The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1324: The Battle for the Sword Towers

"Damn it!"

Lin Mu ground his teeth in fury. "That damned old man. Of all times to leave, he had to leave now. I swear I will report that filthy pervert for spying on female disciples while they bathe. And for spying on my sister while she bathed. And for spying on the sect leader's wife while she bathed!"

"Bullshit! When did that old bachelor Master Tian Yuan ever get married?"

A furious shout echoed through the sky, crashing like thunder and shaking the heavens until the void itself rumbled. The voice clearly referred to the Tian Yuan Sacred Emperor, the sect master of the Dongling Immortal Pool.

"Heh heh. Elder Gui, weren't you supposed to be traveling far away?"

It turned out that Lin Mu had deliberately used provocation to force Elder Gui into showing himself.

"Well, well... hmph. I was only packing my things and preparing to leave!"

A gaunt old man appeared in the sky, his appearance carrying a faint trace of lewdness. He was none other than one of the three Half-Saints of the Dongling Immortal Pool, the Turtle Saint Gu Shentong.

"Elder Gui, stop fooling me. If you were really leaving, would you still keep that old turtle around?"

Lin Mu chuckled. "Elder Gui, I came personally this time because I have a very small favor to ask. You are so reasonable and understanding. Surely you would not refuse me."

"Out of the question. This old man is currently developing a brand new divine skill. Come find me again after I succeed."

Elder Gui's mouth twitched slightly. He knew this brat Lin Mu was sharper than a monkey. That was why he had hidden himself to avoid trouble. In the end, he was still dragged out.

"What is the big deal? It is just a tiny matter. Elder Gui, please help me out!"

Lin Mu cursed inwardly. He did not believe a word of it. This old fox was rotten to the core.

Elder Gui shook his head. "No means no!"

With a flick of his sleeve, he sent Lin Mu flying straight out of the Spirit Turtle Sacred Sanctuary. Only then did he wipe his brow and mutter to himself, "Good, good. I finally managed to fool him. Still, for Lin Mu to run around pleading on someone's behalf, that boy Ling Feng is becoming more and more interesting. Hehehe..."

Outside the Spirit Turtle Sacred Sanctuary, Lin Mu burst into curses. "You filthy old pervert. You disgusting old lecher. I despise you. I truly despise you!"

After venting for a while, Lin Mu realized that Elder Gui had sealed the barrier. There was no way for him to enter again. With no other choice, he flicked his sleeve and left in frustration.

As dusk fell, the newly admitted disciples were already exhausted after crossing Demon Heaven Snow Ridge. No matter how much they disliked the straw huts, they could only grit their teeth and rest.

Ling Feng sat cross legged on the hardened wooden bed he had cleaned earlier and began to circulate his energy to recover his strength.

Unexpectedly, before the night was even half over, someone could no longer endure the harsh conditions. He stormed out of his hut in a rage and shouted through clenched teeth, "Damn it all. Is this a place meant for people to live in? No. I am moving into the Mingjian Tower. They have only been here a few extra years. At the end of the day, they are still outer sect disciples!"

"Enough. I cannot take it anymore. Tower Master of Mingjian Tower Number Two Hundred, I challenge you."

Among the newcomers, a disciple named Wu Wei stepped forward and challenged the old man Meng Jiande.

He was defeated in a single move and utterly crushed.

At once, the newly admitted disciples turned their gazes toward Ling Feng. If even Wu Wei could not do it, then among the newcomers, perhaps only Ling Feng could reclaim some dignity for them.