232: A rotten tree cannot be carved

The pathetic performance of these Disciples nearly angered Wei Changfeng to death.

"Is this all the self-control you have? You've been Body Refining for so long, yet you still can't control your lower half?!"

"But, we're really envious!"

These words were the heartfelt thoughts of these Body Cultivator Disciples.

However, they dared not utter them in front of Wei Changfeng for fear of being beaten.

Who didn't know that Elder Wei Changfeng of Dou Ti Peak had the heaviest and most ruthless hand?

There were many ways to punish.

Only Wei Changfeng liked to beat people while force-feeding them Medicinal Pills, calling it 'Body Refining' for good measure.

But, if it were healing Medicinal Pills, it would be fine, but damn it, he fed them Medicinal Pills that enhanced the five senses.

The pain sensation was directly enhanced a hundredfold.

After a Body Refining session, there were almost no Disciples left standing, but after getting used to it, they no longer felt much pain.

Once they started fighting, it was...

Fighting, awesome!

However, they did not agree with being forbidden from approaching women.

"Elder Wei, those of the Demonic Path are all extravagant and debauched; we must first experience what they have experienced to better integrate into their group."

A Body Cultivator Disciple stepped forward to speak.

The other Body Cultivator Disciples looked at him in surprise, all giving him a thumbs up.

Who said Body Cultivators had no brains?

Look! Isn't my Senior Brother He Qiang's brain good enough?!

Regarding his words, all the Elders cast strange glances at him, very surprised that this Disciple could say such a thing.

These guys, whose heads were filled with muscles, actually had someone with a flexible mind?!

Even Chu Mo was a little surprised.

These Body Cultivator Disciples, whose eyes were full of clarity and foolishness, actually produced an 'Great Master' level figure!

At this moment, the heavens and earth fell silent, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify at this instant.

Feeling everyone's gaze converge on him, He Qiang, a Disciple of Dou Ti Peak, also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, especially when he saw Elder Wei Changfeng's man-eating gaze; he admitted he was a little scared.

However, for the soft and fragrant Junior Sister, and for the happiness of the many Disciples of Dou Ti Peak who had been single for decades or even centuries, he went all out.

"Elder Wei, Disciple believes..."

"Slap!"

A slap to the face.

Even though He Qiang was a Body Cultivator, under this slap, his face was knocked askew, and he kept rolling and sliding on the ground, raising dust, his face constantly making intimate contact with the ground.

He rolled for several hundred meters before finally stopping.

His appearance, ugh, was truly miserable!

The Disciples couldn't bear to look, and the Junior Sisters screamed and burrowed into their arms.

This scene once again made these Body Cultivator Disciples grind their back teeth, the resentment rising above their heads almost materializing.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't defeat Wei Changfeng, they would have swarmed him long ago.

He Qiang swayed unsteadily as he stood up from the ground, his face covered in dirt, his teeth almost knocked out by Wei Changfeng's slap.

However, his face was filled with defiance.

"Elder Wei, I..."

"You're not convinced?!"

He Qiang gritted his teeth and nodded lightly: "Yes! I'm not convinced. Why can they have soft jade in their arms while we have to remain pure?!"

Looking at the disheveled and bruised He Qiang, Wei Changfeng felt exasperated: "He Qiang, you are the Senior Brother of Dou Ti Peak, and we all placed our hopes in you. Why do you think we sent you to the Demonic Path as an undercover agent? It was to temper you!"

At this point, he paused, pointed at the women being held in the arms of Disciples from various peaks, and angrily said: "Do you know who they are? Hehuan Sect Disciples, formerly Demonic Path Disciples, they cultivate the art of 'yin harvesting to supplement yang'. We Body Cultivators are their best tonic. If you were to normally associate with proper female Disciples from other peaks, it would be fine, but if you dare to associate with them, not to mention your father, I will break your legs!"

He Qiang lowered his head, silent. He turned to look at the female Disciple beside him who wanted to come forward and support him, but was afraid of Wei Changfeng's fierce might and dared not approach.

He fell silent.

The moment the great formation was lifted, he had made eye contact with her.

Even though Elder Wei had uttered such threatening words, this female Disciple had never sought out anyone else, but instead looked at him with those clear eyes, full of deep affection.

These female Disciples might have come from the Hehuan Sect, and perhaps none of them were good people.

But, she was different.

Even if he didn't know her name.

But, for some people, one glance is enough to decide a lifetime.

Facing the furious Wei Changfeng, He Qiang gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and said: "She is different."

"I'll beat you to death!"

Wei Changfeng was enraged, truly enraged.

He charged forward, immediately following up with a Dragon Drill and a Black Tiger Steals Heart, then pressed He Qiang's head to the ground and smashed it violently.

Such a ferocious way of training Disciples left Disciples from other peaks wide-eyed.

What the hell, is this a master?

This must be an enemy!

After such a combo, he's not dead?!

Then He Qiang's Physical Body must truly be formidable!

At this moment, Disciples from other peaks cast sympathetic glances at the Disciples of Dou Ti Peak. No wonder these Body Cultivators were so strong in combat and their defense was terrifyingly high.

They couldn't die even when beaten like this, so they deserved to be this strong!

And while Body Cultivator Disciple He Qiang was being beaten, Cold Moon, the Senior Sister of the Hehuan Sect who had 'caught his eye', quietly sent a message to Chu Mo.

"Master, am I doing this right?!"

"Isn't he questioning my professional ability to cultivate people for the Demonic Path? Look, right from the start, his own Disciple has turned against him, his master!"

"You continue to maintain your pure persona, and be careful not to let them discover any clues."

After Chu Mo finished his message, he looked around. Seeing that no one noticed Cold Moon's abnormality, he then shouted towards Wei Changfeng, who was violently beating He Qiang.

"Elder Wei, that's enough, you'll kill him like this!"

"I'm going to beat this little bastard to death! What do you mean 'she's different'! What do you know, you little bastard? 'She's different', you look at me, am I different?!"

Wei Changfeng struck extremely hard, while violently pummeling, he also fed He Qiang Medicinal Pills, lest he truly beat him to death.

It was clear that he also wanted He Qiang to gain some enlightenment, but unfortunately, Body Cultivators were not good with words, so he could only use beating to make him realize.

But this process...

It was quite brutal.

Finally, Wei Changfeng's rain-like fists stopped. He Qiang lay on the ground, his body without a single good spot. At this moment, he was exhaling more than inhaling.

Wei Changfeng flicked his sleeves and left: "Truly a stubborn blockhead!"