Qi Refining Level 3000, Accepting The Empress As A Disciple At The Beginning

While Ye Kong was making his little calculations, the sounds of intense fighting in the distance attracted the attention of the group.

The four of them followed the sound to a spacious training ground. They saw two figures engaged in a fierce battle with swords and sabers, neither giving an inch.

But why did these two figures look so familiar?

As the group approached, they were shocked to see that it was none other than two of Ye Kong's disciples.

Pan Er and Chu Yan.

This was a battle between acquaintances.

At first, Ye Kong thought they were just sparring, so he didn't want to interrupt.

Qing Long and Chun Xiao had come to watch the excitement, eagerly discussing who would win or lose, and even placing bets. Cheng Wen was left lying to the side with his eyes closed, no one knew when he would wake up.

Ye Kong took advantage of this moment of relaxation to carefully examine the surrounding terrain. To his surprise, although they were in the same area, the topography of Xuan Yuan Mountain varied greatly. It was as if someone had deliberately designed it.

But who could create such a shocking masterpiece?

Perhaps it could only be explained by the marvelous craftsmanship of nature.

Pan Er and Chu Yan continued to fight fiercely, with no clear victor. However, Pan Er increased his strength, and his sword pierced Chu Yan's arm, the bright red blood instantly staining Chu Yan's white sleeve.

After seeing blood, the nature of their fight changed, becoming tinged with a desperate, life-or-death intensity.

Ye Kong had just turned back when he saw the two of them covered in blood from head to toe.

"What's going on?" Ye Kong's question made Qing Long and Chun Xiao react.

Before this, the two had been completely absorbed in watching, seeing nothing wrong. They were just puzzled as to how a simple sparring match had suddenly turned into a deadly struggle.

"Quick, stop them!" Ye Kong immediately flew over, using his sleeve to block Pan Er's fatal blow.

At the moment their eyes met, Ye Kong could only see Pan Er's bloodshot eyes. Pan Er quickly picked up another sword with his other hand and thrust it towards Ye Kong.

Ye Kong slapped the back of Pan Er's head with a backhand. Pan Er's eyes widened as he slowly fell backward.

Chun Xiao and Qing Long quickly came over and helped the severely injured Chu Yan up.

Chu Yan's condition was slightly better. When he saw Ye Kong, he stumbled to his feet, bowed, and said, "Master..."

Ye Kong turned around, saw Chu Yan's miserable state, and immediately began to examine him. Although their fight had only resulted in superficial wounds, Ye Kong sensed a hidden poison surging within Chu Yan's body when he held Chu Yan's wrist.

At first, everything was fine, there were no problems. But when we came across this training ground, Pan Er suggested we have a match. I initially thought it was just a friendly spar, so I agreed. But I don't know what happened to Pan Er, he used much more force than usual, but I didn't pay attention to it. When he cut my arm, I saw him smile, and then every move was a killing blow."

Chu Yan finished speaking and glanced at Pan Er with lingering fear.

"Did you two encounter anything you shouldn't have along the way?" Ye Kong asked.

Chu Yan thought for a moment, "No, we just found a few markers, made notes, and then continued on our way."

Then the problem must be with the training ground.

To find out the reason, Ye Kong called Qing Long and Chun Xiao over, "You two go into the training ground and spar for a bit."

Qing Long and Chun Xiao glanced at each other and immediately decided to go.

"Wait a moment." Ye Kong stopped them, "To avoid further injury, put down your weapons and fight with your bare hands."

The two were obedient to Ye Kong, and immediately put down their weapons and walked into the training ground side by side.

As soon as they entered the training ground, Chun Xiao felt a surge of murderous intent within his heart.

When he looked at Qing Long again, his eyes had unknowingly turned red.

Qing Long was a little scared when he saw Chun Xiao's expression. He turned to Ye Kong and shouted, "Master, Senior Brother Chun Xiao's eyes are so scary."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chun Xiao had already launched a lightning-fast punch straight at Qing Long's face.

Qing Long didn't have time to react and immediately took the full force of the punch, his whole body arching backward and slamming into a tree trunk before falling to the ground.

With a 'wah' sound, Qing Long spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Chun Xiao not only didn't stop, but seemed to be even more activated, throwing himself down on Qing Long.

Qing Long could only close his eyes and shout loudly, "Master!"

This heavy blow didn't land on Qing Long. Ye Kong teleported in front of Qing Long between life and death, taking the hit instead.

Ye Kong staggered slightly. He naturally knew that if this blow had landed, Qing Long would be half-dead even if he didn't die.

Ye Kong met Chun Xiao's eyes, and unsurprisingly, they were exactly the same as Pan Er's. Moreover, Chun Xiao's attack power was much stronger than before.

This training ground was revealing strangeness everywhere.

Ye Kong carried Chun Xiao in one hand, naturally knocking him unconscious as well. He held Qing Long in the other arm, and Qing Long felt the pain on his body lessen under Ye Kong's protection.

After taking the two of them out, he first treated Qing Long. Chun Xiao's punch had used seven or eight tenths of his strength, and Qing Long had a long scar on his face that seeped down from his forehead, and there was also a shallow pit on his forehead.

How should I say it, the injury wasn't serious, but it was extremely insulting.

If there was a mirror, Qing Long could have jumped up instantly and fought Chun Xiao to the death.

However, although that punch hit his face, Qing Long's entire body crashed into the tree and fell down, so his internal organs had been slightly damaged.

Ye Kong used his spiritual energy to transmit it to Qing Long.

Qing Long was surrounded by a rich spiritual energy, and a warm current flowed through his body, and even his breathing seemed less painful. After the treatment, Qing Long got up, moved his arms, and jumped a little, feeling completely healed.

"Wow, it doesn't hurt at all." Qing Long was about to continue moving when Ye Kong grabbed him. Similarly, he took out a bottle of ointment from his sleeve and carefully applied it along the scar on Qing Long's face, covering it completely, and finally wrapped a few circles of bandage around his head, leaving only his eyes, nose, and mouth.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my face?"

Qing Long touched his face in horror, only feeling the tightly wrapped bandage.

He met Chu Yan's eyes, and Chu Yan coughed softly, "It's nothing serious, just a small wound."

"A small wound! Ahhh! My beautiful face!"

Qing Long's endless screams echoed in the forest.

At this time, Pan Er and Chun Xiao, who had been awakened, also woke up slowly.