into his eyes: "Prepare well."
As his words fell, he gave a couple more instructions.
Li Chenye asked Zhao Tingxiao to get ready to leave, who hurriedly slung his backpack over his shoulder, quickly following him.
"Little Master Uncle, do you think I have a chance to surpass my Senior Brother after this experience down the mountain?"
"..."
"Little Master Uncle?"
"...Keep it up..."
...
Intermittent conversations ca through; Chen Feng retracted his gaze and Perception.
Southern Martial Arts Tournant...
"Brother Cao, do you know much about it?" he asked, tilting his head.
"I have never been there, but I’ve heard Senior Brother Zhao and others ntion it once."
Cao Tong replied truthfully: "The last tournant was held in Yue City of Ze Province, at that ti I had just started Bone Training."
"I heard from Senior Brother Zhao, there were quite a lot of participating schools, a total of a hundred or so; Giant Elephant Sect who visited us yesterday was one of them and was also the host of the last tournant, securing the fifth place."
"We fared a little worse, only achieving the sixteenth."
Chen Feng listened quietly; Cao Tong continued with a grin: "Although Bone Training and Internal Training can also participate, each ti the Sect Leader only takes True Disciples there, so none of us Core Disciples have ever gone."
"But it also doesn’t affect much, seems like Entering Strength and True Intent are the main events, the contests amongst disciples below this level don’t seem to greatly impact the rankings..."
In the course of their conversation, combining with the version previously heard from Heart Monkey Liu Fangming, Chen Feng gained a more detailed understanding.
After another round of talks, the ti in the afternoon quietly passed.
Until a quarter past four, his cellphone buzzed with a vibration.
Opening it, he saw Lin Hao had sent a suburban address location.
With a flash in his eyes, Chen Feng didn’t delve into the matters of the Martial Arts Tournant anymore.
Returning to the Quiet Room to pack for a mont, he specifically changed into a new set of loose clothing.
Taking steps, he imdiately left the Martial Arts Hall, hailed a rideshare, and went directly to the suburbs.
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