Wan Ling’s match that should have been a one-sided humiliation on his part quickly spread all over the outer court.
Though he wasn’t strong,.he was quite famous because of his pathetic Cultivation talent but today it wasn’t his weakness that was spoken of but rather how he easily dominated Chen Yu in martial prowess and completely humiliated her in battle.
That wasn’t all because his brief confrontation with Li Wei was also spoken about.
Li Wei was a sect disciple in the middle stages of the Qi gathering realm and yet even he couldn’t completely overpower Wan Ling.
Though the conclusion of that match hadn’t been decided because of the interruption from the Arbitrator many were certain even if Wan Ling hadn’t won, the battle wouldn’t be one sided as they presumed.
Of course that wasn’t all as more and more people began questioning how Wan Ling had not just battled Li Wei but managed to enter the Qi gathering realm given previously it should have been impossible.
It was then that a rumor began to spread about how Wan Ling had been one of the cleaners of Elder Han lie’s residence and he had even been allowed to take anything he found during his cleaning.
As the rumor spread it was slowly twisted until eventually people began to claim Wan Ling had stolen a powerful Cultivation Technique from the elder’s residence.
From there on, disciples envious and desperate to snatch it began loitering about Wan Ling’s quarters all day.
"Get the fuck down here Wan Ling." Le Feng, an inner disciple and an esteemed disciple of Han Lie, stood before Wan Ling’s quarters, screaming out his name and demanding his attention.
Behind him were a number of other disciples.
Most of them were here because they wanted to see Wan Ling humiliated simply because they couldn’t stand the thought of their favorite punching bag standing above them.
Wang Ling, suffering from a headache at their persistence, stepped out of his quarter and calmly looked through the group.
Leading them all was Le Feng, his demeanor smug and his Qi fluttering around him like a cloak.
" I assume you’re here to give me my master’s inheritance?" He said before stepping closer to Wan Ling.
Wan Ling himself sighed before shaking his head in a disappointed manner.
"What inheritance?"
"The fuck.... don’t bullshit me you worm. I’m asking about the inheritance that allowed you to climb from the second stage of the body Tempering realm to the Qi gathering Realm. Give it to me before my rage falls onto you like heavenly tribulation!" He demanded impatiently.
The crowd behind him cheered.
"Yes, Le Feng. Put him in his place."
"Show him whose boss."
Wang Ling didn’t know whether to laugh or just sigh but in the end he summoned a worn out book from his storage ring and passed it to Le Feng.
" So that old bastard left a technique after all." Le Feng sneered, already envisioning himself practicing it and improving beyond his fellow disciples.
"Good. Now leave my sight before I strike you down." He threatened to which Wan Ling shrugged.
" Glady."
He then walked away while Le Feng opened the book.
The other disciples quickly gathered to sneak a peak but he gave them a dangerous glare.
They flinched and stepped back while he delved into the book.
At first he looked surprised, then came disgust and finally furry.
" WANG LING!!!!"
He screamed with terrible rage finally realizing he had been duped and gave scriptures riddled with nonsense about massaging but Wan Ling was nowhere to be seen.
"Sigh....since when did cultivators become so uncultured?"
Wan Ling, who had already left the outer court, calmly strolled through the streets of the inner court with a bitter expression all over his face.
He knew once he showed the power he had obtained vultures eager to rip him apart and deduce his sudden growth would gather all around him.
It was logical after all even he would be surprised if the janitor he considered weak suddenly came out as pretty strong.
So he didn’t hate it.
What he however hated were the idiots who came banging at his door like he owed them money while yapping about some inheritance while forgetting whoever Elder Han Lie wanted to give them had already been given.
What remains wasn’t even an inheritance, it was the elders’ shame which Wan Ling had taken advantage of and was using to get stronger.
He might spill a few secrets if they gave him an offer but those greedy bastards and bitches only wanted to take it by force.
He wouldn’t even be surprised if one of these days one of them tries to kill him.
For that alone he needed to get stronger and to do that he needed to find another woman.
Lan Xu wasn’t coming back any time soon and Hei Wumei was someone he wanted to take his time with.
He needed a woman he could always go to and fuck.
The sect had no shortage of women but he didn’t want someone who passed around too much.
"Wait.... now that I think about this. Wouldn’t this situation work in my favor."
People wanted what he had, which was the dual Cultivation Manuel.
He had already comprehended it so it didn’t matter much to him.
So instead of them threatening him for it why didn’t he offer it to someone.
Well obviously they would have to be a woman.
After all, it was called the Yin and Yang Exchange Technique, not the Yang and Yang Exchange Technique.
Why it also had to be a woman was because they could work as his partner.
In exchange for his secrets, she shall dual cultivate with him.
Now he couldn’t just choose any woman either.
He wanted an inner disciple, someone who was also a student of the late Han Lie and currently in a position where they would want to improve their strength.
When he narrowed it down to that, two women fit that category but right now he only needed one.
So without hesitation he went to track them down.