Ye Feng had already made up his mind: he would hide out at the Drunken Immortal Tower, located not far from the Ye Clan, for a few days.
He would return only after Yue Wu left the Ye Clan.
Otherwise, if that girl kept pestering him every day, trying to reel him in like a bigmouth bass, how could he ever just lie low?
As for why the Drunken Immortal Tower specifically?
It was simply because the original novel mentioned a courtesan there named Yue Ya.
Not only was she stunningly beautiful, but she also had a gambling father, a terminally ill mother, an alcoholic grandfather, and a broken home.
Ye Feng, being the compassionate person he was, naturally wanted to support her business.
But just as Ye Feng reached the Ye Clan’s main gate, he was blocked by a gaunt-faced young man with sharp features and an arrogant demeanor.
“Hey, kid, stop right there!” The young man said this as he stepped directly in front of Ye Feng.
Enraged by yet another person ordering him to halt, Ye Feng snapped, “Are you sick in the head?
Can’t you come up with a new line?” This was his own home, yet he was being treated like a thief, surrounded and intercepted at every turn.
“How dare you insult me?” The gaunt-faced young man stared at Ye Feng in disbelief, as if he couldn’t believe his ears.
“Do you know who I am?” “Inner Disciple of the Moon Shadow Sect, Hou Jing!” Having declared his status, Hou Jing triumphantly raised his head, awaiting Ye Feng to kneel and beg for mercy.
After all, the Moon Shadow Sect was the premier sect in Wulian Prefecture.
Which family, fearing death, would dare offend them so lightly?
“Oh!” To his surprise, Ye Feng showed no fear whatsoever.
Instead, he teased with a half-smile, “Your name truly suits you!” “Your appearance really does resemble a monkey who has achieved sentience!” “Hahaha!” The guards at the Ye Clan’s entrance burst into laughter.
They never imagined their usually taciturn young master could deliver such cutting insults.
“You’re courting death!” Hou Jing’s face flushed crimson instantly.
He reached for his waist, and a gleaming dagger instantly appeared in his hand.
Hou Jing swung the dagger, aiming directly for Ye Feng.
As an Inner Disciple of the Moon Shadow Sect, when had Hou Jing ever suffered such humiliation in Wulian Prefecture?
Worse still, his opponent was merely a disciple from some small clan.
But just as Hou Jing’s dagger came within half a meter of Ye Feng, his gaze fell upon the woman who had suddenly appeared behind Ye Feng.
Hou Jing froze, utterly stunned!
Clang!
The dagger in his hand slipped and clattered to the ground with a crisp ring.
“The, the Saintess?” Yue Wu paid him no attention, instead turning to Ye Feng with a coquettish pout.
“Ye Feng, please don’t run away anymore, okay?” Seeing Yue Wu, normally cold as ice and aloof as a goddess, now acting like a spoiled little girl, Hou Jing’s entire worldview shattered.
He had come to the Ye Clan today specifically to find Ye Feng.
The reason was simple: Senior Brother Li Changfeng of the Moon Shadow Sect had announced a bounty.
Anyone who could kill Ye Feng of the Ye Clan would be rewarded with 100 Mid-grade Spirit Stones.
To put that in perspective, 100 Mid-grade Spirit Stones was equivalent to a Direct Disciple’s monthly stipend!
Many Inner Disciples of the Moon Shadow Sect were tempted.
Hou Jing, operating on the principle of “first come, first served,” had traveled day and night, making him the first to arrive at the Ye Clan.
He had initially planned to casually stop a Ye Clan disciple and inquire about Ye Feng’s whereabouts.
But to his surprise, he had encountered Ye Feng directly.
Moreover, it seemed Ye Feng shared a very special relationship with the Saintess.
Had he known this, Hou Jing would never have dared to attempt assassinating Ye Feng.
Although Li Changfeng was Yue Hua’s only direct disciple in the Moon Shadow Sect, Yue Hua had once declared that a hundred Li Changfengs weren’t worth a single strand of Saintess Yue Wu’s hair!
The vast disparity in their positions in Yue Hua’s heart was evident.
“What are you doing here?” Just then, Yue Wu finally noticed Hou Jing, her brow furrowed as she demanded.
“Hahaha!” Before Hou Jing could reply, a hearty laugh suddenly echoed from the distance, growing louder as it approached.
Even before the laughter subsided, a figure materialized beside Ye Feng, holding aloft a blood-red, crystal-clear crescent-shaped token.
It was Elder Liuli!
“My dear disciple, this is the Direct Disciple Token, crafted from High-grade Spirit Stone and engraved with your name!” Elder Liuli presented the token to Ye Feng like a precious treasure.
“With this token, you’ll move freely throughout the Moon Shadow Sect without any obstruction!” At this, Elder Liuli paused abruptly.
He suddenly remembered that Ye Feng had no intention of joining the Moon Shadow Sect.
The token would therefore be of little practical use.
This realization left Elder Liuli with an inexplicable pang of bitterness.
What others would dream of, why did it seem so worthless to Ye Feng?
Yet the moment he saw the token, Ye Feng’s eyes lit up.
It wasn’t that he coveted the Moon Shadow Sect’s power.
To him, the Direct Disciple status was merely a welfare check, a monthly stipend.
What truly mattered to him was the token’s material.
It was made of High-grade Spirit Stone, each piece equivalent to over a hundred Mid-grade Spirit Stones.
“Thank you, Master!” Ye Feng thanked him verbally, but his hands moved swiftly.
He snatched the token and tucked it into his robes.
In reality, he immediately recycled it into the System.
Ding!
Congratulations, Host!
Recycling successful.
Gained 10,000 Salted Fish Points.
Hearing the System notification, Ye Feng finally smiled.
Watching Ye Feng’s actions, Elder Liuli felt deeply gratified.
My disciple may appear indifferent on the surface, but deep down, he truly feels a sense of belonging to the Moon Shadow Sect!
Otherwise, he wouldn’t value this Direct Disciple token so much!
With this thought, Elder Liuli lifted his head slightly, his face radiant with contentment.
Unexpectedly, he noticed Hou Jing standing nearby.
“Aren’t you that…
Monkey-something-or-other?” Elder Liuli asked, pointing at Hou Jing with a puzzled expression.
Within the Moon Shadow Sect, Elder Liuli had seen Hou Jing a few times and remembered him vaguely.
“What are you doing at the Ye Clan?” Hou Jing was nearly paralyzed with terror!
While Yue Wu’s high status merely inspired awe, Elder Liuli instilled sheer dread.
Elder Liuli wasn’t just one of the Moon Shadow Sect’s Ten Great Elders and the master of Yueli Peak—he was also the Enforcement Elder, responsible for punishing those who violated sect rules.
Whether innocent or guilty, every sect official and disciple trembled inwardly at the sight of Elder Liuli.
Hou Jing was no exception!
Moreover, he had just learned that Ye Feng, the man he had tried to kill, was Elder Liuli’s Direct Disciple.
Even the exceptionally talented Senior Brother Li Changfeng had been rejected when he sought to become Elder Liuli’s disciple.
And judging by Elder Liuli’s attitude toward Ye Feng, it could only be described as doting.
Without hesitation, Hou Jing dropped to his knees with a thud, weeping and pleading through his tears.
“Elder, it was all Li Changfeng who made me—” Before he could finish, Ye Feng cut him off.
Picking up the dagger from the ground, Ye Feng smiled faintly at Hou Jing and said calmly, “Senior Brother must have sent you to deliver this dagger, right?” ****** Read the entire novel + more than 20 other completed novels (Korean,