1244 Peripheral Disciple (2/2)

”You can all scram now!” Zhao Feng coldly barked.

The worker disciples all scattered, and the peripheral disciples left. The area around Zhao Feng's hut was finally quiet.

”This is no good. As a worker disciple, I have no privacy!” Zhao Feng's eyes became pensive.

While he was cultivating, these Quasi-Gods and True Gods brazenly scanned his hut with their Divine Senses. Someone with a stronger Divine Sense could even discover the secret of Zhao Feng's Spacetime Robe.

”I guess I'll have to use a few tricks,” Zhao Feng softly muttered.

Zhao Feng headed for Attendant Liu's palace.

Attendant Liu was standing in front of the entrance, his expression stern and solemn as he looked at Zhao Feng.

”You shouldn't have injured the peripheral disciples, particularly that Zhao Hongyi!” Attendant Liu coldly rebuked.

Although Zhao Feng had put on an astonishing performance, the peripheral disciples he injured would definitely be coming back. The Zhao Hongyi that Attendant Liu referred to was the green-skinned youth, and he had an older cousin who was an outstanding inner disciple.

The highest status disciples in the Spiritual Race were the core disciples. These people either had the bloodline of the Spiritual Race or were extremely outstanding geniuses. Beneath them were the inner disciples. Although the inner disciples were inferior to the core disciples in status, some of them were actually even stronger than the core disciples.

Attendant Liu originally planned to promote Zhao Feng to peripheral disciple after a few months, but this seemed impossible now.

”Haaa, I was helpless. If I didn't defeat them, those three might have killed me!” Zhao Feng put on a helpless expression, but as his golden eye locked onto Attendant Liu, a violet-gold mist appeared in it.

Attendant Liu began to appear confused, and when he looked at Zhao Feng again, he appeared to be a little more empathetic.

”Attendant Liu, I want to become a peripheral disciple. Only then can I have the strength to protect myself and avoid getting into even more trouble.”

Zhao Feng continued to stare at Attendant Liu as the illusory mist in his left eye grew even thicker. A profound Soul energy began to seep into Attendant Liu's mind.

Attendant Liu was just the manager of these worker disciples and was only a Rank Two True God. He was incapable of resisting Zhao Feng's illusion arts.

Of course, Zhao Feng was not directly controlling Attendant Liu, only subtly guiding him so as to avoid being discovered if someone decided to investigate this matter.

”Mm, that's all that can be done.” Attendant Liu nodded.

”Many thanks, Attendant Liu!” Zhao Feng smiled and returned to his own hut.

Just as predicted, the news of Zhao Feng defeating the peripheral disciples was soon spread throughout the Spiritual Race. A few peripheral disciples wanted to immediately go and kill Zhao Feng, but when they learned that Zhao Feng had easily defeated three peripheral disciples, they fell silent. Perhaps only the top three peripheral disciples would be able to deal with Zhao Feng.

It wasn't long before an even more astonishing piece of news spread through the peripheral disciples.

”Zhao Feng was promoted to peripheral disciple this month!”

Many peripheral disciples had been discussing how to deal with Zhao Feng because the Spiritual Race didn't care about the life or death of a single worker disciple. But now, Zhao Feng was also a peripheral disciple!

As this matter drew more and more discussion, it finally attracted the notice of many inner disciples.

More than seventy percent of the male inner disciples were hoping to court Zhao Yufei. A person who was also after Zhao Yufei became a worker disciple to do so, and he even managed to work his way to becoming a peripheral disciple, so he would naturally attract their interest.

One day, Zhao Feng moved into a residence meant for a peripheral disciple.

Peripheral disciples were given a palace hall for their own use. The Heaven Earth Yuan Qi of this place was twice as concentrated as it was in the area inhabited by worker disciples.

Only by becoming a peripheral disciple could one truly be considered to have entered the Spiritual Race and thus obtain its protection.

”This person was the one who defeated three peripheral disciples!”

”He must be a genius of some other faction of the Ziling Zone. For the sake of pursuing Zhao Yufei, he was willing to become a worker disciple! It's not strange at all for someone of his strength to become a peripheral disciple!”

Some nearby peripheral disciples began to comment on and criticize Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng ignored these people and headed into his palace.

At this moment, cries of surprise and shock came from in front of Zhao Feng.

”Big Bro Pan Hao!”

”Big Bro Pan Hao, how did you find the time to come here?”

Many peripheral disciples began to respectfully greet a certain youth.

Zhao Feng could see that this youth was wearing the uniform of an inner disciple. His nose was rather flat, his eyes and mouth were rather large, and his skin had an oily sheen. Overall, he appeared rather comical.

This inner disciple called Pan Hao was currently looking right at Zhao Feng as he slowly walked over.

”You should be Zhao Feng, right?” Pan Hao gave Zhao Feng an interested look as he bluntly asked.

I just became a peripheral disciple, and an inner disciple is already paying me a visit? Zhao Feng was rather surprised.

Inner disciples had an extremely high status in the Spiritual Race, and Zhao Feng only just became a peripheral disciple, so he didn't want to make too big of a ruckus.

But if an inner disciple really wanted to try something with him, Zhao Feng would not be polite.

”Haha, kid, you're really interesting. Bold and crazy! This Pan Hao admits defeat!” Pan Hao chortled, his eyes shining with praise.

Zhao Feng's face froze, the situation not turning out as he predicted.

The nearby peripheral disciples had also believed that Pan Hao came to make trouble for Zhao Feng, but his words left their minds reeling.

Pan Hao followed Zhao Feng into Zhao Feng's new residence.

”Although I admire your daring and courage, you don't have a chance with Zhao Yufei,” Pan Hao bluntly stated, his tone indicating that he wasn't joking and was quite serious.

”You have no idea; almost all the outstanding inner disciples are after Zhao Yufei. Of course, they also don't have a chance. The only people with even a hope of being with Zhao Yufei are the core disciples. That's right – I heard you crippled Zhao Hongyi. His older cousin is one of the most outstanding inner disciples, a Rank Four True God…”