Ling Feng sat comfortably on a stone bench in his quiet courtyard.
Standing next to her was her personal maid, Ling Qing. She had finally grown up and looked more beautiful. She was still wearing her favorite green clothes and had a standard oval face. When she poured tea, she was full of joy and two cute dimples were revealed. Although she still looked the same as before, soft and weak, and could be blown away by a gust of wind!
She leaned back and her figure was almost fully formed. When she poured tea, she bent her waist, showing off her curvy hips and her chest. This girl was no longer a young handmaiden, but a young lady who was almost seventeen years old.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea brewed by his maid was still delicious. When he was in the Xiao family, the tea he occasionally brewed was indeed not as enjoyable as this!
Lingqing had been very happy this month because her young master had returned. She hadn't seen her young master for a long time. Her young master seemed to have grown up.
When the young master was not around, he had nothing to do. Now that the young master was back, he could serve the young master every day!
Ling Feng looked at her with a baffled expression. This maid of his who had followed him since he was young, pouring tea seemed to have become something worth rejoicing about.
After he left, with this girl's personality, she definitely wouldn't go and interact with others. She would probably be cooped up in the courtyard all day and let her imagination run wild.
This was too tragic. This girl could be considered to be his childhood sweetheart. They had an innocent relationship. He could not let her continue like this.
Otherwise, he would get autistic!
Putting down the tea in his hand, Ling Feng looked at Ling Qing and said softly,"Qing 'er, if I am not in the clan, you can go and look for me…"
" Young Master, are you leaving again? You just returned not long ago." Ling Feng had yet to finish speaking when her servant girl interrupted him in a low voice.
Looking at the bullied look on his maid's face, Ling Feng had no choice but to reply,"No, I will stay in the clan for half a year.”
Hearing Ling Feng's words, the little handmaiden's face turned from gloomy to bright. She poured some tea into the teacup and said sweetly,"Young Master, have some tea!"
Lingfeng stared blankly at his servant girl as she played a face-changing game. Was this girl doing this on purpose? She had grown up and had many wicked thoughts!
He looked at Lingqing, who was unmoved and was looking at him with a smile.
Ling Feng was helpless. Alright, he was wrong!
Spirit Altar's Main Peak
? Today was the day when the various ancient clans would send people. It had been a long time since such a huge incident had happened in the Spiritual Race.
? Over the years, the Spiritual Race's bloodline seemed to have regressed, so they didn't interact much with the outside world.
? The Spiritual Wind's transmigration had given the Spiritual Race a chance to become a disciple with a divine-grade bloodline. What did this mean? It meant that the Spiritual Race's bloodline hadn't regressed, and was even improving!
After Ling Feng knew of this deduction, he was also speechless. This was too much of a joke.
? The bloodline of this body might have been a result of his transmigration and the difference in his soul, causing a series of uncertain factors. The Spiritual Race judged that the entire race was improving just because of him?
This was too ridiculous!
After that, the matter of Ling Feng and Xun Er happened. The Spiritual Race took this opportunity to negotiate with the Ancient race and began to interact with the other Ancient races!
What the Ancient race valued the most was nothing more than bloodline!
With Lingfeng's sixth-grade cultivation at the age of nine, it could be said that he was the best in the entire aboriginal clan!
In the original novel, the descendants of the ancient clans who were almost thirty years old were still purifying their bloodlines. They knew how great Ling Feng's potential was!
With just one bloodline, no one in the upper echelons of the Ancient race objected!
Bloodline was ultimately the number one consideration for the aboriginals!
If your bloodline does not meet the requirements, then please have your strength reach the Dou Sheng class before you come and talk!
The Dou Sheng class was a hurdle! They had stopped most of the Gu Family disciples!
Ling Feng stood on the plaza of the main peak and looked down at the thousands of stairs. This wasn't the first time he had seen it, but he still felt shocked!
There were quite a number of people moving on the stairs. These people climbed this place day after day, year after year.
On the stairs, the pressure increased with each step. This was a good trial for them!
More or less, the people on the stairs were all looking at Ling Feng with envy or reverence. Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh. In their eyes, to be able to stand on the main peak was a great pursuit and a great honor!
Every time Ling Feng saw these 1,000 steps, he would deeply feel that strength was the main rhythm of this world!
"Yi!" Ling Feng discovered that there was actually a middle-aged man in his forties walking in front of him. The middle-aged man's forehead was covered in sweat and his face was tense. With Ling Feng's cultivation, he was naturally able to tell that this middle-aged man's strength was already a nine star Dou Ling!
He was only one star away from reaching the main peak!
Forty years old and still a nine star Dou Ling. This was inconceivable to the people who lived in the Spirit Altar!
Not all the aboriginals were geniuses!
Seven steps, this middle-aged man was only seven steps away from entering the main peak!
The veins on the middle aged man's forehead were bulging as he clenched his teeth tightly. Bean-sized drops of sweat dripped onto the stairs, completely soaking his clothes. His eyes were staring straight at the main peak behind Lingfeng!
Ling Feng had never seen such a gaze at such a close distance. It was determination, determination, and desire!
What was it? To make such a middle-aged man climb tirelessly!
Perhaps he wanted to get the rewards from the clan?
Perhaps he wanted his son to receive better training!
Seven, six, five
Three steps. Perhaps the middle-aged man had run out of strength. His expression relaxed and he leaned back. He knew that he would be able to reach the top next time!
"Young master, the elder invites you to the council hall!”The voice behind him interrupted Ling Feng's reverie.
He looked at the guard in the clan and disdainfully looked at the middle-aged man who disappeared in the flash of light.
Ling Feng's heart trembled slightly. This was human nature!
He had climbed the stairs a few times, but he could not feel the pressure at all. His bloodline had not been affected since he was nine years old!
If the people who lived in the spiritual altar couldn't pass the 1,000 steps, they would be given a jade talisman that would allow them to reach the main peak!
These people who had been raised in captivity were all working so hard to reach the main peak!
And what about this group of people who lived on the spiritual altar?
No wonder the Spiritual Race was declining!
Sighing, he turned around and walked away!
Ling Feng and the Sixth Elder stood on the square. A beast roar seemed to be heard in the distance. A huge bird-shaped Magical Beast flew out from the northern side of the main peak. Its voice shook the sky!
The giant beast was dozens of meters long and a few meters wide. It had a purple back and a golden beak. As it flapped its huge golden wings, strong winds danced, and the space seemed to tremble. Below it were sharp claws that shone with cold light, causing people to feel a chill.
This kind of bird-shaped behemoth was the descendant of the Heaven Demon Phoenix tribe and another powerful Magical Beast. The entire Spiritual Race did not have more than five of them!
Each of them had strength above grade-8!
? If it wasn't for the fact that they were also from the Ancient race, the Spiritual Race wouldn't have sent out such a beast!
? The Ancient race had ancient warships, and so did the Spiritual race. However, they had been damaged over time!
As for the Heaven Demon Phoenix's bloodline in this kind of demonic beast, so what?
Give the Heaven Demon Phoenix tribe some courage. Would they dare to kill their way into the Ancient race?
Beasts were beasts after all!
The aboriginals were not afraid of any other power apart from the aboriginals!
? As the beast flapped its wings, it stopped at the foot of the thousand steps. The pressure on the steps had long since disappeared, and the Spiritual Race residents who were climbing the stairs had also been informed of what was about to happen to the Spiritual Race and left.
The pressure on the stairs was also withdrawn. It was extremely difficult for a sixteen or seventeen year old Gu clan disciple to reach the Dou Wang class at this age!
In the entire Ancient race, it would be good enough to have one.
As for the disciple that Xiao Yan had taken in in the original novel, You Quan, he was not even seventeen years old and was a three star Dou Wang!
Such a cultivation had even surpassed Ling Feng without the Nine Nether Golden Ancestral Flame!
It was really unreasonable!
Xiao Yan was sixteen and a half years old and had not even reached the five star Dou Zhe level. Wasn't he ashamed to accept a disciple?
At the bottom of the thousand steps, three figures came down from the giant beast. The leader was an old man in a light yellow robe. He looked like a sage-like man.
However, Ling Feng heard Sixth Elder whispering,""Pretend!"
Ling Feng was startled. He never knew that Sixth Elder actually had such a side to him!
Below the thousand steps, the old man stroked his beard and looked around. He said with a smile,"I haven't been to the Spiritual Race for many years. The Spiritual Race has the best scenery among the ancient clans!”
Beside him, a handsome man in a green robe who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old said helplessly,"Elder Tong Xuan, we are not here to enjoy the scenery.”
After saying that, he added,"Although the scenery here is not bad!”
The old man didn't mind and laughed!
From the very beginning, Ling Feng had felt a man in black robes looking at him coldly.
This coldness, Xun Er?
He looked at the black figure in the distance. Was it an ancient demon?
One of the four great generals of the aboriginals, General Asura!
As Ling Feng was pondering, the three of them appeared on the plaza!
A thousand meters in one step, such cultivation!
The old man in the lead looked at the Sixth Elder and smiled."Old Six!"
"Shut up, Profound Principle, you old fart. I told you not to call him Sixth Brother!”
The old man's words made the Sixth Elder glare at him. He pointed at the old man and shouted.
The old man didn't reply and just looked at the Sixth Elder with a mocking expression.
Seeing this scene, Ling Feng and the green-robed man both smiled helplessly. After which, they were stunned for a moment before smiling at each other.
Ethereal Enlightenment, Ancient Fey, then this was Gu Qing Yang!
They were all old friends!
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