After returning to his wooden house, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to refine pills. Instead, he dismissed his clones. This was because on the way back, Xiao Chen unintentionally saw Miao Cuiling walking towards him with a sweet smile.
Xiao Chen was lazily leaning against the side of the bed in his room. The door was wide open. After a while, a beautiful figure appeared in front of Xiao Chen.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, so you're here." Just as she reached the door and saw Xiao Chen, a charming and sweet smile immediately appeared on her beautiful face. A soft and gentle voice sounded out. Miao Cuiling walked into the wooden house with graceful steps. Her beautiful eyes were filled with interest as she sized up the lazy Xiao Chen.
"Is something the matter?" Xiao Chen indifferently glanced at the charming Miao Cuiling and asked indifferently. However, with this glance, Xiao Chen's pitch-black eyes also flashed with a hint of passion.
Elegant and delicate, gentle and graceful, beautiful and moving. Such a beauty was extremely tempting to any man. Even Xiao Chen, who had strong willpower, had the urge to push her down on the ground and do her.
"Is this considered seducing me?" Xiao Chen muttered in his heart. Soon after, he suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart.
A mischievous smile appeared on Miao Cuiling's charming face. It was a charming smile that emitted a mature and enchanting charm.
Looking at the charming smile on Miao Cuiling's face, Xiao Chen was stunned. The passion in his eyes reappeared and he was actually a little dazed.
Sensing Xiao Chen's passionate gaze, a shy blush immediately appeared on her beautiful face. Her heart started to beat faster. Soon after, she rolled her eyes at Xiao Chen and said coquettishly, "Junior Brother Xiao Chen, have you seen enough?"
"Eh …" His face froze for a moment before he suddenly regained his senses. His face flushed red as he awkwardly smiled and shifted his gaze away from Miao Cuiling. His expression returned to normal as he said with a smile, "If you have something to say, just say it."
Miao Cuiling walked over and sat beside the table. She glanced at Xiao Chen with her beautiful eyes and said with a gentle smile, "I'm here to bring you good news. The Third Elder has agreed to let you go to the library and cultivate the Profound Rank Divine Arts. How about it? This Senior Martial Sister of mine treats you pretty well, right? "
"Cultivating a profound-level divine technique?" Xiao Chen's face froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why would I need to cultivate your mid-level Deity Technique? Laozi's Divine Might is many times stronger than yours, and there is also the Holy Art.
When she saw Xiao Chen's expression, she thought that Xiao Chen was surprised and shocked, and a smug look appeared on her beautiful face. She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Are you surprised? This is what the Third Elder has agreed to. Even Senior Martial Brother Jiang has nothing to say this time. "
In the Holy World, Deity Techniques were divided into four ranks, from lowest to highest: Yellow, Profound, Earth, and Heaven Deity Techniques. Of course, the Heaven Deity Technique was the strongest.
The Divine World also had Deity Techniques, but it wasn't explicitly stated.
Looking at Miao Cuiling who was happy because of her pride, Xiao Chen sighed and shook his head with a bitter smile. He stared at Miao Cuiling and said indifferently, "Can I not go?"
"No!" Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Miao Cuiling, who was originally happy because of her pride, suddenly frowned. She pouted her sexy little mouth, put her hands on her hips, and leaned her upper body slightly towards Xiao Chen. Her beautiful round eyes stared at Xiao Chen as she shouted threateningly.
Even her angry look was so charming. If the disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace saw this, they would definitely be envious. They had never seen Miao Cuiling shout at a disciple so intimately.
His face twitched as he looked at Miao Cuiling, who changed her expression faster than flipping a book, in astonishment. He could only nod in a daze.
"Let's go." Seeing Xiao Chen nod, a charming smile appeared on her beautiful face again. She raised her eyebrows proudly again as if declaring victory. Soon after, she pulled Xiao Chen's arm and walked out of the wooden house.
"Sigh, here comes trouble again. Can't I still cultivate?" Xiao Chen was helplessly pulled out of the door by Miao Cuiling. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was depressed. Why did this little girl keep pestering him?
Passing through many small paths, Miao Cuiling pulled Xiao Chen all the way to the square. Everywhere they passed, the disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace were stunned and stood there dumbfounded. ,
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen is really something. He has only been in the Qinglan Holy Palace for less than a day and he has already won over Senior Sister Miao?"
"Senior Sister Miao can't have taken a fancy to Junior Brother Xiao Chen, right? I've never seen Senior Martial Sister Miao treat anyone so well before. "
"If Senior Brother Jiang sees this, he will be in trouble."
The disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace whispered to each other. Their eyes were filled with envy and jealousy. The disciples who had a crush on Miao Cuiling looked at Xiao Chen with hostility. They couldn't wait to beat Xiao Chen up.
Sensing the envious and hostile eyes of the Qinglan Holy Palace disciples, Xiao Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. He thought, "This lady is simply a troublemaker. I feel that she is more powerful than the two troublemakers of the Xiaoyao Family."
It was unknown if a disciple had gone to inform Jiang Ming. When Xiao Chen and Miao Cuiling just passed by the square of the palace, Jiang Ming, whose face was gloomy and full of anger, hurried out of one of the palaces. When he saw Miao Cuiling pulling Xiao Chen's arm, the anger on his face became more intense.
"Master, your rival in love is here again." The divine sword transmitted its voice. It had already seen the livid Jiang Ming rushing over angrily. However, when he reached the square, the anger and gloominess on his face had completely dissipated. He did not dare to show it in front of Miao Cuiling.
"Alas, I knew there would be a rival in love. What rival in love? Don't talk nonsense. I am a married man. "After sighing helplessly, Xiao Chen suddenly reacted. He immediately rolled his eyes and transmitted his voice.
"Just now, I saw that the way Master looked at Miao Cuiling was strange." The divine sword transmitted its voice and joked.
"I … I was thinking of Qing 'er and Xue' er …" Xiao Chen tried his best to explain. However, he was a little guilty and lacked confidence.
Just now, when he saw Miao Cuiling's charming and sweet smile in the wooden house, Xiao Chen was indeed a little absent-minded. However, he did not have any evil thoughts. He did not want to let Mu Qing and Oriental Snow down. Moreover, he already had a child of his own.
"Junior Sister Miao, where are you going?" Jiang Ming greeted them with a face full of smiles. However, when he looked at Xiao Chen, there was a hint of anger and obscurity in his eyes. It was as if he wanted Xiao Chen to take the initiative to shake off his hand.
However, the more Jiang Ming acted like this, the more Xiao Chen did not shake off his hand. His face was indifferent as if nothing had happened.
What a joke. How could Xiao Chen be afraid of a small Jiang Ming?
Xiao Chen's attitude of not paying attention to him immediately made Jiang Ming furious. However, in front of Miao Cuiling, he could not vent his anger. He could only suppress his anger.
Because of the previous incident of Qinglan Holy Palace, Miao Cuiling was still a little unhappy. Therefore, she did not give Jiang Ming any face. She glanced at Jiang Ming indifferently and did not have any intention of stopping. She pulled Xiao Chen away and said indifferently, "It's none of your business."
Miao Cuiling's indifference stunned Jiang Ming. His face immediately became gloomy. When he saw that Xiao Chen was still shrugging his shoulders, his anger erupted. His face was ferocious and his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent. He gritted his teeth and his body trembled. He almost could not control his anger and wanted to rush up and beat Xiao Chen.
Seeing Jiang Ming's terrifying appearance, the other disciples wanted to come closer to watch the show. However, now they were so scared that they broke out in cold sweat. No one dared to come closer.
"Stinking brat, just you wait!" Jiang Ming said viciously in his heart and immediately followed after.
"There's a good show to watch!" The other disciples followed.
On the left side of the main palace of the Qinglan Holy Palace, there was a luxurious pavilion which was heavily guarded by guards. There was also an old man with a high cultivation base guarding the pavilion. The library could be said to be the forbidden area of the Qinglan Holy Palace.
"Library? Why did Junior Sister Miao bring this stinking brat to the library? Could it be a cultivation technique? This stinking brat must have gone to the Third Elder to plead for mercy. Hmph! "Jiang Ming was stunned when he arrived at the library. Then, his face became gloomy again.
As he walked step by step, Jiang Ming gave a look to one of the guards at the entrance of the library. The guard who knew about the conflict between Xiao Chen and Jiang Ming nodded inwardly.
"Senior Sister Miao, what brings you to the library today?" A disciple guarding the entrance of the library asked politely.
"The Third Elder has agreed to let Junior Brother Xiao Chen cultivate a Profound Level Divine Cultivation Technique. Quickly open the door." Glancing at the disciple, Miao Cuiling chuckled. Her beautiful face was indifferent. Her usual sweet smile was gone. It seemed that the kind of sweet smile that could enchant people only appeared in front of Xiao Chen.
Rolling his eyes, the disciple revealed a look of embarrassment. He smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Sister Miao, I won't let you in. If something happens, I won't be able to explain it."
"This is the Third Elder's token! Quickly open the door. " Miao Cuiling frowned and her beautiful face darkened. She held up a black token and shouted. A trace of anger appeared in her heart. This kind of thing had never happened before. Since Xiao Chen came, all kinds of messy things had happened.
"Senior Sister Miao, don't make things difficult for me. I …" The disciple wanted to die. That was the Third Elder's token. Seeing the token was the same as seeing the Third Elder. No one could stop them. However, Jiang Ming's eyes clearly told him not to let them in. Both sides were not to be trifled with. This made him anxious and at a loss.
However, Jiang Ming seemed to have noticed something. He hurried forward and said with a smile, "Junior Brother, the token is now the Third Elder. Open the door."
"Senior Brother Jiang, you came at the right time. It's not that I don't want to open the door. There are rules. Even if you have the Third Elder's token, you can't enter the library if you don't have the qualifications." The disciple smiled bitterly again.
"Rules? What rules? " Miao Cuiling frowned and asked coldly. She really didn't know when the Qinglan Holy Palace had so many rules.
Xiao Chen was watching the show indifferently. He didn't say a word and looked indifferent. With Xiao Chen's intelligence, he had already guessed that Jiang Ming was behind this.
The disciple smiled bitterly and said, "If Junior Brother Xiao Chen can defeat any of the Qinglan Holy Palace's disciples, then he is qualified to cultivate the Qinglan Holy Palace's divine techniques, not to mention a profound level divine technique."
"Junior Sister Miao, this is indeed difficult. With Junior Brother Xiao Chen's weak strength, it's impossible for him to defeat the Qinglan Holy Palace's disciples. Let's forget about it. Don't anger the Deacon Elder." Jiang Ming was pleased with himself. However, although he was' persuading ', his words were full of attacks.
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