Primordial Cultivator

Chapter 384 Red Submerge Army



Two days had gone by in a flash, and every disciple in the Swift Feather Wind Sect had gotten accustomed to the new spiritual qi in the world.

While every disciple was focused on increasing their cultivation base, Jing Feng remained in the room, busy communicating with someone.

"When do you want us to move, Leader?" A female voice resounded from the communication token.

"No need to make a move just yet. Have the Red Submerge Army continue to inspect the Yi Clan and Jing Clan closely. I have a big surprise for them." Jing Feng curled her lips upward as she clutched tightly on a communication token.

The communication token was shaped in a medallion shape, clad in full red color with the label "Feng" stamped on the middle of the token.

"I understand, Leader. I'll have the rest of the members lay low until further notice."

"Un, just send all the information throughout the past years I wasn't in the Central Zone to me."

Just when Jing Feng was about to continue her conversation, Yang Wei suddenly knocked on the door from outside.

"Jing Feng, I brought back lunch. You haven't eaten yet, right? Can I come in?" Yang Wei asked.

Jing Feng flashed a gentle smile as she quickly closed out the communication signal and stored the token back into her storage ring.

"Just come in, Yang Wei. What is there for me to hide?" Jing Feng chuckled softly.

The door to the room opened and Yang Wei was carrying a tray of dishes.

"Well, even if there's nothing to hide, it's just a polite gesture from me. I wouldn't want to barge in like some rogue." Yang Wei laughed.

Placing the tray of dishes down at the table, Yang Wei then hands over a bowl of rice toward Jing Feng.

"What were you doing all alone in the room?" He asked.

Hearing his question, Jing Feng showed a calm expression, "Nothing much, I was just asking some other people that I was acquainted with in the Central Zone about the current news."

"I see... Did you want to meet up with them? After all, it has been so long since you left the Central Zone."

"Hehe, with my merits, I think this should be amazing, right?"

"You- sigh, there's no point in trying to lecture you. If even I was not allowed to learn this technique from him, then what makes you think he taught you this alone?"

Yang Wei scratched his head slightly as he pondered over her question.

She was right after all. If they have to base their contribution and merits on the sect, then Jing Feng should be the most likely candidate to learn the Yin-Yang Heavenly Finger.

So why did Kong Yusheng teach him instead?

Was there a hidden meaning behind his action?

Jing Feng sighed softly as she stood up and hugged Yang Wei.

"It doesn't really matter who Kong Yusheng taught, but I have a feeling that he wants to groom you as a successor." She whispered into his ears.

Yang Wei raised an eyebrow.

"Successor of what?" He asked in confusion.

"Successor of the sect, Yang Wei. What else did you think?" Jing Feng chuckled softly as she pulled away from him.

"With the current state, Kong Yusheng most likely could not manually manage the sect any longer. Hence, he's trying to find someone suitable to guide the sect."

"But how am I even qualified to become the sect leader? Clearly, you or Elder Shan are more qualified and suitable than me."

"Shan Zhilan came from the Shan Clan and their power is just a little bit weaker than the Kong Clan. If Kong Yusheng had decided to hand the sect over to Shan Zhilan, then the other elders in the Kong Clan would definitely abolish that idea."

Jing Feng then continued to explain the political matters regarding the successor of the sect.

By the time she finished, Yang Wei felt like he was once again embroiled in another drama.

'One thing has not ended yet another thing has popped up.' He thought.

Sometime later, a beeping sound emitted and Jing Feng was dumbfounded by it.

"What sound is that?" Yang Wei asked.

"Um...it's my communication token." Jing Feng replied awkwardly.