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A bowl of good meat was quickly devoured by Lingfeng. Satisfied, he let out a burp and handed the porcelain bowl to Major Servant.
As Major Servant left, the others, led by Ke Zhan, limped into the hall.
"Hello, Senior Brother, hello, Second Senior Brother. Is your backside alright?" Lingfeng greeted them deliberately, relishing their discomfort.
Ke Zhan shot a glare at Lingfeng and stood by the table, waiting for the meal to begin.
"Senior Brother, why are you standing? Please sit down. Our Demon Cultivation Hall has strict rules; we must distinguish between senior and junior. If you don't sit down, we juniors won't dare to sit either!" With that, Lingfeng stood up and unceremoniously pushed Ke Zhan onto the wooden chair.
Ke Zhan gritted his teeth but pretended nothing was wrong, still raising his head proudly as he called out, "Major Servant, hurry up and bring breakfast!"
Hearing the call, Major Servant hurried out from the kitchen, still carrying two wooden buckets.
Ke Zhan placed the sign of the Demon Cultivation Hall on the table. Major Servant glanced inside and then scooped a spoonful of vegetables from one of the buckets.
"Why is it vegetables?" Ke Zhan asked unhappily.
"Oh," Major Servant quickly replied, "because vegetables help with wound healing. You all just got injured and need to replenish your nutrition with vegetables!"
The group exchanged glances; they had no idea that Major Servant was playing a trick on them.
Lingfeng suppressed his laughter and had Major Servant scoop a spoonful of vegetables into his own bowl. He took a light bite and seemingly spoke to himself, "Vegetables are nutritious; eating them will help your wounds heal faster!"
The others were half-convinced and finally lowered their heads to eat.
Lingfeng chuckled inwardly, thinking how these people usually acted so high and mighty yet knew nothing about health knowledge. From now on, he would feed them these things and see how long it took for their wounds to heal. Then he remembered that Major Servant always prepared separate breakfast for him anyway, so he couldn't be bothered with them.
After breakfast, Major Servant brought over another meal prepared for Ke Zhan.
Ke Zhan naturally understood that it was time to deliver food to the Master of the Demon Cult.
However, despite the short distance, his wounds throbbed painfully. After several attempts to stand up, it felt as if his legs were numb and he couldn't muster any strength at all.
"Senior Brother, why aren't you going yet? If Master gets angry, you'll be punished again!" Lingfeng said with a laugh.
Ke Zhan snorted coldly, pressing his hands firmly against the table before slowly standing up. However, as soon as he stood, his legs trembled again, nearly causing him to fall to the ground, and his backside made close contact with the wooden chair once more. The pain made Ke Zhan grimace, and his face turned pale.
Seeing this, Lingfeng couldn't help but feel a tightening in his muscles.
"Brother, let me take it to you!" Lingfeng suppressed his laughter, stood up, and took the food away without caring for Ke Zhan's protests, leaving those words behind as he went upstairs.
Of course, Lingfeng had his own intentions in helping Ke Zhan deliver the meal. First, he wanted to make a good impression on the Master of the Demon Cult; second, he needed to learn cultivation methods from the Master of the Demon Cult.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, he knocked on the door of the Master of the Demon Cult and entered with trepidation. The Master was meditating with his eyes closed and ignored Lingfeng for the moment.
"Why is it like this again?" Lingfeng said impatiently after waiting for a while. "Master of the Demon Cult, I've brought your breakfast!"
The Master of the Demon Cult responded lightly and continued to meditate.
Lingfeng felt a bit frustrated after being ignored and was about to turn around to leave. Just as he reached the door, he heard the Master of the Demon Cult ask, "Why are you the one delivering food?"
Lingfeng's heart leaped with joy; he had been waiting for this question. He quickly turned around and said, "Senior Brother is unwell, so I volunteered!"
The Master of the Demon Cult opened his eyes and looked at Lingfeng, asking, "Do you want to learn cultivation methods?"
"Of course!" Lingfeng wished he could stretch his neck longer so that his enthusiastic nodding would be more noticeable.
After that, the Master of the Demon Cult did not speak but closed his eyes again.
Just when Lingfeng was feeling somewhat disappointed, a cushion suddenly flew up and landed in front of the Master of the Demon Cult.
"Ah, it seems he wants to teach me cultivation methods!" Lingfeng understood the Master's intention and hurriedly sat on the cushion, waiting for him to impart knowledge.
"Cultivation is divided into three types: the first is refining True Qi, the second is refining Celestial Energy, and the third is refining Demonic Energy!" said the Master of the Demon Cult. "True Qi is a power that martial artists must refine; it is also the foundation for the latter two types. The energy refined by cultivators is called Celestial Energy or Spiritual Energy, while Demonic Cultivators refine Demonic Energy, which can also be referred to as Spiritual Energy."
Actually, all of this is known to Lingfeng. The only thing that remains unknown is how to refine Demonic Energy, but he did not expect the Master of the Demon Cult to ramble on about a lot of useless information.
Feeling somewhat irritated, he then heard the Master of the Demon Cult say, "The process of refining Immortal Qi and Demonic Energy is quite similar; the difference lies in the method of Cultivation."
"Finally getting to the point!" Lingfeng quickly focused his attention and listened carefully to the Master of the Demon Cult's explanation.
"Refining Demonic Energy and refining Spiritual Energy both require full concentration, and it is best to enter a meditative state. However, since this is your first time refining Demonic Energy, I can teach you a calming Incantation. Once you have memorized it, come back to me, and I will guide you into a meditative state!"
With that, the Master of the Demon Cult gently placed his hands on Lingfeng's hand. Lingfeng felt a slight coolness, and suddenly it was as if an article flashed through his mind.
"Is this the memory transmission method? What a Magical Spell!" Lingfeng couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
After a while, the Master of the Demon Cult removed his hands from Lingfeng's hand and said softly, "You may go now. Memorize these few lines of Calming Technique and come back to find me!"
Lingfeng nodded. He knew that refining Demonic Energy had to be done slowly. As the saying goes, haste makes waste; he had also taken one step at a time when learning to cultivate immortality. Moreover, now that Lingfeng had gained the favor of the Master of the Demon Cult, he was even less worried about not learning real skills.
By afternoon, the Assassin Hall Master indeed came looking for Lingfeng again.
The other disciples had returned to their rooms to rest, while Lingfeng sat alone in the hall reciting the calming Incantation. The calming Incantation was not difficult to memorize; it was just that Lingfeng could not grasp its meaning. It was similar to when he practiced the Falling Leaf Technique; without understanding its essence, he could not learn its true skill.
"What are you doing?" The Assassin Hall Master's voice sounded even before she entered.
Lingfeng had become somewhat accustomed to the Assassin Hall Master's sudden appearances, so he smiled at her silhouette at the door and said, "The Master of the Demon Cult taught me a Calming Technique, but I can't seem to comprehend its subtleties!"
At this point, the Assassin Hall Master had approached him. Hearing Lingfeng's words made her chuckle as she sat beside him and said, "The Calming Technique is simply about calming your mind; there’s nothing mysterious about it. It's like Buddhist scriptures; even if you don't grasp their profound meanings, you can still help others. The key is that you truly have it in your heart!"
Upon hearing the Assassin Hall Master's words, Lingfeng felt enlightened and looked at her with newfound respect. After previous experiences, he thought that those lurking in the Mandala Demon Realm were not good people. However, upon arriving at Spirit Sect, aside from encountering some bullying disciples, others treated him quite well.
Hearing the phrase "helping others" from the Assassin Hall Master made him admire her even more. She possessed not only a beautiful exterior but also an enchanting inner quality.
"What’s wrong with you?" The Assassin Hall Master asked playfully when she saw Lingfeng lost in thought.
"Just, just suddenly feel that you are so beautiful!" Lingfeng said foolishly.
The Assassin Hall Master shyly glared at Lingfeng, gently stroking her flushed cheeks, and softly said, "Why do you suddenly think so? Did you not find me beautiful before?"
"Ah, no... I just..." Lingfeng suddenly felt incoherent, even helpless about his own thoughts. After all, the Assassin Hall Master was a figure of the Shixu level; how could he have such fantasies about her!
"By the way, Assassin Hall Master, what am I supposed to learn today?" Lingfeng hurriedly changed the subject.
Only then did the Assassin Hall Master remember her purpose for coming here and quickly said, "I heard from Kehua that you burned down the Scarecrow Field, so you don't need to practice assassination for now. Next, we need to test whether you have the ability to control the elements of the three realms and then plan your next training step!"
Lingfeng nodded thoughtfully, thinking, "Now that I have learned the Five Element Spell, I should be able to control the five elements within the three realms. But I don't know what method they will use for testing and what their reaction will be when they discover that I can use Five Elemental Spells!"
Although he was somewhat worried, he still needed to learn spells. Since he chose the Assassination Hall, Lingfeng naturally had to accept every test in the future. As long as he didn't easily expose his Spiritual Energy, they wouldn't easily discover that Lingfeng was a cultivator.
"By the way, when will the test be conducted?" Lingfeng asked again.
"This can't be determined yet. The only one in the Spirit Sect who can test disciples' abilities is the Spirit Priest. However, the Spirit Priest is currently dealing with the awakening of the Demon Lord Reincarnation, and it's uncertain when they will return!" The Assassin Hall Master said with some difficulty.
Hearing this, Lingfeng showed a hint of disappointment. In fact, he also felt a sense of luck because right now, the most important thing for him was not to improve his cultivation but to find Monkey Head as soon as possible and tell him not to be deceived by the Spirit Priest's words. He also needed to teach him how to empathize with the beings of the three realms.
Since the Assassination Hall couldn't test Lingfeng's abilities for now, it meant that he could only engage in some simple cultivation. Moreover, Lingfeng hadn't learned Cultivation yet; he first needed to learn some techniques and moves. This way, Lingfeng would have plenty of time to search for Monkey Head.
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