"That is indeed the case. Fellow cultivators of the Xuan Dao Sect, leave this matter to us." Some of the inner sect disciples agreed that Wang Zhuo was right.
The Xuan Dao Sect disciples were hesitant. The man named Liu wanted to use the excuse of being an elder to refuse, but at that moment, the middle aged man standing in the back let out a cough. The man named Liu's expression changed. He nodded and said, "If that is the case, then I'll have to trouble fellow Heng Yue Sect disciples."
Wang Zhuo had a smile on his face. He turned toward Wang Lin and loudly said, "Junior brother Wang Lin, I'll leave the job of feeding the centipede to you. You have to be careful."
Hearing Wang Zhuo's words, all of the Xuan Dao Sect disciples looked at Wang Lin with a strange expression. How could they not understand what was going on? This Wang Lin must have offended Wang Zhuo.
At this moment, someone from the Heng Yue Sect disciples sneered. "I was wondering who the person Wang Zhuo was talking about was. As I expected, it was this junior brother Wang Lin."
"This job is indeed suitable for him. With his talent, cultivating is really a waste of time. It is impossible for him to go on stage." Someone else added.
"This kind of job, aside from trash like him, no one else can do it. Junior brother Wang Lin, you have to do a good job. Don't lose face for our Heng Yue Sect."
The sounds of mockery continued. All of the Xuan Dao Sect disciples finally understood that not only did Wang Lin offend Wang Zhuo, but he also became the target of ridicule from the inner sect disciples due to his lack of talent.
This kind of thing happened in any sect, so it wasn't a big deal. As a result, Wang Lin was immediately labeled as trash in the eyes of all the Xuan Dao Sect disciples.
The girl named Zhou, who was sitting next to Wang Lin, frowned. She looked at Wang Lin with disgust and whispered to Wang Zhuo, "Junior brother Wang Lin, if I hadn't come, he wouldn't have targeted you. I …"
Wang Lin shook his head. Wang Zhuo had been targeting him for a long time. From the first time they met, Wang Zhuo liked to mock him. All of the inner sect disciples looked down on him because of the rumor that he had entered the sect by committing suicide and doing despicable things to curry favor with the elders.
The most important thing was that he was only at the 3rd layer of Qi Condensation, which was the lowest among the inner sect disciples.
Wang Lin looked at the ferocious centipede on the ground. He didn't care and pretended like he didn't hear anything.
Not long after, Wang Zhuo arranged for a few disciples to lead the Xuan Dao Sect disciples to the guest rooms to rest.
The Xuan Dao Sect disciple named Liu looked at Wang Lin before he left and gently said, "This must be junior brother Wang Lin. My Xuan Dao Sect's Thousand Feet Centipede is wild and untamed. When you feed it, you have to be careful and don't get too close to it. Don't get hurt by it."
Wang Zhuo sneered at Wang Lin and then ignored him. Not long after, everyone outside the main hall disappeared.
The girl named Zhou frowned. She said a few more words to Wang Lin, then got up and left.
Looking at the empty square, Wang Lin stood up and walked toward the centipede. When he was 10 feet away, he stopped.
He carefully looked at the centipede beast.
Up close, the Thousand-Legged Centipede was a huge creature. Its body was made up of many rings, and each ring had a pair of pitch-black legs. The legs were so densely packed that they looked like sharp knives. Its bamboo body faintly emitted a black light. This was especially so for the Thousand-Legged Centipede's head. Two huge pincers protruded out ferociously, causing people to feel fear just by looking at them.
In addition to this, the most eye-catching thing was the two long, red whiskers on its head. They moved without any wind, like two long snakes twisting and waving.
As if it knew that Wang Lin was paying attention to it, it opened its eyes and coldly looked at Wang Lin. A wave of coldness quickly spread out.
Wang Lin's body felt cold, but he quickly circulated the spiritual energy in his body and easily dissolved the coldness.
The centipede revealed a surprised expression. It looked deeply at Wang Lin, then closed its eyes and ignored him.
Wang Lin revealed a look of interest. This centipede was indeed worthy of being a spirit beast. It had expressions like a human.
He pondered a little, then quickly left the square. He walked around the mountain and spread out his divine sense. He easily caught a few small beasts and carried them back.
Along the way, he met a few Xuan Dao Sect disciples. Next to them were a few inner disciples who were talking about interesting things about the sect. When the inner disciples saw the small beasts in Wang Lin's hands, they all laughed, attracting the attention of the Xuan Dao Sect disciples.
One of the Xuan Dao Sect disciples was very delicate and her face looked like it was made of water. She smiled and said, "Junior apprentice brother, the thousand legged centipede won't be able to eat its fill with the small beasts you caught. It would be best if you caught a bigger worm. That is the thousand legged centipede's favorite."
Someone from the inner sect said, "Junior apprentice sister Ouyang, this dumb kid is like a mute. You don't need to care about him. Back then, he didn't even have the qualifications to cultivate. He failed all of the tests and caused a lot of trouble. In the end, the elders had no choice but to accept him as an honorary disciple."
The person who spoke was very familiar to Wang Lin. It was Sun Hao, who had mocked him with Wang Zhuo.
Someone from the Xuan Dao Sect asked, "Honorary disciple? But he is wearing a red robe. He should be an inner disciple of the Heng Yue Sect."
"I'm not done yet. I don't know what sort of despicable method this trash used to gain the favor of a martial uncle. Not long after, he was accepted as a true disciple. However, even so, with his talent, other than being laughed at by others, he can forget about making any progress in his life." Sun Hao laughed loudly.
Wang Lin calmly looked at these people. He didn't say anything and quickly left. Soon, he returned to where the centipede was and threw the small beasts next to it.
When the two small beasts saw the centipede, they were so scared that they fell to the ground and trembled.
The centipede opened its eyes. Without even looking at the small beasts, it spat out black gas. The moment the black gas touched the two small beasts, a sizzling sound could be heard.
In the blink of an eye, the two small beasts turned into a pool of blood. The centipede sucked them in and sucked them into its mouth.
Wang Lin took a few steps back. His eyes lit up. Centipedes usually contained poison, and this poison was their strongest attack.
When he was young, he read in a book that the centipede's poison was closely related to its size. To put it simply, the bigger the centipede, the stronger the poison.