"So what?" Wang Zhengfeng still crossed his arms across his chest, looking arrogant. "First level of Qi Refining?" Jiang Zheng saw through his confidence at a glance and asked with a smile. "Oh, you have some vision. You are just an ordinary person. Even if there is a new manager, it will not be your turn. You just used some crooked tricks to deceive the elders..." He noticed the admiring looks from the other errand disciples and couldn't help but raise his nose a little, feeling very pleased. One must know that those who can become menial disciples all have inferior spiritual roots, and it is already difficult for them to make a name for themselves. However, he was able to step into the first level of Qi Refining. Such an achievement was enough to make him proud among all the menial disciples. Thinking of this, Wang Zhengfeng became more confident and his tone became more aggressive. "I advise you to resign from this position as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to stay here for a day." "If, as you said, I voluntarily step down as the steward, who do you think should take this position?" Jiang Zheng did not get angry, but asked with interest: "Could it be you?" "This...it's not your turn anyway," Wang Zhengfeng was speechless for a moment.
"So that's you?" Jiang Zheng's smile remained unchanged. "No...it's not me either." "What is that?" “I…I…” Under Jiang Zheng's constant questioning, Wang Zhengfeng hesitated for a while and still didn't dare to express his idea of taking charge. "Haha..." Jiang Zheng sneered a few times, "Since you want to, but don't dare to say it out loud, why bother to incite everyone to come here and force me to abdicate?" "You... you bastard!" Wang Zhengfeng, whose thoughts were ruthlessly exposed, immediately became angry and cursed: "Why do you care about me..." Before he finished speaking, a hint of ferocity flashed in Jiang Zheng's eyes. He took a step forward, and his whole body was filled with spiritual energy, releasing his ninth level of Qi Refining without reservation. He stretched out a hand, wrapped in spiritual light, and quickly grabbed the other person's neck. Wang Zhengfeng's face changed drastically. He felt a gust of wind blowing towards him and a palm rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes. He wanted to dodge but it was too late. Due to the huge gap in cultivation level, Jiang Zheng's speed was too fast for him. "Snap", the next moment, Jiang Zheng grabbed his neck and lifted Wang Zhengfeng up like a chicken. A buzzing sound was heard in the house, and a stream of light flew out from the house. Wang Zhengfeng wanted to struggle, but the next moment, something cold touched his forehead. When he looked closely, he saw a long sword flashing with cold light hanging in the air, surrounded by wisps of spiritual light, which scared him so much that his face turned pale. "How... is this possible?" He was extremely terrified. In his eyes, Jiang Zheng's aura was so terrifying and unfathomable. It all happened so fast that everyone gasped after they reacted, and were so shocked by Jiang Zheng's aura that they were speechless. For a moment, there was complete silence. Tiezhu standing aside was the most shocked one. He looked at Jiang Zheng with strange eyes. He didn't expect that Jiang Zheng, who looked ordinary and kind to others, actually had such high skills!
I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, is this still the Jiang Zheng I know? Too scary! "What did you just scold me for..." Jiang Zheng's voice was cold, and anger welled up in his eyes. "Master... Steward, I was wrong, please spare my life... ahem... I will... ahem, follow your lead in the future." Wang Zhengfeng apologized desperately, his head was red, he was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe, and with a sword hanging over his forehead, how could he care about his face? When it comes to life, everything is bullshit! "Watch your mouth from now on" Jiang Zheng loosened his hand and spoke calmly. Wang Zhengfeng fell to the ground. Fortunately for him, he had survived the disaster. He quickly got up, bowed and nodded to express his gratitude, then turned around and ran away. Only many menial disciples were left standing there, mouths open, too frightened to utter a single word. Jiang Zheng just stood there, releasing his spiritual energy unrestrainedly, his robes fluttering with the spiritual energy. The cultivation is extremely high! At this moment, everyone could only use these four words to describe Jiang Zheng. They had only felt such an aura from inner disciples, no... it was even more terrifying! "Who else is dissatisfied?" Jiang Zheng's eyes swept over the few people who had shouted the loudest just now, and they were immediately frightened so much that they wanted to shrink their heads into their stomachs. "From now on, I have the final say here. If anyone disobeys..." Jiang Zheng paused and pointed his finger in the air in front of everyone. The flying sword beside him turned into a stream of light, a cold light flashed, and the long sword slashed in front of everyone. The spiritual light burst out, blasting the ground, and the flying debris forced everyone to retreat again and again. "Yes, we will obey the steward in everything we do in the future!" Everyone spoke in unison, no one dared to say a word. Here, the strong prey on the weak, strength is respected, and whoever has the higher cultivation level is the king. Jiang Zheng felt satisfied in his heart. It seemed that Xiao Yuxuan had disciplined these people well. "roll" Jiang Zheng uttered a word calmly. They came to his place and caused trouble on their own initiative, so it was not excessive to just yell "get out" at them. The crowd dispersed immediately as if they had been pardoned. After everyone left, Jiang Zheng turned around and looked at Tiezhu who was standing there in a daze. He suddenly found it funny and couldn't wait to pull him into the house. What he is most concerned about now is what benefits he can get after becoming a manager. He believes that it must be much better than being an ordinary chores disciple. Tiezhu took a long breath before answering: "As far as I know, the steward doesn't have to work. He just does nothing every day, and the sect will give him 300 contribution points. I can only earn less than 100 a month... But these are not important, the most important thing is to have power, all the menial disciples must give contribution points to the steward..."
He said this with a sour tone, and was very envious of Jiang Zheng. Jiang Zheng talked to him for a few more sentences, and what he was most concerned about was who promoted him to the position of manager. What surprised him was that Tiezhu didn't ask any questions about him until he left. Why did he have such accomplishments? Why did he become the manager? It seemed that he didn't care about these things at all, which made Jiang Zheng feel that Tiezhu was an honest and simple person. “It seems that Luke Dong was right to let me be the manager, but why did he do this? Borrowing a knife to kill? He expected those menial disciples to come and cause trouble for me... But this doesn't make sense. He clearly knows my cultivation level, so he must know that those people pose no threat to me at all..." Jiang Zheng was puzzled. "Why did he do this? This actually benefits me... But who would help their enemy? Only a fool would do this..." "Is there some conspiracy that I didn't expect? But..." "Oh, forget it. There's no harm in being a manager. I'll just assume he's confused. I still have contribution points to earn... I'm about to give out contribution points..." The more Jiang Zheng thought about it, the more confused he became. He simply stopped thinking about it. As long as he could improve his cultivation, no matter what conspiracy his conspiracy had, it would be no problem for him. He now sees clearly what principles and human ethics are. As long as he is strong enough, no matter what difficulties he encounters, he can suppress them as forcefully as before! Thinking of this, he once again took out the Thunder Dao Bao he got from Xiao Yuxuan and studied it. The farce just now was a wake-up call for him. Now his cultivation level has been slow to break through, and Luke Dong is watching him closely. He must ensure that at the critical moment, nothing goes wrong with this Thunder Dao treasure, otherwise he will be doomed. "It's only a palm-sized fragment. Is it really as mysterious as Kong Qing said?" Jiang Zheng slowly injected spiritual energy into the Taoist treasure. The palm-sized fragment hung in the air, rapidly enlarged, and the patterns on it emitted spiritual light.