Chapter 43 Be careful of the way to death! [Fifth update]

Facing Dan Yangzi's shameless request, Ye Qian'an smiled calmly and said, "I'm sorry, Master, but I still have a use for this unicorn dragon's corpse."

Seeing Ye Qian'an's refusal, Dan Yangzi's face turned gloomy and ugly, but in front of so many disciples, he was too embarrassed to ask for it directly. He could only snort coldly and change his expression.

"In that case, Junior-Martial Brother Ye can use it yourself. I don't need it."

Wang Teng also clenched his fists at this moment, staring fiercely at Ye Qiyan, the bastard. His inner anger towards Ye Qiyan had reached a new height.

It’s a pity that I’m not a match for the strong ones in the Return to Void Realm at present. When I get married with the genius of the Upper Sect in the future, I will make Ye Qian’an kneel in front of me like a stray dog ​​and beg for mercy!
Ye Qian'an took a sip of Bamboo Green Wine and said softly, "Now that the sect's written test is over, can I take out the thirty middle-grade items that Xu Nuo won for the first place?"

"you!"

Wang Teng clenched his fists, and then as if he had thought of something, he said coldly: "Ye Qian'an, the sect competition will indeed give the top-ranked disciple thirty medium-grade spirit stones, but this one-horned demon dragon is only at the Great Perfection of Spiritualization. In theory, it cannot be considered as the same level of cultivation."

Afterwards, Wang Teng bowed towards Dan Yangzi and said, "Master, although Junior Brother Ye killed the One-horned Demon Dragon, after all, the One-horned Demon Dragon was at the Great Perfection of the Spiritualization Realm, not at the Return to Void Realm."

"Therefore, I think that Junior Brother was not successful in this assessment."

After the words fell, the whole place fell into silence.

The eyes of many disciples were all on Ye Qiyan and Wang Teng. Even a fool could probably tell that Wang Teng wanted to use the sect rules to suppress Ye Qiyan.

After all, the one-horned dragon is not a returning monster.

In theory, it cannot be considered a success.

Dan Yangzi stroked his beard and said calmly, "Teng'er is right. So the winner of this sect's written test must be Teng'er."

Facing Dan Yangzi's partiality, Ye Qian'an frowned and said, "Master, isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to do this? Can you kill the unicorn dragon?"

Dan Yangzi threw his robe in anger and said with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "What do you mean? I am at the peak of the early stage of Return to Void, can't I kill a Divine Transformation monster?"

"Since you have extraordinary talent and are in front of Senior Sister Leng Qianning, I will not banish you to the Sword Tomb this time. You should be happy instead of questioning me here!"

Ye Qian'an was not angry. Instead, he turned around silently, looked at Dan Yangzi, and snorted coldly, "You are really happy. The sect rules were set by the founder of the sect, but the strength of this unicorn dragon is no less than that of the middle stage of Return to Void. Uncle Dan Yangzi, you should know this."

"Are you questioning this old man?!"

Dan Yangzi frowned, and there were hints of cold light flashing in his eyes, which shuttled freely in his pupils like lightning.

"I'm not questioning you, but I think you, Uncle Master, are extremely disgusting."

Ye Qian'an glanced at Dan Yangzi from the corner of his eye, put the wine gourd in his hand to his lips and took a sip. His inky black hair fluttered slowly, and he looked extremely free and unrestrained.

"presumptuous!"

Faced with Ye Qi'an's insults, Dan Yangzi, the head of the sect, flew into a rage. He pointed at Ye Qi'an's nose and angrily said, "Ye Qi'an, you dare to talk to me like this!"

"I am only speaking the truth. If you don't want to hear my words, I will close my five senses and go back to practice in seclusion as soon as possible."

Ye Qian'an came in front of Wang Teng and slapped him to the ground in front of everyone. The crisp slap was extremely pleasant to the ears and lingered in the square for a long time.

Wang Teng's other cheek was also red and swollen, which was similar to the slap on the left side. "Ah, Master Wang Teng's cheek was swollen from a slap!"

"No wonder there is a slap mark on Master Uncle's face. He also said that something went wrong in his training. In my opinion, he is just trying to be mysterious."

"Keep your voice down. After all, he is the master's disciple. Be careful or he will say you have the means to seek death!"

Ye Qian'an took out thirty middle-grade spirit stones from Wang Teng and said calmly, "I'll take the spirit stones. If Master Uncle is not happy, then go find my Master. If Master thinks I did something wrong, I am willing to go to the sword tomb to guard the Immortal Sword for three hundred years."

"Also, the powder that Elder Lin Chen left on the jade slip should be used to attract the group of monsters. However, it is useless in front of the Return to Void strongmen."

"For my master's sake, I will spare your life. If you dare to provoke me again next time, I will chop off your head."

Lin Chen’s master is Leng Qianning’s junior fellow apprentice. He is currently wandering around the continent and has not returned yet. It is said that his strength has reached the level of fusion, and he is considered a relatively powerful existence in East Lingnan Province.

"you!"

Seeing that Ye Qian'an had left, Dan Yangzi was shaking with anger. He had never suffered such humiliation in all these years.

If Dan Yangzi had not been afraid of Ye Qian'an's cultivation level, he would have attacked Ye Qian'an just like he did before.

As both of them were powerful warriors in the early stage of Return to Void, Dan Yangzi had no confidence in Ye Qian'an. After all, this boy was able to kill the one-horned dragon in the Forest of Beasts. Such strength was even above that of Dan Yangzi.

At this moment, Wang Teng was lying on the ground, holding his swollen cheek, tears of grievance fell from his eyes. He looked like he wanted to eat shit and his face looked extremely grim.

"Master, you need to seek justice for your disciple!"

"enough!"

Dan Yangzi was also angry. When he heard Wang Teng asking him to seek justice, he immediately said angrily, "Useless trash! He has only practiced for more than ten years and has reached this level, while you have practiced for a hundred years and have only reached the initial stage of the Spiritual Transformation. You really disappoint this master!"

Seeing his former master insulting him, Wang Teng's face turned pale and he lowered his head deeply. Amid the pointing and criticizing of many disciples, his old face flushed and he felt that he had lost all his face.

His heart was filled with even more hatred towards Ye Qian'an.

His body will be torn into pieces before he dies, and his soul will be imprisoned in the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, torturing him in every way!

………………

Qingjing Peak.

The canyon streams, the veil of mist, and the fairyland-like scenery are intoxicating, as if entering a mysterious fairyland.

The strange mountains and rivers, the lingering white clouds, the fairyland-like scenery is like a natural ink painting.

Holding a wine jar in his hand and a sword in his arms, Ye Qian'an lay on his side in the bamboo pavilion by the Huai River with a dogtail grass in his mouth. He felt the gentle spring breeze and breathed in the fragrance of peach blossoms from Taolin Mountain. He felt very comfortable.

The auspicious beast was lying on the table in fear, staring at Ye Qian'an, and said in a baby voice: "Let me go back, I don't want to be here."

(End of this chapter)

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