After knowing that the young man in front of him was the Holy Son of the Void Spirit Sacred Ground, Qin Yichen did not need to ask about anything else.
That was because the head dumpling was enough to explain everything.
Ying Xinghui was able to become the Holy Son of the Void Spirit Sacred Ground, which meant that he was powerful.
"Holy Son Ying, this is the Prospective Holy Son of Taihao, Qin Yichen."
Bei Ling introduced him to Ying Xinghui. However, seeing that Ying Xinghui was not interested, Bei Ling quickly turned to Feng Qianxue. "That lady has the Phoenix Martial Spirit!"
"Oh."
Only then did Ying Xinghui's gaze fall on Feng Qianxue, who was half-hiding behind Qin Yichen. It was only at first glance that his gaze was attracted.
As the Holy Son of the Void Spirit Sacred Ground, he had seen too many beautiful ladies. At first, he felt that they were fresh, but after a while, he felt that they were nothing special.
However, the lady in front of him made his eyes light up.
The lady was so beautiful that it was almost unreal. Her oval face was as white as jade, her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were like black gems, her nose was straight, her lips were red, her teeth were white, and her hair was as smooth as silk.
Her figure was tall and beautiful, and she stood there like a blooming lotus. Her skin was glowing. She was perfect, and even the long dress could not hide her beautiful curves.
Such a young girl was like a fairy that had walked out of a painting. Every frown and smile was so awe-inspiring.
Even though there was a hint of anger on her face, it showed another kind of beauty that made people want to get close to her and protect her.
Bei Ling only took one look at Ying Xinghui and he knew that the Holy Son of the Void Spirit Sacred Ground was captivated.
Moreover, what captivated Ying Xinghui was not Feng Qianxue's Phoenix Martial Spirit, but her beautiful face.
"Hehe!"
Bei Ling's lips curled into a smile.
Qin Yichen's eyes became colder.
He did not expect Bei Ling to be such a narrow-minded person. He did not even care about the interests of the Void Spirit Sacred Ground.
If he offended Qin Yichen, then the matter of the recombination pill would definitely be delayed in the Holy Land. However, Bei Ling didn't care about this.
Perhaps Bei Ling's talent was outstanding, but in terms of temperament, he was definitely not a qualified Son of Saint.
"Miss, I am Ying Xinghui."
Ying Xinghui said directly to Feng Qianxue, who was standing behind Qin Yichen. He appeared modest and courteous, like a gentleman, and did not overstep his boundaries.
However, his action undoubtedly ignored Qin Yichen who was standing there.
Of course, in his heart, Qin Yichen was just a candidate from a holy land that he had never even heard of. How could he be worthy of his attention?!
Although both of them had Saint's Head Dumplings, their statuses were worlds apart!
Qin Yichen didn't say anything, but he took a step to the side and blocked Feng Qianxue's view.
His small action caused the smile on Ying Xinghui's face to stiffen slightly.
Without a doubt, this was not giving him any face!
Furthermore, it could even be seen as a provocation!
Ying Xinghui's face revealed his displeasure.
In his eyes, Qin Yichen's actions were completely reckless!
Bei Ling finally laughed.
He laughed at Qin Yichen's overestimation of his abilities.
Although Ying Xinghui wouldn't do anything to Qin Yichen in Divine Sky City, once they were out of Divine Sky City, it would be unknown.
The fact that Ying Xinghui was able to bid for the Son of Saint meant that he was definitely not a soft-hearted person!
The Void Spirit Holy Land was one of the top eight holy lands. How could there not be someone who was as talented as Ying Xinghui?
This was definitely not the case.
"You are that … Qin … Qin something?"
Ying Xinghui was indeed the Son of Void Spirit Holy Land. He reacted quickly, and his lips curled into a playful smile as he spoke slowly.
"Qin Yichen."
Bei Ling said beside him.
"Oh, right. Qin Yichen."
The smile on Ying Xinghui's face was chilling. The people behind him all knew that Ying Xinghui's expression was when he wanted to kill Qin Yichen.
Instantly, they looked at Qin Yichen as if they were looking at a dead man.
"I can see that this Son of Saint Qin is extraordinary. Ordinary people can't compare to him."
Ying Xinghui didn't say anything to suppress Qin Yichen. Instead, he praised him.
Of course, he could use his status to suppress Qin Yichen, but that would be a very demeaning thing to do.
Especially when he saw that Qin Yichen was only a high-level emperor realm cultivator. Deep in his eyes, there was a trace of disdain.
He couldn't even be bothered to call a holy land a quasi-holy land a high-level emperor realm cultivator.
"That's right. The Son of Saint Qin looks like he's only in his teens, but he already has such achievements. His future will be limitless …"
The people behind him also began to flatter Qin Yichen.
"Are you done talking?"
Qin Yichen's expression didn't change in the face of all the flattery. Instead, he spoke indifferently.
His indifferent tone caused the flattery to immediately stop. Numerous pairs of eyes were filled with astonishment as they looked at him in astonishment.
Whether they were sincere or not, they were still flattering him. Qin Yichen's tone made them feel like they were clowns.
"If you're done talking, then please make way. I still have things to do."
They fell silent, but Qin Yichen spoke again. Then, he walked around them and walked toward the entrance of the treasure area.
Ying Xinghui stood where he was for a long time without moving.
However, the smile on his face froze.
He, the Holy Son of the Void Spirit Sacred Land, Ying Xinghui, was ignored for the first time in history!
"Bastard!"
The people behind him were furious. They wanted to grab Qin Yichen.
"Interesting …"
Ying Xinghui opened his mouth. His voice was very calm, but there was a frightening flash of coldness in his eyes.
Qin Yichen's reaction was indeed beyond his expectations.
He had never seen someone who could treat him so indifferently after knowing his identity.
Unless that person's identity was on par with his.
However, Qin Yichen obviously wasn't on par with him.
However, Qin Yichen's reaction was even more indifferent than those who were on par with him.
After all, for those who were of the same status as him, Ying Xinghui was definitely a difficult opponent for them, and they had to treat him seriously. However, Qin Yichen completely ignored him.
Just like how he had treated Qin Yichen earlier.
This was a form of contempt!
It was a form of contempt for those who were on par with him!
"Hahaha …"
Ying Xinghui laughed out loud. However, his laughter seemed sinister and terrifying to the crowd. It sent chills down their spines.
This Ying Xinghui was the scariest.
At the same time, they knew that Ying Xinghui would never let Qin Yichen off.
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