Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 72 Emperor Wan: Xiao An'an, where is Master's magic weapon? [Please read and subscribe]

The moonlight is bright and the cicadas are chirping.

Qingshan Town.

The town is full of poetry at night. The lights are dim, the moonlight is hazy, the ancient bridge is set against the flowing water, and everything seems so harmonious and quiet.

The lights decorate the ancient streets like stars. The colorful colors and the tranquil river complement each other, like a mysterious ink painting.

Ye Qian'an came to Zui Xiang Lou as usual. Since he was a frequent customer, the madam here was particularly familiar with him.

Coupled with the sect competition, Ye Qian'an became completely famous in the Yulong Kingdom and could be said to be a household name.

The madam also specially prepared fine wine for him and said with a smile: "Master Ye, this is the fine wine that our Zui Xiang Lou specially prepared for you. Please try it and see how it tastes."

"Thank you."

Ye Qian'an picked up the jar of wine and drank it without hesitation. Although the taste was not as good as the wine given to him by his master and uncle, it was indeed a fine wine in the mortal world.

"Get out, get out, you stinky beggar, what are you doing here? Get out now!"

At this moment, several guards at the door saw the smelly, ragged beggar, and immediately covered their mouths and noses and began to drive him away.

The people in Zui Xiang Lou are either rich or noble, some are immortals from the sect, some are passing merchants, some are wealthy men, and so on.

If beggars were allowed to disturb other people's fun, Zui Xiang Lou would not be able to afford the offence.

Ye Qian'an raised his eyebrows and looked up at the figure at the door.

I saw that this person was wearing tattered clothes with many patches and emitting an unpleasant odor.

His face was gaunt and thin, his eyes were empty, as if he could not see any hope. He held a tattered hat in his hand and begged for alms from passers-by.

"He is a guest, and his wine money is mine."

Ye Qian'an put down the jar of wine in his hand, slowly stood up, collected all the wine in front of him, and walked outside with a flushed face.

At this moment, the beggar's right hand suddenly grabbed Ye Qian'an's wrist and said with gratitude: "Thank you, Immortal, thank you, Immortal."

Ye Qian'an nodded and smiled, then took out a gold ingot from his pocket, put it in the beggar's hat, turned around and disappeared.

After Ye Qian'an left, the beggar's expression showed a hint of appreciation, and then he walked into the Yuxiang Tower.

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Return to Qingxuan Sect.

At this moment, on the magnificent sect mountain, Danyangzi stood with his hands behind his back, and his gaze shifted to Ye Qian'an who was flying on a sword.

Danyangzi frowned and asked, "You're coming down the mountain again?"

Ye Qian'an stopped and looked at Dan Yangzi and said, "The sect's rules state that disciples are not allowed to leave the mountain without permission, but this does not apply to disciples taught directly by the sect. I believe that this disciple has not violated the rules."

Dan Yangzi couldn't help but twitching his lips as he listened to Ye Qian'an's explanation. Ye Qian'an was now in the perfect state of the late Return to the Void, while he had just barely entered the middle stage of Return to the Void. There was still a huge gap between the two.

Suppressing the jealousy in his heart, Dan Yangzi raised his head and tried to keep a smile on his face and said, "Nephew Ye, I heard from my disciple Wang Teng that you got a half-step fusion realm monster in the Netherworld Valley. I wonder if you can give it to me?"

Ye Qian'an replied softly: "The corpse of the monster has been taken away by the master. If the head master wants it, he can only ask the master for it."

Hearing that the corpse of the monster had been taken away by Senior Sister Leng Qianning, Dan Yangzi's expression was obviously a little unhappy. But he could do nothing about it.

It’s because my senior sister never looks at me in a good way.

However, Dan Yangzi quickly thought of the magic weapon of the Fusion Stage, and asked for it: "Nephew, since the monster beast doesn't have it, hand over the magic weapon of the Fusion Stage."

Dan Yangzi's tone was full of greed. In order to get Ye Qian'an to hand over the magic weapon, he said with a bit of moral blackmail: "After all, you are my Qingxuan Sect disciple. If it weren't for your sudden disappearance of your cultivation, you would be my disciple now."

"Can you please hand over your fusion stage magic weapon for my sake? I will never treat you unfairly in the future."

Hearing Dan Yangzi's words, Ye Qian'an snorted in his heart.

The leader of the sect is really hoping for his own death, and now he is even thinking about the magic weapon of the fusion period. His face is really thicker than a city wall.

"Haha, Junior Brother is really greedy. I don't know how Master accepted you into the Qingxuan Sect. I feel ashamed for you."

At this moment, Di Junwan, who was drunk and in tattered clothes, came over. It was not difficult to tell from the smell of alcohol on her that she had been drinking all day.

Di Junwan burped, staggered over, looked at Ye Qian'an, and said with a dazed look: "Hey, how come you have become three, Xiao An'an, when did you... learn the art of splitting yourself, hiccup~"

Dan Yangzi said angrily: "Senior sister, as an elder of the sect, you actually went down the mountain to drink privately, and you don't care about your image. How can you be so disrespectful."

Dijun Wan curled her lips, put her arm on Ye Qian'an's shoulder, and said with a blushing face: "Who told you guys to be so depressed and uninterested? You really don't have any interest at all."

"Hiccup~"

"It's not as good as a pot of wine from Xiao An'an."

Dijun Wan's eyelids drooped, and she said drunkenly, "Also, Xiao An'an has already given me the magic weapon for the fusion stage, so don't even think about it, just go wherever is cool."

"you!"

Several black lines appeared on Dan Yangzi's forehead, and he stared at Senior Sister Dijun Wan with a gloomy face. He has been the head of Qingxuan Sect for hundreds of years, but does this sect have the surname Dan or the surname Ye?

Why do these guys always pick on me!

They are all protecting Ye Qian'an. What kind of charm does this kid have that can make the two senior sisters protect him at all costs, even at the cost of breaking up with themselves?
Ye Qian'an also took out the magic weapon for the fusion period from the storage ring. The moment he saw the magic weapon, Di Junwan immediately snatched it away and held it tightly in his arms as if he had seen fine wine.

"I finally have a magic weapon for the Fusion Stage~"

Danyangzi threw his robe angrily and turned around aggressively, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. After knowing that he could not get the magic weapon today, he turned around and left aggressively.

Emperor Junwan curled her lips and said disdainfully: "This Danyangzi still wants to covet my magic weapon, what a joke."

At this time, Dijunwan turned around and sniffed Ye Qian'an's body. Then his eyes lit up and he said, "Xiao An'an, you actually went to Zui Xiang Lou. Are you so rich?"

As the master of Lingjian Peak, Dijun Wan had sold all the spiritual herbs and treasures on his mountain two hundred years ago in exchange for gold and silver to buy fine wine.

Nowadays, the entire Lingjian Peak is bare, like a bandit’s lair, with only a shabby thatched hut and the rest is almost desolate...

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