527 The Lady Under The Moon

Chapter 527 - The Lady under the Moon

Buzz!

A clear fluctuation emitted from Zhuo Fan's body, followed by a whirring sound as a greenish flame blazed up on his forehead.

Elder Yuan was startled and could not help but tremble in his pupils, filled with astonishment.

In the next moment, with a soft sound, Zhuo Fan's whole body aura suddenly increased several times again, and his cultivation level actually broke through from the sixth level of Tianxuan to the seventh level of Tianxuan in just an instant while he was standing quietly.

Elder Yuan looked appalled and secretly sighed in admiration.

He thought that after seeing this Cultivation Field, this kid had gained some enlightenment in his heart and his mind had improved, which had led to an instantaneous increase in his cultivation level.

But even so, mind state is mind state and cultivation is cultivation. Your cultivation determines your current strength and your state of mind determines your future strength, there is no direct link between the two.

It is also difficult for an increase in mind state to lead to an increase in cultivation, and it is extremely rare for someone to achieve this from ancient times to the present day.

But now, Zhuo Fan has done it, which only means that this son's high level of enlightenment is rare in the world, and he is indeed a person of great talent!

Yuan Lao couldn't help but move his pupils as he stared at Zhuo Fan with excitement on his face, his throat slightly dry. When Zhuo Fan's aura had stabilized, Qing Yan withdrew and opened his eyes, his eyes, which were like finding gold, were still releasing a brilliant light without blinking.

Uh ...

A slight frown on his brow, Zhuo Fan's heart felt a little awkward being stared at by such fiery eyes of this old fellow, he coughed dryly and said indifferently: "Cough cough ... Yuan Lao, what do you mean by that? If you're suffocating, you don't have to come to me, I'm not good at it!"

The two of them were not able to understand each other.

At these words, the two of them once again looked at each other and laughed out loud in unison.

"By the way, Elder Yuan, I really didn't expect this handyman room to select materials in such a way!" After laughing, Zhuo Fan and Elder Yuan walked backwards side by side, Zhuo Fan pondered for a while and wondered, "It's just that with your strength, Elder Yuan, it's really a miracle that you've survived the Cultivation Field so many times!"

"Hey, what's a miracle or not, it's just that everyone lives in different ways. The strong have their own way of survival, and the weak have their own way of survival. Besides, in my old days, there was no such rule as the Cultivation Field. The elders of the clan came to select the training materials, and I was afraid of being selected, so I deliberately suppressed my cultivation. The elders couldn't see it, so I survived. Later on, the old man was the oldest and had been here the longest, so he became the steward of this place as a matter of course, and had a death-free card to get out of his misery!"

"Oh, then the rules of this Shura Field ..." Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows and spoke out in doubt.

Looking around and seeing no one else, Yuan Lao only carefully and quietly said, "Zhuo Fan, let me tell you, in fact, the rules of this Shura Field were set down by Lord Kui Wolf after he came here!"

"Huh, why would he do that?" With a heartbeat, Zhuo Fan wondered.

Not feeling a light laugh, Elder Yuan said lightly, "Zhuo Fan, you know that there are two types of people in this miscellaneous room. One category is the disciples who have been eliminated, and they will only end up in two ways: either they will be used as training materials, or they will soar to the heavens and become deacon elders. The other category is the strong ones who have been punished here. They will not have much of a chance to live, and will probably be stuck here for life. But there is a rule within the clan that those who have made great achievements can be absolved of any previous faults!

!"

"That's only for those outside, they've been sent to the servant room, what merit can they make?" Without feeling a snicker, Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly.

Elder Yuan also gave a related laugh, but said noncommittally, "That can't be said, just like what the old decedent said before, the strong will always be the strong, and those who want to make merit can think of ways to make merit anywhere. Just like now, if this Shura Field continues, it will really be a great achievement!"

"Oh, what makes you say that?" Unable to help but stare, Zhuo Fan wondered.

He said, "In the past, although the people in the miscellaneous service room knew that there was a way to live, there were only a few who could break out, so most of them were mediocre, living one day at a time, and those like me even tried to suppress their cultivation, fearing that they would be taken away by those elders who practiced magic. That's why the materials for practising kung fu used to be relatively poor!"

"But now, with this Cultivation Field rule, if the people in the miscellaneous service room want to live longer, they have to practice desperately and be better than others. For a while, instead, the overall strength rubbed off on the rise, and the quality of the clan elders' practice materials skyrocketed! Moreover, the Cultivation Field would give people the illusion that they were in control of their own destiny. Those who died in battle were used as practice material, and those who survived could naturally continue to live long enough to not be picked off by the elders anymore. If you are stronger than others, you can live, if you are weaker than others, you deserve to die. In this way, the overall strength of the miscellaneous service room is close to approaching that of the outer disciples."

"Especially, after Yue Ling came, some more rules were improved. Those below the Bone Forging Realm are not required to participate in the Cultivation Field, to ensure that fresh blood doesn't dry up and do things that would exhaust the fish. If things went on like this, the overall strength of the miscellaneous room disciples would be quite high, which was a great achievement. The two of them, perhaps, will be able to return to the inner sect again with this!"

Zhuo Fan nodded with understanding, knowing in his heart that their actions were clearly an attack on the heart, throwing these eliminated people, who were already in a state of unlovable life, back into the law of the forest where the weak are prey to the strong, to arouse the wildness in their hearts.

They may appear to outsiders as a bunch of lambs to be slaughtered, but in the Cultivation Field, each and every one of them is a beast fighting for survival.

One could imagine that such a group of people, if they could be given sufficient cultivation resources, would definitely have a future development potential that was above that of some inner disciples!

With a flash of brilliant light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan nodded faintly and muttered, "Could it be that ... that Evil Wuyue threw Laozi here so that I could take charge of the Handyman Room and first establish a great feat for the sect?"

"What, what did you say?" Elder Yuan froze and looked at him.

However, Zhuo Fan shook his head and laughed out loud, "It's nothing, I was just sighing, these two people are really fucking talented. It's a pity that they're not reused by the clan!"

"Yes!" Elder Yuan smiled and nodded, also speaking out leisurely.

"By the way, what did they commit to be punished here?" With a flash of brilliant light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan once again opened his mouth to ask. But before Elder Yuan could answer, a petulant rebuke came clearly into their ears.

Swish, swish, swish!

The bright moon was in the sky, a silver veil draped over the cold earth after nightfall, a delicate body danced under the starry sky, the blade in her hand was like a nebula drifting through a strange arc of light.

Zhuo Fan looked on in amazement, as if he were watching a beautiful fairy dancing, and felt the corners of his mouth curl in delight as he clapped his hands and said, "Good swordsmanship.

Miss Yue'er, we meet again!"

The graceful figure stopped abruptly, and under the moonlight, Yue'er's beautiful face was full of frost. She glanced at Zhuo Fan, but turned her head away, still ignoring him!

But before she could continue her training, Zhuo Fan's bawling voice rang out again, "Miss Yue'er, what a coincidence, you've been punished to the servant room too!"

Yue'er almost stumbled and fell to the ground, then turned her head to look at Zhuo Fan angrily and said, "You're the one who's been punished to the servant room!"

"Yes, I'm in the servant's room!" Zhuo Fan laughed shyly, not taking it personally at all.

Yue'er was speechless for a moment, gnashing her teeth in hatred, while Yuan Lao was silently laughing dumbly to the sky.

After a long time of contemplation, Yue'er suddenly revealed a sneer and said disdainfully, "When you first came here, you said you wanted to be an elite disciple and a clan master, but it turned out that you didn't even enter the door of the main hall and were sent to this miscellaneous room, what a nonsense, ridiculous, humph!"

"Huh, how do you know that I didn't enter the door of the main hall? Does that mean ... you've inquired about me and are concerned about me?" His eyes couldn't help but light up, and Zhuo Fan laughed out playfully.

However, when he heard this, Yue's face reddened and she said angrily, "Who cares about you, it's just that the whole sect has already spread the word about your scandalous story. After entering the sect, the sect master's elders didn't even bother to see you, so you were sent to the miscellaneous service room, you are the first one in the history of the world!"

"Oh, so that's how it is!" Zhuo Fan nodded in understanding, an intimidating light flashed across his eyes.

He was now completely certain that he had definitely been targeted as soon as he had entered the sect. Otherwise, it was impossible that his affairs as an ordinary disciple had been made known to everyone in such a short period of time.

However, with his entry into the miscellaneous service room, all those people should have withdrawn their attention as well.

Otherwise, the miscellaneous service room was mixed with fish and dragons, so it was a good time to make a move, it was impossible that there was no movement after so many days.

Having thought of this, Zhuo Fan looked at Yue'er again and smiled, "Miss Yue'er, in addition to you thinking about me these days, has Senior Sister Mei'er thought about me?"

"Che, Senior Sister she won't ..." Yue'er was about to reply, but she suddenly stalled and her cheeks instantly flushed. She now realized that she had fallen into Zhuo Fan's trap again and was furious: "I ... didn't think about you ..."

Hahahaha ...

Yuan Lao watched from the side and could not help but laugh out loud, shaking his head, and secretly saying. This Zhuo Fan is really just like the rumors, treacherous and cunning, and has a way of dealing with ignorant girls!

But if he didn't laugh, it was fine, once he laughed, that Yue'er couldn't help but be even more embarrassed, fiercely gritting her teeth, a **naked killing intent suddenly flashed in her eyes, and with a wave of the machete in her hand, she slashed at the two of them.

The two of them were in a hurry to hide behind Zhuo Fan, but Zhuo Fan was still smiling, undaunted. Just before the blade was about to hit him, he grabbed her wrist with his quick eyes and hands.

With a shake of his hand, the knife fell to the ground with a loud thud, and Yue's brow furrowed in a deep frown as cold sweat poured from her forehead!

With a frown, Zhuo Fan hurriedly let go of her wrist and said suspiciously, "The force I just used could not have hurt you, how could you be in such pain, could it be that ... your injuries from last time are still fresh?"

"None of your business!" Yue'er snorted lightly, revealing a stubborn look.

But at this moment, another delicate cry was resounding in the air, "How dare you, who is bullying my sister ..."

(End of this chapter)