The most melodramatic rebirth in history

"It's a pity that the Human Race's Grand Tournament forbids sending demons as representatives. Otherwise, with my cultivation at the half-step Great Sage level, I alone could have swept through the Human Ranking and brought glory to my sect!"

Wu Ye, still not satisfied, took out a jar of fine wine and several plates of peanuts from his sealed ring and served them to himself and the others.

Perhaps it was due to the activation of the Golden Lion bloodline, or perhaps he was drunk, but Wu Ye's personality had truly changed drastically!
The way the other person was bragging so much made Feng Ling want to teach him a lesson.

However, it must be admitted that Wu Ye's current cultivation level has reached the half-step Great Sage realm, and he certainly has the right to be proud.

"Let's go, let's go... Brothers, let's get together again sometime. This conversation involved my background and origins, so please keep it a secret! Flying Snow Pavilion, Blunt Weapon Pavilion... back to patrolling!"

As he spoke, Wu Ye got up drunk, bowed to Feng Ling and the others, and then his whole body flashed with golden light, his drunkenness completely disappeared, and he transformed into a majestic three-zhang-tall divine lion, riding the wind away.

Seeing this, Feng Ling and the others dispersed to their respective caves on Qiaojian Peak to rest.

Mo Yu moved into Feng Yuqing's cave dwelling, and her personal maid Su Wan'er happily accompanied her.

Su Wan'er now has her own core disciple cave dwelling, but since 'Feng Yuqing' has returned, as her personal maid and sister, she naturally stays by her side every step of the way.

Fortunately, Mo Yu didn't reject Su Wan'er, so she let her follow happily, which made Feng Ling feel helpless. He had no choice but to obediently return to his cave alone.

Fortunately, during the years that Feng Ling was away, Su Wan'er would come over regularly to keep their cave dwelling clean, tidy, and fragrant, which saved them a lot of trouble.

Then there's Ji Sheng and Xiang Qiubai, this old married couple...

Originally, Ji Sheng wanted to comply with Xiang Qiubai and live in the same cave with him, but after the incident of 'Su Wan'er's actions causing Mo Yu and Feng Ling to be separated into different rooms', she changed her mind.

In the end, someone was left alone in an empty house!
Guided by the fused memories, Ji Sheng went to the cave dwelling where Leng Ningshuang had once lived.

"Boom!"

Using his unique cave-opening incantation, Ji Sheng successfully entered the mansion, which was a simple and elegant quiet room with sparse furnishings: a stone bed, a bronze mirror, a wooden table...

On the table, several demon stones, covered in a layer of dust from the passage of time, emitted a cool, faint light.

"Strange! A Leng's cave dwelling was not forcibly taken back, and the opening hand seal was not changed, but it has been uninhabited for a long time. Someone should have been sent to take care of it, but there are no signs of it being taken care of... It seems that the higher-ups of Yuqing Pavilion have a complicated attitude towards A Leng!"

As Ji Sheng frowned in thought, he made a simple hand seal, and instantly, the entire cave was transformed from its gloomy state to a brand new look.

……

As night falls, in the courtyard of the inner disciples, the autumn wind blows across Anhui.

A figure in black robes gracefully landed in the courtyard, and faint cries of pain and wailing of grief could be heard coming from the flickering candlelight inside the house.

"Luo Shan and his gang are truly despicable. Over the past few years, they've suppressed us in every way within the sect. This time, during the sect competition, they deliberately caused the two of us to be seriously injured and bedridden until now, all just to fawn over that bastard Hu Xiaotian and become his lackeys. Unfortunately, he doesn't appreciate it at all. We've been offered a warm welcome but received a cold shoulder! It's laughable when you think about it..."

Just saying...

"hiss!"

The slightly overweight disciple lying on the bed paled and cried out in pain, "Brother, massage me gently, avoid the scars, otherwise, you're really going to cripple my leg!"

"Sorry, my right eye's vision has been getting increasingly blurry lately, almost to the point of being unable to see. Please bear with me, brother!"

Beside the bed, the thin disciple rubbed his eyes, his expression somber: "Sigh, it's because our leader has made too many enemies among the disciples in the sect. When these people learned that Hu Xiaotian also had a grudge against him, they naturally wanted to curry favor with him! As our leader's brothers, it's not surprising that we were targeted by them while our leader was away."

Upon hearing this, the slightly chubby disciple sighed, "The situation is beyond our control. Let's just hold on for now and wait for our leader to return. He will definitely avenge us!"

"Wouldn't it be better to take revenge yourself? Why rely on others? Ultimately, this matter stems from your own lack of cultivation and insufficient strength; otherwise, how could you allow yourselves to be bullied?"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a 'creak'.

The man in black took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and looked at the two people inside, one fat and one thin, with a rather complicated expression.

"Who would trespass on a private residence without permission? Aren't they afraid of being punished by the clan?"

"Don't panic if you're not thin! It's... Boss!"

Upon seeing the familiar figure standing at the door, the slightly chubby disciple, who had been resting in bed, jumped up excitedly, not caring that it aggravated his injuries and made him wince in pain.

Zhu Bupang limped along, and Gou Bushou, who was blind in his right eye, rubbed his bamboo cane as they helped each other walk toward Feng Ling.

"Brother, you've lost weight, you've...lost weight too!"

Even though Feng Ling already knew about Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou's miserable situation from Luo Shan's memories, he couldn't help but feel his eyes redden at the sight of these two unfortunate brothers. "They...have both suffered!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu and Gou broke down in tears, especially when they thought about how spirited they were when they followed Feng Ling, but now they were crippled.

Feng Ling quickly stepped forward to calm the two down, then took out several healing pills and gave them to them one by one: "Quickly circulate your internal energy, I will refine the medicinal power to heal your injuries!"

Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, letting their bodies be enveloped by two strange energies, one internal and one external, rising and surging. Their injuries healed at an astonishing speed, and their consciousness was immersed in a warm and pleasant world, feeling only a tingling and itchy sensation. A quarter of an hour later.

When Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou woke up, they were shocked to find that all their injuries had been healed: their legs were no longer lame and their eyes were no longer blind. Immediately, they looked at Feng Ling with gratitude and admiration.

"As expected of the leader! Such miraculous healing skills are probably beyond the capabilities of even the Saint Realm elders in the sect!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling smiled gently.

This time, in order to help the two recover from their injuries as quickly as possible, he drew upon a wisp of the essence of the Nine-Headed Serpent Resurrection Grass.

The Nine-Headed Resurrection Grass is a divine substance comparable to bringing the dead back to life and restoring flesh and bone. Even a wisp of its essence is enough to heal the two people's injuries and bring them immense benefits.

"May I ask, boss, your cultivation level should have reached the Saint Realm by now, right? Could you lead us to take revenge?"

Zhu Bupang and his companion are currently at the peak of the Legendary Realm, barely touching the threshold of the Half-Step Mortal Saint Realm, yet they still cannot sense a trace of energy fluctuation from Feng Ling.

In their view, this unusual situation must be due to Feng Ling's cultivation reaching the Mortal Saint Realm, making him far stronger than them.

Of course, the Great Saint Realm is too far away for them to even think about. Judging from the methods Feng Ling has shown, he is a relatively powerful being even among the Mortal Saint Realm.

"Yes, it is indeed a sacred realm at present."

Meeting their hopeful gazes, Feng Ling nodded in agreement.

Both the Great Sage and the Mortal Sage belong to the realm of sainthood, so this answer is correct!

"However, you must avenge this yourselves! You must get back up from where you fell! I've already collected some interest from Luo Shan on your behalf!"

At that moment, Feng Ling briefly recounted the whole story to the two of them, as a pleasant surprise for these two guys who were 'closed off from information due to recuperating at home from serious injuries'.

"Thank you, Boss! But Luo Shan is a half-step Saint Realm cultivator, while Bu Shou and I are only at the peak of the Legendary Realm. How can we be his match? We'll probably be instantly killed by him as soon as we step onto the stage!"

"Yeah, boss, we know our own limitations. Since Luo Shan has already been punished, and we're all fellow disciples, we'll run into each other all the time. Let's just let this go. Why make us go and humiliate ourselves?"

Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou looked dejected.

Even though the two of them had been cursing and swearing at Luo Shan while lying in bed, when they learned that Feng Ling wanted them to face off again, they deflated like punctured balloons, completely lacking any fighting spirit.

"Hmph! Your cowardly behavior is truly disappointing to me and Elder Ling! It seems my judgment was correct; soft tactics won't work. We still need to take you to the Ghost Locking Tower to loosen your muscles until you've thought things through before releasing you!"

Feng Ling snorted coldly, his expression unusually indifferent. Regardless of whether Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou agreed or not, he swept his sleeves and carried the two of them towards the direction of Yuqing Pavilion and Ghost Locking Tower.

……

Yuqing Pavilion, outside the Ghost-Locking Tower.

As soon as Feng Ling appeared, he revealed his identity badge as the young master of the pavilion.

Upon seeing this, the elders and disciples on patrol quickly lowered their guard and respectfully let him pass.

As he entered the tower, Feng Ling glanced up briefly.

The Ghost-Locking Tower now stands tall, its towering height reaching into the clouds, its spire resembling a hidden star, reaching a full sixteen stories high!

It seems that this change was achieved by utilizing the method of fusion of the Ghost Locking Tower that Feng Ling had accidentally discovered.

Upon entering the Ghost-Locking Tower, Feng Ling headed straight for the fourteenth floor.

Upon arrival, he flicked his sleeves, leaving behind the terrified Zhu Bupang and his companion, along with an object, before turning away without looking back.

"Escape and cowardice are useless. Stay here and protect it, observe it, and record it! Hopefully, you will gain something, and don't embarrass your master, Elder Ling!"

The voice echoed in the pitch-black, briefly silent space of the fourteenth level of the Ghost Locking Tower.

Immediately afterwards, the entire fourteen-story Ghost-Locking Tower was filled with ghostly shadows and chaotic demonic dances, with eerie and malevolent ghostly howls echoing everywhere.

"Hehehe, two delicious-tasting humans! Brothers, wake up, the midnight snack is here!"

"Huh, what's that? Am I seeing things? The light and shadow behind those two is... an egg?"

"That's right! The smell of that egg... it smells so good, it makes me so hungry!"
"I have a feeling that eating it might allow me to advance to the fifteenth level of the Ghost Locking Tower and become a VIP sparring partner promised by the Jade Purity Holy Sect, thus escaping my fate of being annihilated!"

……

With ghostly whispers echoing in their ears, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou were on high alert. They each took out their weapons: Cheng Ying Sword and Golden Silk Thread, and protected the egg left behind by Feng Ling from the front and back.

Perhaps spurred on by the words "Don't embarrass Elder Ling," Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou finally mustered their fighting spirit. (End of Chapter)