Chapter 88 - You Call Yourself a Man?

"I see," Ling Feng wasn’t a fool, how could he not know that Wen Tingguang was intentionally seeking an opportunity to impart to him the profound Cultivation Techniques of the Cangqiong Sect?He felt a rush of gratitude in his heart and gave Wen Tingguang a profound look, nodding his head slightly.

Of course, obtaining the Cultivation Techniques of the Cangqiong Sect wasn’t going to be easy; he would at least have to win this Medicine Garden harvesting contest first.

The rules of such a contest were simple: it was naturally a competition to assess one’s ability to identify spirit flowers and herbs.

Those disciples had all been newly assigned to the Spiritual Medicine Garden and were equally unaware of the kinds of Spiritual Medicine planted in each area. Thus, although Ling Feng had joined later, it was still relatively fair, to some extent.

However, the fact that Ling Feng had managed to gain this opportunity directly without any selection process filled quite a few disciples with hostility and disdain.

He’s just someone who got in through connections! Let’s see you lose face in a bit!

Ling Feng completely ignored those looks and nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders.

In any case, it was all about proving one’s skill. If you’re not convinced, then defeat me with your own ability to identify spirit flowers and herbs!

"Alright, the Medicine Garden harvesting contest begins now. Everyone has half an hour, there’s no need to rush. Of course, don’t waste too much time on one Spirit Grass. Each person can collect five types of spirit flowers and herbs. The one with the highest combined quality will be the winner."

Considering that Ling Feng had joined at the last minute, Elder Lee repeated the rules once more.

As Elder Lee finished speaking, all the disciples dashed into the Medicine Garden like arrows. Before charging in, the disciple in the red robe threw a challenging glance at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow but didn’t care. Instead, he turned back to Wen Tingguang and said, "Senior Wen, I’ll head in now. Thank you, Senior!"

"Heh heh, the opportunity is in your hands. It’s up to you to seize it!" Wen Tingguang’s mouth curved into a smile. The lad was quite clever, seeing through his intentions at a glance.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng leaped into the Medicine Garden.

"Uncle Wen, you really do treat Young Master Ling quite well," Yue Yunlan had obviously heard what Wen Tingguang had told Ling Feng.

"Heh heh, why wouldn’t I when I find him so likable?" Wen Tingguang turned back to glare at Yue Yunlan, "You little girl, am I not good to you as well?"

"Very good, very good, Uncle Wen is the best."

Yue Yunlan pursed her lips into a smile, watching Ling Feng’s figure gradually disappear into the depths of the Medicine Garden.

The Spiritual Medicine Garden of the Cangqiong Sect occupied thousands of acres of land. It even used different Arrays to simulate the environments and temperatures of various regions, creating the most suitable conditions for the growth of the spirit flowers and herbs.

"No wonder harvesting medicine takes half an hour; this Medicine Garden is frighteningly huge!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Faced with so many spirit flowers and herbs, choosing the best indeed required a certain strategy.

After a short while, Ling Feng arrived at a patch of ground filled with the fragrance of herbs and stopped in his tracks.

He smelled a very uncommon scent, so he felt somewhat confident that he would find an exceptionally precious Spiritual Medicine here.

In the Medicine Field ahead, Ling Feng saw a thin young girl around sixteen or seventeen years old, busily weeding among the herbs.

This girl was not an official Medicine Garden Disciple but a Chores disciple, someone of very low status.

These chores disciples had low cultivation talent and their family backgrounds weren’t very noteworthy, so even though they had joined the Cangqiong Sect, they could only do menial chores.

The girl looked extremely shy, and when Ling Feng appeared, she hung her little head low, not daring to take another glance at him.

At this time, another Medicine Garden Disciple also arrived at the spot, and upon seeing Ling Feng, he couldn’t help but huff coldly.

He realized that Ling Feng was just a lowly Qi Condensation Realm martial artist and held even greater disdain in his heart.

"Worthless trash, get lost! Don’t get in my young master’s way while collecting herbs!"

The Medicine Garden Disciple knew that Ling Feng had been brought by Wen Tingguang, so he didn’t dare to lay hands on him and instead took out his frustration directly on the chores disciple weeding, kicking viciously at him.

Ling Feng frowned. This Medicine Garden Disciple seemed to be cursing the chores disciple, but in reality, he was indirectly humiliating him, making it awkward for Ling Feng.

The chores disciple was so frail, if that kick landed, even if he didn’t die, he would be half-dead.

Ling Feng wasn’t particularly compassionate, but he didn’t want to see someone else suffer due to him, and he certainly wasn’t going to stand by and watch someone die!

With a flash of his figure, Ling Feng executed the Carefree Sword Step and moved directly in front of the Medicine Garden Disciple, raising his leg to block the kick, pushing the aggressor back several steps.

"If you’ve got an issue, take it up with me!" Ling Feng stared at the disciple, a cold glint flittering across his eyes, "Only cowards get pleasure from bullying the weak! And you, you are nothing but a downright coward!"

"What did you say?" Wu Pingzhi’s forehead veins popped as he pointed at Ling Feng’s nose and cursed, "Boy, who do you think you are? If it weren’t for your connection to Elder Wen, do you believe I could beat you until you’re looking for your teeth all over the ground?"

"Elder Wen?" Ling Feng let out a cold smile, "Then rest assured, I have no relationship with Senior Wen, you don’t need to hold back on my account. If you want to fight right here, I’ll match you to the end!"

"You!" Wu Pingzhi clenched his fist, bared his teeth, and said, "A mere Qi Condensation Realm piece of trash, daring to stand up for a chores disciple? Trash protecting trash? Hahaha, how amusing!"

Ling Feng stood with his arms behind his back, unruffled, and said lightly, "Is that so? I fear you’re not even as good as trash." Google seaʀᴄh NoᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt

This Medicine Garden Disciple was indeed a martial artist of the Magnetic Condensation Realm, but was the Magnetic Condensation Realm all that strong?

Ling Feng had already killed more than one from the Magnetic Condensation Realm!

"Ridiculous!" Wu Pingzhi’s gaze turned frosty – he was at the Second Layer of the Magnetic Condensation Realm, and what was this guy? How dare he say he was no better than trash?

"You piece of trash, today I’ll teach you a lesson, and afterwards, you can go running to Elder Wen crying and pleading. Remember my name is Wu Pingzhi, go ahead and tattle if you dare!"

Wu Pingzhi was indeed cunning, knowing to use such provocative tactics to make Ling Feng keep silent about being attacked–out of pride.

"Hopefully, certain individuals will not end up crying and running to their elders!"

Ling Feng met Wu Pingzhi’s gaze head-on, without a hint of retreat in his stance.

"Don’t fight, please don’t fight!" Although the chores disciple was trembling with fear, she still threw herself at Wu Pingzhi, clutching his leg and pleading, "Brother disciple, please stop fighting, I’m begging you two to stop!"

She was grateful to Ling Feng for standing up for her, but she didn’t want to see him get hurt because of her.

"Who’s your brother disciple, you’re nothing but a lowly chores worker!" Wu Pingzhi’s face twisted violently, looking ferocious and terrifying as he kicked the chores disciple away harshly and, with a cold gaze fixed on Ling Feng, sneered, "You’re next!"

"To strike at a defenseless woman, do you even qualify as a man?" Ling Feng clenched his fist, a manifest killing intent rising in his chest.

Such scum deserved to die!