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Chapter 12: Even a Withered Body Has Dignity

  The sky was still early, the east was still a piece of ink, Ye Feng got up early and first entered the breeding room to clean up the naughty's home, which had to be done every day, always keeping the breeding room clean.

  Then, with a mischievous look, he took the puppy out for a stroll. This time, Ye Feng was exceptionally careful, never letting the puppy stray more than a meter away, so that he could control it at all times. The trouble caused by Ling Zhi Peak was already unbearable, and he couldn't let the puppy's nature get the better of him.

  The naughty one seemed to know that he had gotten into big trouble yesterday, and this morning he was much more well-behaved, following closely behind Ye Feng and not daring to run around randomly.

  With the mischievous one back in the breeding room, it was already daylight. Ye Feng waited until the mischievous one was settled, locked up the breeding room, and didn't dare to linger. He turned around and rushed towards the Ling Plant Peak.

  In the morning, I need to work in the spiritual field for two hours. If I go late, I'm afraid I'll miss going to the library to read books in the afternoon.

  "Have seen Master Fifi."

  Ye Feng arrived at the edge of the spiritual field, and that Fei Fei was already waiting here yesterday.

  "Yefeng, Elder Yin ordered that your task for this afternoon is to clear all the weeds in this spiritual field, and then you can go back," said Feifei with a covered face.

  Ye Feng looked in the direction that Fei Fei was pointing at, and saw a spiritual field filled with scarlet medicinal herbs.

  Yefeng took a rough look, the length was about 40-50 meters, the width was about 70-80 meters, and the area was approximately over 3,000 square meters. If converted to mu (a unit of area in China), it should be around 5 mu.

  His eyebrows furrowed tightly together. Such a large area had to be completed by himself within the time of one morning, it was probably really impossible.

  "What's wrong, having trouble? You should know that a qualified spirit cultivator can complete twice as many tasks in half the time. If you can't finish it, I'll go report to Elder Yin." Feifei said coldly and mockingly.

  "Go if you must go, such a large area is definitely making things difficult for me, going to see Elder Yin will only make things worse." Ye Feng's anger suddenly surged up.

  "Hmph! I knew you were a useless person who can't do anything. You're already stumped by this little difficulty, what great accomplishments could you possibly have?" Feifei said with a sarcastic tone.

  "What did you say!" Ye Feng hated it most when others called him a useless body.

  "Today I'll show you, let you know that even a useless body like mine isn't something you can humiliate." Ye Feng was also infuriated by Fei Fei at this time, and after thinking for a moment, he realized that even if he were to see Yin Meng Li, she wouldn't take his side, on the contrary, everyone would look down on him even more because of it.

  Deep down in his heart, Yefeng decided that he must complete the task of this morning no matter what.

  "Hmph! Suit yourself." With that, Feifei flicked her sleeve and left Ling Tian.

  Ye Feng watched as FeiFei walked away, pouting.

  "It's just relying on entering the sect early, what's the big deal."

  Roll up sleeves and jump into the spiritual field.

  The medicinal herbs and weeds are well differentiated. The fire-red medicinal herbs have a thriving appearance, can grow up to one meter high, with thick stems and plump leaves.

  What infuriated Ye Feng was that the edges of this medicinal herb's leaves grew in a saw-toothed pattern, with small serrations distributed along the leaf margins, razor-sharp.

  Weeds are mostly emerald green and grow around medicinal materials.

  Just bend down, grab the roots of the weeds with your hands and pull them out.

  And there aren't many weeds, it looks like a result of regular maintenance.

  What seems like a simple task, but when Ye Feng does it, he realizes the difficulty. If you're not careful, the serrated edges of the medicinal herb leaves will pierce your skin.

  If you are pulling weeds with force, the saw teeth just pierce the skin, and with a upward force on your arm, it will slash through the skin in an instant, leaving behind a clear and visible small wound.

  Of course, the mouth will not be very big, and it won't hurt much either, but after many times of scratching the skin, it's troublesome.

  Due to the hot weather, the body will naturally sweat.

  At this time, the pain will come, sweat with a certain amount of salt, flowing into the scratched skin, that is quite uncomfortable, itchy, after a while it will become slightly painful, when the small scratches increase, the entire upper limb is full, Ye Feng's whole body is like a nest of ants biting him.

  "This is impossible! " Ye Feng threw the weeds in his hand fiercely to the ground.

  At this time, Ye Feng was in a very sorry state. His upper limbs, including his chest, were covered with dense and numerous bloodstains. Each streak of blood was a small wound. His clothes had been torn to shreds by the sawtooth and thrown aside by Ye Feng.

  He took off his top and Ye Feng was even more miserable, with his skin directly in contact with the leaves.

  In the distance, behind a large tree, Fei was secretly watching and saw Ye Feng's disheveled appearance. A vicious smile appeared on her face. "Don't blame me, blame Zhen Xue Tian instead. Who told you two to be familiar with each other? Who told her to be your cousin? Who told Yin Changlao to dote on a newly arrived disciple like that? Hmph!"

  With a triumphant and cold laugh, Fei turned around and left.

  A man in his thirties stood respectfully nearby, waiting.

  "You won't have to suffer this job anymore, I'll arrange a lighter one for you," Feifei said to the man.

  "Thank you so much for taking care of me, Sister Feifei." The man said with extreme gratitude.

  Don't look at his age being much older than Feifei, but in the Xiu Zhen realm, it's not about seniority by age, nor is it about seniority by who entered first, but rather it's about seniority by cultivation.

  When cultivation is in the same realm, it is called by equal title, with high and low cultivation discussing greatness.

  If not in the same realm, those one level lower must address those one level higher as "Shifu", and if two levels higher, they must be addressed as "Shizu". Even if the lower realm is 50 years old and the higher realm is a runny-nosed kid, it must be so.

  In short, in the Cultivation Realm, whoever has the strongest fist is the master, and those who are weaker are just juniors.

  Feifei entered the Wanghai sect last year and has already reached the peak of Qi gathering, while the man, as a Lingzhi husband for many years, has not yet reached the peak of Qi gathering in his cultivation, so he can't help but address Feifei, who is not even twenty years old, as Shijie (older sister).

  "You've offended me, and you won't have a good ending." Feifei took another look at Ye Feng in the spiritual field.

  The man following Feifei couldn't help but feel a thrill, he was able to escape the hardships of several years, all thanks to this little sister, but he absolutely must not offend her.

  The man's head hung even lower at this thought.

  "Fei Fei, how did he end up here."

  When Feifei brought the man to another spiritual field, Mei Shijie, who was patrolling around the spiritual field, asked, apparently asking how the man came here.

  "Oh, Master Mei, it's like this. Ye Feng came to work and found me, saying he wanted to do the most difficult task to earn enough crystal stones to repay his debt as soon as possible. I couldn't bear his bitter pleading, so I had no choice but to assign him the task from the Sword Tooth Grass area."

  "Is that so?" Eyebrow Shifu obviously didn't believe Feifei's words, and as for Feifei's temperament, Eyebrow Shifu still had some understanding of it, and it probably wouldn't be like what she said.

  "What? You don't believe me, Sister? Then go ask Ye Feng if you want. See if I'm lying to you." Phee said discontentedly.

  "I didn't mean that, I'm afraid Ye Feng won't be able to complete the task. You know, a newcomer can't deal with the saw-toothed sword grass." Mei Shijie said.

  "Well, I have no choice then, he insisted on going." Feifei said casually.

  "Alright, let him go." Mei Shijie was very suspicious that Feifei had done something, but she wouldn't fall out with Feifei over a useless body. She could still tell the importance of things, and even an idiot could see that Ye Feng was more important than Feifei.

  On this side, Feifei assigned the men to a relatively easy spiritual field to work, while on that side, Ye Feng in the Xianchi Grass Spiritual Field was infinitely depressed.

  As a martial artist, his physical strength was naturally far beyond that of ordinary people. This small injury didn't count for much, but the itching sensation transmitted through his skin went straight to his heart, making Ye Feng almost jump up.

  "What the heck!"

  Sitting on the edge of Lingtian, Ye Feng was about to get up and leave.

  It took half a time to spend, and even one mu of grass was not pulled out. At this rate, it is impossible to complete the task in two hours.

  Screw it, I'm out of here.

  Ye Feng stood up and stepped onto the small path.

  Just two steps away, Ye Feng stopped.

  Is it just going to end like this, what about living, is it possible to go find that FeiFei and beg her to give herself an easier life, how could that be, just looking at FeiFei's smug face makes it impossible.

  What about the crystal debt I owe myself?

  Ye Feng clenched his fists, if this little difficulty could hold him back, what was the point of talking about earning crystal stones to break through the Gathering Qi Realm, or talking about escaping the shackles of fate.

  Even if I'm exhausted to death and my whole body is scratched by saw teeth, I must complete this morning's task. Absolutely can't let that Feifei look down on me.

  Just thinking of Fei's disdainful gaze when she left, Ye Feng's entire body was filled with fighting spirit.

  Take big strides into the spiritual field, bend down and start pulling out weeds again.

  At this speed, it's definitely not going to work, Ye Feng thought to himself.

  Speed up is necessary.

  He swiftly swung his hands, completely ignoring the trouble caused by the serrated edges of the sword grass leaves, grabbed the roots of the weeds, pulled them out with force, and then threw them aside.

  Weeds don't need to be cleared out, leaving them in the spiritual field will still turn into fertilizer.

  His feet didn't stay idle either, following the rhythm of his arms, Ye Feng quickly moved forward.

  Sweat and bloodstains flowed on Ye Feng's body.

  Gritting his teeth, Ye Feng was like a tireless machine at this moment. His arms swung, and one by one the weeds fell to the ground, leaving only the fiery red sword-teeth grass swaying in the wind.

  Soon, Ye Feng cleared out a large piece of spiritual land.

  However, after intense exercise comes physical fatigue. After that burst of energy, Ye Feng also felt sore waist and legs, gradually slowing down his movements, the frequency of his arm swings decreased, and his footsteps became somewhat unsteady.

  Thanks to Ye Fengwu's physique as a martial artist, if it were an ordinary person, they would have been unable to withstand it.

  "Ah..." Ye Feng took a deep breath.

  "Comfortable!" The refreshing air filled with spiritual energy flowed into Leaf Peak's abdomen along with his breath, making him feel that his body had become lighter, and the pain and itchiness on his body seemed to have alleviated a lot.

  "Hmm..."

  "Hmm..."

  "Hmm..."

  Ye Feng let out a few loud sighs in a row, and that comfortable feeling grew stronger and stronger.

  Huh? What's going on?

  Ye Feng didn't hesitate and started taking deep breaths quickly.

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