King of Gods
chapter-112

After this breakthrough, Zhao Feng was confident that he could take care of any problems among the outer disciples. Star Finger was a peak class skill in the mortal world and he had trained it to the 7th level, which meant that even those of the 9th ranks wouldn’t be his opponent.

Partial Wind Stance was the single-target offensive skill in the Four Wind Stances, and it would be a half-Holy martial art even when used alone. When merged with Star Finger, its power was so great that it almost reached the Middle Class Mortal rank.

One had to know that Zhao Feng’s Silver Wall Technique was at the Low Class Mortal rank and according to what he knew, there were only a few disciples who had trained Low Class Mortal skills to the high level.

Only inner disciples could train Middle Class Mortal skills, and if one didn’t reach the Ascended Realm, they wouldn’t be able to learn a Middle Class Mortal skill even if they had one.

“The last move of the 4 Wind Stances, ‘Burning Wind Stance’, is the most complex of all. If I’m able to understand 60-70% of it, I might even have the chance to challenge those of the Ascended Realm.”

He yawned as he walked out his room to find Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan. Ever since Zhao Feng had beaten Chen Feng, the three didn’t get disturbed in any way. But at this moment, Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan were all slightly worried.

“The Clans task allocation to the disciples is tomorrow,” Yang Qingshan said.

The three knew that there were good and bad tasks.

“We’re only outer disciples. If we can’t even solve these miniature problems, how will we fight Bei Moi? There’s also Hai Yun Master Elder.”

Zhao Feng didn’t fear anything at all, his goal right now was to become an inner disciple because the true geniuses were all inner disciples.

“That’s right, if we can’t even solve stuff like this, we won’t even have the right to pick up Bei Moi’s shoes.”

Nan Gongfan and Yang Qingshan nodded their heads as confidence and battle intent returned to them.

Just as the three were speaking, the area where the outer disciples lived suddenly turned quiet.

“He’s here!”

Low whispers of fear and wariness were heard.

Who was here? Zhao Feng and the other two realized that something was wrong.

“Doesn’t Hou Yuan, the 4th rank of the outer disciples, have his own courtyard? What’s he doing here?”

A few of the older outer disciples were wary and respectful.

At this time, three people walked in from the entrance to where they lived. The middle person was a bare-chested figure full of muscle and although he didn’t release his aura on purpose, it still shocked the others.

With every step that towering figure took, the ground would tremble and the hearts of the nearby outer disciples would shake.

He was ranked fourth among the outer disciples, Hou Yuan.

“What strength! He can demolish normal 9th ranks with just his body alone.”

Zhao Feng’s left eye caught the bone and muscle structure in Hou Yan’s body, and he couldn’t help but be shocked.

In terms of body strength, Hou Yuan was even stronger than him. Zhao Feng was certain he had trained in a Technique that was not any weaker than the Silver Wall Technique.

What was more terrifying was that this person's cultivation had also reached the half-Ascended Realm. Apparently, the top 20 outer disciples had all reached the half-Ascended Realm, which meant that they were on the same level as First Guard.

Half-Ascended Realm and strong physical strength. It was hard to imagine how terrifying this person was.

Tah! Tah!

As Hou Yuan drew closer, the people close to him would feel their heads tingle.

“What power! There’s no one apart from Master that can give me such pressure.”

Yang Qingshan took a deep breath and he glanced at Nan Gongfan in shock. They were certain that Hou Yuan was even stronger than First Guard, and much more powerful than a normal half -Ascended Realm.

Hmm?

Zhao Feng scanned the two next to Hou Yuan and realized that one of them was Chen Feng, who had been beaten by him. On Hou Yuan’s right side was a short-haired youth whose cultivation had also reached the half-Ascended Realm.

“Why is Ji Fengyun, ranked thirteenth among the outer disciples, also here? Don’t all the top twenty outer disciples have their own courtyards since they’re ‘substitute inner disciples’?”

The gazes of the crowd moved onto the short-haired youth.

The three were led by Hou Yuan, fourth of the outer disciples. Apart from him there was also Ji Fengyuan, ranked thirteenth. The weakest was Chen Feng, ranked twenty-eighth, who had reached the peak 9th rank of the Consolidated Realm.

Chen Feng laughed coldly as he looked in Zhao Feng’s direction, then he whispered something to Ji Fengyun and Hou Yuan.

Hou Yuan and Ji Fengyun then turned their sights to Zhao Feng, Nan Gongfan, and Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan only felt their bodies stiffen and their breaths grow short.

That unseeable pressure made them puff for air, only Zhao Feng’s expression was normal.

“Chen Feng, you’re so useless. You can’t even defeat these three little brats.” Ji Fengyun shook his head. Chen Feng merely smiled and was extremely respectful towards these two.

In the Broken Moon Clan, the top twenty outer disciples were seen as ‘substitutes for inner disciples’, and the treatment they received far surpassed normal outer disciples.

He knew clearly how terrifying the two in front of him were. Just Ji Fengyun alone was able to defeat him in two moves.

“Now’s not the time, the others will say that we’re bullying these new disciples. Wait until the tasks are handed out, then do whatever you want.”

Hou Yuan was too lazy to even bother looking at Zhao Feng and co., it was Ji Fengyun who looked over the three with interest.

The three youths hadn’t even reached the 9th rank, but one of them was able to beat Chen Feng who was at the peak 9th rank, which slightly surprised him.

Hou Yuan and the two slowly walked to the circle where the new disciples lived, then left.

Hu~

The nearby disciples all let out a long breath. They were all wary of the ‘substitute inner disciples’, especially Hou Yuan because there was a rumor saying that he had challenged an inner disciple of the Ascended Realm.

The rest of the day passed smoothly.

On the second morning...

“All the new disciples come out.” A Vice-Deacon rounded up all the people with a stern face.

Allocating the tasks!

The new disciples all walked quickly out of their rooms.

Soon, the twenty-one disciples gathered with Xiao Sun, Yun Mengxiang, and Liu Yue’er at the front. Zhao Feng realized that Xiao Sun’s cultivation had reached peak 9th rank, while Liu Yue’er and Yun Mengxiang had both reached peak 8th rank as well.

“How is their cultivation progressing so fast?” Zhao Feng was surprised.

Liu Yue’er’s improvement could be understood since she had high talent. But Yun Meng Xiang and Xiao Sun were both only at the Middle Tier Spiritual Body, not that much better than Yang Qingshan.

Zhao Feng opened his left eye and saw traces of resources residing inside Yun Mengxiang and Xiao Sun’s bodies.

He immediately understood that the identities of the two weren’t normal; one was a Princess while the other was from a large family, and both had connections with the Clan.

“Hmph.” Liu Yue’er turned around and just happened to exchange glances with Zhao Feng. A mocking look on her face appeared. Liu Yue’er was already irritated at Zhao Feng’s attitude before the test, but his ‘pretending to be mysterious’ had shocked her and her grandfather. Only later did she know that they had been tricked by Zhao Feng, a measly Low Tier Spiritual Body was only average in the clans. It couldn’t even be compared with hers.

Facing Liu Yue’er’s gaze, Zhao Feng shamelessly blinked his eyes and put on an ‘innocent’ expression.

“This bastard’s talent is so normal, yet he dares to not put anything in his eyes.” Liu Yue’er was so angry that she stomped her foot as her face turned slightly red. She thought of Zhao Feng as a frog at the bottom of the well, and every time she saw Zhao Feng, she had the urge to hit him.

“Next, I’ll be announcing your tasks.” The Vice-Deacon surveyed the area coldly and instantly, all the sounds disappeared.

Although the Vice-Deacon’s strength and power wasn’t as high as a Deacon’s, it still surpassed most inner disciples.

Hmm?

Zhao Feng’s left eye suddenly turned to a wooden roof a few miles away. On the roof sat three people; Hou Yuan, Ji Fengyun, and another man wearing a black-striped shirt, Quan Chen.

“Hehehe, Vice Deacon Wang has a bit of a relationship with my Master. I only needed to say something and he will make those people not get any good tasks.” Quan Chen was like a spectator watching a show.

At this moment, the Vice Deacon announced all the tasks.

Princess Yun Mengxiang was sent to the Grass-Wood Division where she would be an apprentice in pill making. This was a job that caused all the others to be jealous.

Next, Xiao Sun and Liu Yue’er both received good jobs, which was all within expectations.

After these three, the tasks of the others were good and bad, although none were better than the first three.

Finally, it was Zhao Feng and co.’s turn.

“Yang Qingshan shall go to the medicine fields of the North Mountain and carry all the s***, spray the fertilizers, and water the plants. Each day you must complete ⅓ of a hectare.”

“Nan Gongfan shall be a transporter, carrying the trash down the mountain, summing up to twenty-five thousand kilograms per day.”

The other disciples looked towards Zhao Feng and the two with pity.

Zhao Feng didn’t speak out because this was all within expectations.

“En, the task allocations end here.” The Vice Deacon closed the little book in his hand.