"Fire Dragon Fist?"
"Requires Fire Attribute Spiritual Qi to Execute!"
"But I don't have a Fire Spirit Root. Where am I supposed to get Fire Attribute Spiritual Qi?"
As the bewildered Ye Feng thought this, he infused Spiritual Qi into his right hand. Blazing Fire Spiritual Qi instantly enveloped his entire hand.
???
With a thought, the blazing Fire Spiritual Qi instantly transformed into Water Spiritual Qi, and a cooling sensation immediately filled his right hand.
Extremely sharp Metal Spiritual Qi!
Bone-chillingly cold Ice Spiritual Qi!
Wood Spiritual Qi full of vitality!
Thick and pure Earth Spiritual Qi!
Swift as the wind Wind Spiritual Qi!
Ye Feng continuously converted the attribute of his Spiritual Qi. He simply couldn't believe that despite having no Spirit Root, he could transform the Pure Spiritual Power within his Spirit Sea into Spiritual Qi of various attributes.
"Maybe I should try the Fire Dragon Fist first?"
Unable to figure it out, Ye Feng couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore. Instead, he now really wanted to try the Martial Skill he had just obtained – Fire Dragon Fist.
"Ye Feng, hurry up and come downstairs for breakfast. We still need to continue our journey afterwards."
Just then, Luo Wuming's voice sounded from outside the door.
"Coming!"
Ye Feng replied, temporarily giving up on trying the Fire Dragon Fist. After getting dressed, he quickly walked out the door and headed downstairs.
Half an hour later.
Having eaten and drunk his fill, Luo Wuming summoned his Flying Sword and once again carried Ye Feng towards the Xingji Sect.
Hm?
After a short while, Luo Wuming suddenly saw several high-grade Spirit Stones appear in Ye Feng's hands. This puzzled him, wondering what the other intended to do with them.
And when Luo Wuming saw Ye Feng casually toss all the high-grade Spirit Stones from his hands outwards, he was completely dumbfounded.
Giving out benefits from high in the sky? A Windfall from heaven?
Seeing Ye Feng not restrain himself but instead start tossing them Continuously, Luo Wuming's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Although he was the Sect Master of the Xingji Sect[1] and an eighth-level Tribulation Crossing Realm expert, he wouldn't pay any mind to this amount of high-grade Spirit Stones. But seeing such prodigal behavior was unbearable!
This was pure, unadulterated prodigality!
"Ye Feng, although I don't know how many Spirit Stones and good things you possess, you can't be so prodigal! When the day comes that you have nothing left, even if you suddenly realize the truth then, it will be too late, understand?"
Taking a deep breath, Luo Wuming suppressed his furious temper and tried to persuade him.
"Grandmaster, do you know what the most painful thing in life is?"
Hearing Luo Wuming's persuasion, Ye Feng Asked in return.
"Everyone has their own life, so the most painful thing in this life differs for everyone."
"For a Sword Fanatic dedicated to the Way of the Sword, the most painful thing is perhaps being unable to comprehend the True essence of the sword before dying!"
"For an Alchemist dedicated to the Way of Alchemy, the most painful thing is perhaps dying without having refined a Peerless pill sufficient to leave one's name in history!"
"For a Formation Master dedicated to the Way of Formations, the most painful thing is perhaps dying without having created the strongest formation of their ideals!"
"There are too, too many examples. Even the ones I mentioned might be somewhat one-sided."
Hearing Ye Feng's question in return, Luo Wuming answered extremely seriously.
"Grandmaster, I don't know about others' situations, but my most painful thing would definitely be dying, but my money isn't spent yet."
Finished speaking, Ye Feng started tossing high-grade Spirit Stones again. Countless high-grade Spirit Stones were continuously thrown out by Ye Feng like a celestial maiden scattering flowers. How Domineeringly wealthy!
"This... this prodigal son!"
Luo Wuming was now so angry he was utterly speechless. He Simply ignored him, wanting to see just how long Ye Feng intended to keep throwing.
Near Evening!
Luo Wuming finally brought Ye Feng to the Xingji Sect. Ye Feng had also finally finished throwing the hundred thousand high-grade Spirit Stones, feeling like both his hands and arms were about to fall off, incredibly sore.
"This is the Xingji Sect?"
After entering the sect, seeing the peaks rising one after another, the crystal-clear Streams, and the Magnificent halls, Ye Feng felt the Star Soul Sect was simply a run-down hilltop in comparison, completely incomparable!
Because he had no Spirit Root, Ye Feng couldn't even sense that the Spiritual Qi Concentration here was countless times stronger than within the Star Soul Sect.
"Deacon Song, this child is my daughter's Direct Disciple. I brought him back this time intending for him to go to the Heavenly Dao Battlefield together with his fellow junior brothers. I'll leave him in your care for these two days."
Soon, Luo Wuming brought Ye Feng to the Inner Sect and handed him over to an Inner Sect Deacon. Before leaving, he reminded, "Ye Feng, behave yourself for these two days. In three days, we will depart for the Heavenly Dao Battlefield."
"Deacon Song, I'll have to trouble you these next few days."
After Luo Wuming left, Ye Feng looked Humbly towards the middle-aged man beside him.
"It's a small matter. If you need anything these two days, feel free to tell me."
Song Changyan also quickly said with a smile. After all, Ye Feng was Luo Qianxue's Direct Disciple. With this status alone, even he wouldn't dare offend him.
"Deacon Song, why is it so lively over there?"
Ye Feng noticed continuous bursts of exclamations coming from the Martial Arts Field not far away and asked with great curiosity.
"Today is the day Outer Sect Disciples come to spar with Inner Sect Disciples. If you're interested, you can also go occupy an Arena Platform and issue a challenge."
Song Changyan explained with a smile.
"Ding! Issuing random task: Please become the Arena Master and defeat one hundred opponents of the same realm. Task success: Reward 500 Prodigal Points. Task failure: Deduct 500 Prodigal Points. Can be refused."
Just then, the System issued another random task.
"My Prodigal Points have accumulated to 4,410 now. If I get these 500 points, that'll be almost 5,000. Once I save up 9,000, I'll raise my strength again."
Thinking this, Ye Feng walked directly towards the Martial Arts Field.
...
"Huh, who is that person? He's not wearing our Xingji Sect's Sect Robe either?"
"He actually went onto an Arena Platform too. Is he planning to issue a challenge?"
"Could he be from another sect here to provoke us?"
As Ye Feng walked onto an empty Arena Platform, many inner and outer sect disciples noticed and began whispering among themselves.
"I am Ye Feng, Peak of the ninth level Qi Movement Realm, Eldest Direct Disciple of Master Luo Qianxue. Today, I wish to defend the platform here. I ask all fellow junior brothers here to offer guidance."
Standing on the Arena Platform, Ye Feng looked at the thousands of inner and outer sect disciples below and loudly announced his identity and intentions.
"He's the Saintess's Eldest Direct Disciple?"
"What a lucky guy. I heard long ago the Saintess went out to establish her own sect. I just don't know how he caught the Saintess's eye."
"If I could become the Saintess's Eldest Direct Disciple, I'd be willing even if it shortened my lifespan by several decades!"
After learning Ye Feng's identity, many male disciples revealed expressions of envy and jealousy. After all, Luo Qianxue was not only the sect's Saintess but also the ice-cold goddess in the hearts of numerous male disciples.
[1] The source says 无极宗 (Wu Ji Zong - Limitless Sect) here, but context strongly suggests it should be 星极宗 (Xingji Sect), as Luo Wuming is its Sect Master. Assuming a typo