Chapter 1888: The Aggrieved Master Feng

Seeing the Sect Master leave, Ying Chengfeng, Duanmu Lei and others' expressions eased slightly. The Sect Master came and personally praised Zhuo Bufan as a genius that only appears once in a million years in Xuanjie Sect. This kind of evaluation has almost never appeared in the history of Xuanjie Sect.

The genius of the young generation of Xuanjie Sect must be Zhuo Bufan!

"Humph!" Duanmu Lei turned his head and looked at each other from a distance like a venomous snake. He wanted to cut the latter into pieces in his heart, but he didn't dare to do so.

"A genius that appears once in a million years, so powerful. There has never been a shortage of geniuses in history, but I don't know how many have fallen in the middle of the journey. Zhuo Bufan, you have to be careful." Duanmu Lei said slowly with a grim tone, looking at Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes were not weak at all. He looked directly at the former and smiled faintly: "Thank you for your reminder, Elder Duanmu. Zhuo Bufan will live well. Elder Duanmu doesn't need to worry."

"Yin'er, let's go!" Duanmu Lei said coldly with a flushed face. With a wave of his hand, a soft true energy swept Duanmu Yin up. The two immediately turned into two streams of light and disappeared at the end of the sky.

The crowd in the Fantasy Mountain was in an uproar. Zhuo Bufan actually forced the law enforcement elder to apologize to a servant with the lowest status in the Xuanjie Sect. This time Duanmu Lei lost face and would inevitably be retaliated and targeted by him in the future.

But what surprised everyone even more was that Zhuo Bufan actually refused the sect master's request to accept him as a closed disciple. You know, if he became the sect master's closed disciple, Duanmu Lei could only swallow his anger and not say anything, and he would also get a lot of help in the future on the road of cultivation.

This good thing that everyone wanted, Zhuo Bufan actually refused.

Seeing Duanmu Lei leave, Ying Chengfeng also led Su Yuanfan, Feng Rupei and others to Zhuo Bufan.

"Zhuo Bufan, you can pass the illusion tower and comprehend the 20th floor of the tower by yourself. This has never happened in the Seven Sects. Even the Sect Master showed up, which shows that the Sect Master has high expectations for you!" Ying Chengfeng looked at Zhuo Bufan with a gentle look, his face showing an unconcealed joy.

Zhuo Bufan is a disciple of the Seven Sects. Now that he has risen strongly, his status as the Sect Master has naturally risen with him.

"Sect Master, you are too kind. I am just a little luckier." Zhuo Bufan replied.

"You can't be as lucky as you are. The Heavenly Grade Nine-Pattern Golden Pill must have unlimited potential in the future. It will be no problem for you to be a high-level member of the Xuanjie Sect in the future." Ying Chengfeng smiled and shook his head.

Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly, lowered his head and looked at Qingsu, who looked bad in his arms, and frowned slightly, "Master, Qingsu is injured and I want to send her back for recuperation..."

"Well, you are tired from the challenge, go back and rest first, don't forget what the master said, remember to see the master." Ying Chengfeng nodded, and then looked at Feng Rupei and said, "Master Feng, prepare some pills and send them to Zhuo Bufan later."

"Yes, Master." Feng Rupei's cheek muscles twitched and nodded.

Then, Zhuo Bufan said goodbye and left with Qingsu, and went straight back to Haoyue Manor.

"Damn it, he was so cruel to a woman!" Zhuo Bufan looked at the weak and embarrassed girl lying on the bed, and a bit of biting anger emerged in his eyes.

If the master was not present, I am afraid that the old thief Duanmu Lei would not even say an apology. Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists. Because of his weak strength and status, he once again hurt the people around him.

"If there is a chance, I will make that old thief Duanmu Lei regret what he did today." Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, and his joints creaked.

According to Ying Chengfeng's instructions, Feng Rupei came to Zhuo Bufan's Haoyue Manor with some healing elixirs. The hall master is the one with the highest status under the elders, and Feng Rupei himself is not weak, and he is also ranked among the top seven hall masters.

"He has been left alone for a long time, and he should go out." Zhuo Bufan looked at Qing Su lying on the bed, and then left the room leisurely and came to the hall of the manor.

At this time, Feng Rupei was standing outside the hall. He, a hall master of the Seven Gates, entered Zhuo Bufan's manor but there was no seat. Zhuo Bufan also left him here for a long time before coming out. If it were an ordinary disciple, he would have come to see him in fear and trepidation, and he would not be as "insolent" as Zhuo Bufan.

"Hall Master Feng."

With a soft voice, Zhuo Bufan appeared at the door of the manor hall.

"Mr. Zhuo, you are out..." Feng Rupei's stiff face was immediately filled with smiles, with a slightly humble attitude.

"I was busy healing Qing Su and neglected Master Feng." Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly.

"No, no, Master Zhuo has something to do first. I won't waste time anyway." Feng Rupei smiled flatteringly, and then took out a small white porcelain bottle, "Master Zhuo, this is my treasured healing medicine. I hope it will be useful for Miss Qing Su's injuries."

"Thank you, Master Feng."

Zhuo Bufan took the small porcelain bottle, which was sealed with a seal, but a wisp of fragrant medicine fragrance could still be smelled.

"These are all trivial matters. If Master Zhuo has any other instructions, please let Feng know. I will do my best!" Feng Rupei said with a bow.

The master of the Seven Gates was so flattering and polite to an outer disciple. If other disciples saw it, they would not be surprised. Zhuo Bufan is not an ordinary disciple now. If Zhuo Bufan becomes the master's closed disciple, his status will rise with the tide, and he is far from being comparable to an outer gate master.

Moreover, Zhuo Bufan could make Duanmu Lei apologize to a lowly maidservant in public, so what was Feng Rupei to him?

"Okay, I won't see you off." Zhuo Bufan pinched the white porcelain plate and smiled.

"Mr. Zhuo, I'll take my leave first." Feng Rupei felt extremely wronged and wanted to leave here quickly. He said goodbye and turned into a stream of light and left.

Zhuo Bufan watched the other party disappear from his sight and shook his head slightly. Whether in the secular society or the world of cultivation, people are cold and indifferent.

With the healing medicine sent by Feng Rupei, Zhuo Bufan returned to the room and immediately fed Qingsu to take it, and then used his skills to heal her injuries.

"Cough..." Qing Su coughed lightly and recovered her consciousness, but her innocent face still looked a little weak. However, she only needed a few days to recover and she would be able to regain her former vitality. A curve spread out from the corners of her beautiful mouth, "Master, thank you."

"You are my follower. Duanmu Lei dared to catch you because he didn't take me seriously." Zhuo Bufan smiled, "In fact, if it weren't for me, Duanmu Lei wouldn't be angry with you."

"Master, don't say that. Qing Su is of humble status and is like an ant in Xuanjie Sect. Even if he died, my family would not regret it!" Qing Su looked gloomy and said slowly: "It's just that Master, a lowly servant like me can make the law enforcement elder apologize. If it is reported back to the family, I am afraid that the people in the family will panic."

"With me here, no one can bully the people around me, not even the law enforcement elder." Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, and he said in a cold voice, with extremely firm confidence in his voice.