"Hooo~~~~" At that moment, not a sound could be heard from anyone, inside or outside the hall.
All those who had previously mocked
The Chu Feng they had looked down upon had now done something earth-shattering. Could those people still find it in themselves to say anything? Did they still dare to? If they uttered another unpleasant word, wouldn't that just be slapping their own faces?
Someone completing a mere Wolf-rank mission had earned so many Merit Points and even broken the previous record — it truly made them feel unbearable shame.
Not to mention anything else — if they were sent to the Cangming Medicine Garden to gather several thousand Cangming herbs within a few days, it was something they absolutely could not do. In this regard, they were simply incomparable to Chu Feng, and the gap between them was as vast as heaven and earth.
However, despite being stunned by Chu Feng's actions, not a single person praised him. After all, they had mocked Chu Feng for so long, and the grudges had already been formed.
If they were to praise Chu Feng now, it would be far too opportunistic — especially in front of the elders. They couldn't do that, for fear of being looked down upon by the elders themselves.
So the only outcome was that everyone remained silent, and the great hall was engulfed in utter stillness.
"Well, well, who would've thought — turns out you're not quite as useless as everyone imagined. At least you've got a knack for picking herbs. You don't dare take on a Tiger-rank mission, but it looks like a Wolf-rank one suits you just fine."
"If you ask me, you don't need to bother with any other missions — just head to that Cangming Medicine Garden and spend the rest of your life picking herbs."
"Or better yet, why not talk to the elders and forget about being a disciple altogether? Become a garden keeper instead! You're so talented at herb-gathering — it'd be a shame to waste a prodigy like you, wouldn't you say?"
But just at that moment,
"Gathering herbs is also a skill. You can envy it, you can be jealous — but is there really any need to attack the man himself?"
However, the moment Yuan Qing's words fell, an elder's voice suddenly rang out from deep within the hall.
At the same time, the tightly shut doors at the back of the hall slowly began to open, and once they parted, several figures stepped through.
All of them wore golden robes and were rather advanced in age — clearly, they were all core elders of Green Wood Mountain.
The one leading them, however, was somewhat unusual. For one, his robe was different from the others — though it was also golden, the character for "medicine" was inscribed upon his chest.
As for his appearance, this elder was not very tall and was somewhat portly. Though his looks were quite unremarkable, he possessed a certain transcendent air — an otherworldly bearing, as if he were a Daoist immortal made flesh.
Moreover, this elder gave off an entirely different impression from anyone else. His cultivation was as deep as the sea, as vast as the earth — unfathomable and immeasurable.
"Greetings,
This sudden turn of events had clearly caught Chu Feng and the other newcomers off guard. Although Green Wood Mountain placed great emphasis on etiquette, it wasn't as though one had to bow to every elder — only to the Resident Elders was a formal bow and kowtow mandatory.
But Chu Feng and the other newcomers had absolutely no idea which of the elders were Resident Elders. However, it was quite obvious that this short, portly, white-bearded old man was one — otherwise, he wouldn't have made everyone so nervous.
"Rise, rise — no need for formalities. All of you, remember this: I don't care what you do when you see other elders, but when you see me, old Wei, there's no need for any bowing." Before Chu Feng and the others could even bow, Elder Wei waved his hand, gesturing for everyone to rise.