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Chapter 609 In The Void Sect



Right now he was an Inner Sect Disciple and Ying Yue was an Outer Sect disciple. Surprisingly even the weak Mo Wei became an Inner Sect Disciple.

Mo Feng\'s life in the Void Sect was relatively peaceful at the start, but nowadays he was being harassed by some Inner Sect Disciples which was the group Mo Wei was with.

At first, it was just a little harassment but then it escalated into actual violence. Mo Feng tried to retaliate but then he learned that the leader of the group was the Grandson of an Elder of the Sect, who was a powerful Peak True Monarch.

As of now, Mo Feng had no way to properly fight back so he could only endure it. Still, he was not enduring all of this harassment without any hope of fighting back. He knew that everything will change once he wins the upcoming Inner Sect tournament and show off his prowess at the Elders\' present. If they take a liking to him, he might become a Core Disciple, or even better a personal disciple of one of the Elders. Once he becomes a Core Disciple he would finally be able to retaliate against the guys harassing him.

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After Ren had defeated the Sect Protector of the Dajioa Sect, news of it reached Mo Feng\'s ears. When he heard that his Master was able to win against all the major sects in the Eastern Region he was feeling proud and motivated.

\'If Master can defeat Sect after Sect then I winning something small like an Inner Sect tournament should be easy. As his disciple, I better do my best not to embarrass Master.\'

Fully motivated Mo Feng started training even harder than before. He was already at the middle stages of the Foundation Establishment Realm and was about to have a breakthrough in his cultivation.

Still, compared to the other geniuses his cultivating speed might not look like much since most of the top Inner Sect Disciples were at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, some were even about ready to break through the Golden Core Realm. On the other hand, the average cultivation of Core Disciples was already at the peak of Golden Core Realm there were some who were at the Nascent Soul Realm.

Even though he knew all that Mo Feng wasn\'t in a hurry to raise his cultivation, instead he was focusing on making his techniques sharper. Mo Feng was confident that he could win the tournament without raising his cultivation and relying simply on his techniques to defeat those of higher cultivations. As he was training he spotted some familiar faces in the distance. Ying Yue was being surrounded by Mo Wei and his new friends. Mo Feng quickly came to her aid.

"Mo Wei, what do you think you\'re doing?" Hearing Mo Feng\'s voice Mo Wei looked at the newcomer with a shocked expression but then it was replaced with a condescending smile on his face.

"Oh my if it isn\'t the genius of my clan. Well, as you can see Mo Feng, we\'re just talking to Ying Yue here we\'re not doing anything bad."

"Then why does she look so uncomfortable." Mo Feng pulled Ying Yue close to him which made the two other people with Mo Wei frown.

"How can she be uncomfortable, we were just offering her an option for a better life than being with you." When Mo Feng heard those words he almost attacked Mo Wei but held himself back.

"He\'s right, Miss Ying Yue would be better off with Senior Brother, Ming Hao. Not only is Senior Brother a top Core Disciple he\'s also the Grandson of Elder Ming, a Peak True Monarch." One of the thugs with Mo Wei spoke.

"Do you even know how many maidens would want to be in your position? It\'s already a miracle that Senior Brother would even look at you, but you still stick to this nobody."

As the other thug was speaking, Ying Yue tightened her grip on Mo Feng who stood bravely in front of her.

"Hmph, it doesn\'t matter what other people think, what matters is what Yue\'er wants, and what she wants is for you guys to leave her alone, or do you want me to make you leave her alone?"

Mo Feng unleashed his aura which made the three back away in fright. They knew that they were no match for Mo Feng as proven by the last time when the four of them fought in a duel, but back then Ming Hao was there to protect them.

"What are you planning to do to us? If you dare to attack us without reason, you would be considered a traitor of the Sect."

"Hmph, if you keep on provoking me then who knows what I might do." Mo Feng clenched his fist as if he was about ready to attack which made the trio back away.

"Just you wait Mo Feng, when the Sect tournament comes, Senior Brother Ming Hao is going to show you who\'s the better man."

"Yeah, you better be careful even in a spar accidents could happen."

"Hmph, you have no idea what you\'re missing. You\'ll regret this if you don\'t pick Senior Brother Ming Hao."

The trio shouted out their threats as they were running away. Once they were gone, Mo Feng sighed.

"Those three really have nothing better to do? Instead of doing this, they should concentrate on their cultivation."

"I\'m sorry Mo Feng." Ying Yue spoke while looking downward feeling bad about the whole situation.

"Don\'t worry about it, this is not your fault."

"But-"

"No buts, come on, how about you and I train together." Mo Feng pulled Ying Yue\'s hands bringing her away.

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The trio who were running far away from Mo Feng stopped as they felt embarrassed and angry at the entire situation.

"Damn that Mo Feng! How come he\'s still alive, I thought that Senior Brother Ming Hao told you to hire assassins to deal with him?" Mo Wei asked one of the thugs with him.

"I did, they were even several Golden Core Realm cultivators in that group of assassins. I don\'t know how he was able to survive."

"Do you think that some powerful expert from the Mo Clan is protecting him?"

"How can that be, we\'re from the same clan and the only ones that could deal with that many Golden Core Realm cultivators is our Ancestor."

"So do you think that he\'s being protected by one of the Elders?"

"If he is we better report this to Senior Brother Min Hao."


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