Lu Jun Takes Another Disciple!

Behind Lei Dong stood a tall woman.

She had a cold, striking face, with wind swirling around her and her robes fluttering.

"That is Feng Ling," Zhou Yuan said. "She possesses the Wind Spirit Bloodline and excels in speed. Her speed is second only to Caiyi's. Her cultivation is also at the peak of Dou Wang."

Wind Spirit Bloodline?

Lin Feng looked at Feng Ling.

She stood there as though she had become one with the wind.

Her figure was light and graceful, as though she might drift away with the breeze at any moment.

One, two, three...

Lin Feng looked at them one by one.

Every one of them possessed a special bloodline.

Every one of them radiated a distinct aura.

Every one of them was far stronger than he was!

Peak Dou Wang, peak Dou Wang, peak Dou Wang...

The weakest among them were all at the peak of Dou Wang!

There were even early-stage Dou Huang, mid-stage Dou Huang, and even peak Dou Huang cultivators!

Lin Feng felt as though his mind had gone blank.

Three months ago, he had still been thinking of seeking revenge against Zhu Talan.

Three months later, he finally understood just how ridiculous he had been.

Peak Dou Wang!

As someone who had only just broken through to the middle stage of Dou Ling, what could he use to seek revenge?

His life?

He took a deep breath and looked toward Lu Jun on the platform.

Lu Jun stood there, looking at the eleven disciples kneeling below the platform, and nodded slightly.

"Rise."

His voice was gentle and calm.

The eleven answered in unison and rose to their feet.

They stood in a row beneath the high platform.

Every one of them exuded a powerful aura.

Every one of them was