Yan Zhuixing, who was fleeing in a hurry, bumped into several groups of people along the way, but they were all sent away by Third Xin. He should be happy to pass the test easily, but Yan Zhuixing got angrier the more he thought about it. Whenever he thought of Yue Qianchou, he would gnash his teeth in hatred …
Different from Yue Qianchou's ostentatious style of doing things, Yan Zhuixing always wanted to develop in a low-key manner, but there was someone who didn't let him have his way. From the beginning in the Hundred Flowers Valley until now, as long as he met Yue Qianchou, that guy would force him to become famous together with him.
Now, one of them was the world's number one expert below the Spirit Severing Stage, who had killed countless people, and he had offended everyone. The other one was an absolutely dangerous person with a peerless skill, who was coveted by many people. The two juniors from the Chinese Cultivation World were famous in the world together. The difference was that the former had found a strong backer, and no one dared to touch him openly for the time being. The latter was unlucky. He only had Bing Chengzi as his backer, so he was easier to bully. Naturally, people would find trouble with him first.
Yan Zhuixing really couldn't figure it out. Regardless of whether they were enemies or not, both of them were outstanding figures of the new generation in the Cultivation World. Didn't that guy know that the tallest tree in the forest would be blown away by the wind? Before he had the ability to protect himself, it was simply courting death to face so many experts with such great fanfare. Even if he had a backer, he couldn't rely on him for a lifetime, right?
It was a complete country bumpkin, a local tycoon, and a nouveau riche. It was a miracle that he didn't die today … This was Yan Zhuixing's evaluation of Yue Qianchou.
However, what he didn't reflect on was that since the day he was born in the Chinese Cultivation World, he was destined to have a height and starting point that many cultivators couldn't reach in their lifetime. His grandfather was the leader of the number one sect in the Chinese Cultivation World of Diabolism. His maternal grandfather was the leader of the number one sect in the righteous path. He also had the halo of the young palace master of the Hundred Flowers Palace.
When others were still struggling in the Ruoshui River for basic living conditions, he was already standing on the beautiful mountain peak. He didn't even want to look at it. Instead, he kept a low profile and looked around at the crowd that had already climbed ashore, to see who could be of use to him. This was what he meant by being low-key. With a high-profile identity and qualifications, it was easy for him to say that he was low-key.
But what did Yue Qianchou have at that time? There was nothing. Living in the cultivation world where the strong preyed on the weak, not to mention dignity, they didn't even have the right to ensure their own survival. Ever since he joined Aung Kwang-tsung, he had been in constant danger of being devoured.
If you accidentally said something wrong, even if you revealed a look that made others unhappy, they could take your life. This was something that could happen in an instant. Moreover, if he died, he wouldn't even have the chance to show himself. He wouldn't even have the right to bury his head and keep a low profile.
It was not easy for him to join Supporting Immortal Island, but there were always people who wanted to harm him. He did the lowliest and most despised job. He was already so low-key that he couldn't be any more low-key. He almost dug a hole to bury himself alive, but he was still in a precarious situation. In the end, he was forced to abandon his dignity as a man and knelt down to beg for help for the sake of some spiritual herb seeds that could help him turn over a new leaf. It didn't matter if he lost his face, but he still owed a favor until now … A person of noble birth like Yan Zhuixing would never be able to understand the pain of a small fry like Yue Qianchou.
Yue Qianchou sometimes looked back at the few women he met along the way. Bai Suzhen had never looked at him differently because of the change in his status. She had always helped him unreservedly. When he was tired, she was a trustworthy harbor that he could rely on.
Furong also wouldn't look down on him because of his lowly status. On the contrary, from the moment the two of them met, he started to bully her. Yue Qianchou was the only pure person left in this world until now. She treated his words as an imperial edict and did whatever he told her to do without any consideration.
Yue Qianchou couldn't imagine how guilty he would feel if he hurt her. As a result, Yue Qianchou was in fear and trepidation. He was afraid that this girl would suffer even the slightest grievance. Whatever she wanted, Yue Qianchou would satisfy it at all costs and put in all his effort to protect her. In fact, Furong wouldn't make any excessive requests of him.
With the existence of these two women, Yue Qianchou's heart was incomparably strong. He had the confidence to face any difficulties. Even if his final outcome was to be beaten into a cripple with four limbs missing, he did not lose everything. He still had the most precious thing. He had no reason to believe that these two women would still wholeheartedly accompany and take care of him for the rest of his life. They could stand the test of time. Even if he had the backing of the world's number one expert, Bi Changchun, it wasn't as reassuring as these two women's soft shoulders.
As for the other women, if he didn't have the corresponding strength to conquer them, would they fall in love with a little cultivator who was at the mercy of others …? Yue Qianchou believed that they were also good women. However, he subconsciously didn't dare to think too deeply about it. He just constantly gave himself confidence that they were also very good women. They were very good to him, very good!
Yue Qianchou was a small character struggling in the endless weak waters of the cultivation world. He struggled to stay alive in the endless weak waters of the cultivation world. When he finally climbed ashore and wanted to rest, he found that there were ferocious beasts eyeing him covetously. A good person had become a rare animal. There were only two paths for him to choose. He could either live with his tail between his legs like most people, or he could risk his life to stand out and fight for his own rights. He chose the latter without any hesitation …
Yan Zhuixing had the capital to be low-key, but Yue Qianchou didn't. The latter wanted to quickly stand out and get rid of the precarious situation, so he could only prepare to be low-key and be a high-profile person. When his crazy methods started to make people afraid, he was no longer a small cultivator that everyone could bully. At the very least, those cultivators at the same level as him didn't dare to provoke him anymore. His reputation rose, and many big figures who couldn't come into contact with him in the past began to notice his existence and reached out to recruit him. Yan Zhuixing had also noticed him at that time and wanted to take him in for his own use.
Until now, Yue Qianchou's reputation in the various countries could be said to be notorious. However, he still managed to carve out a path of blood and successfully protected himself. At the very least, other than the top Soul Formation experts in the cultivation world, cultivators below the Soul Formation stage didn't dare to easily find trouble with him.
This was the difference between Yan Zhuixing, who was born with a noble background and acted low-key, and Yue Qianchou, who was born with a grassroots background and acted high-key. It was because everyone's starting point was different. There was no such thing as country bumpkin, local tycoon, or nouveau riche. At the end of the day, everyone wanted to succeed by hook or by crook. There were also many people who died in Yan Zhuixing's hands. Different paths led to the same goal, and it all depended on who won in the end.
"Swoosh!" The giant silver sword blocked in front of Bing Chengzi and his disciple who were trying to leave the Cornucopia …
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn. It seemed that Wen Lanfeng was starting to stand up for Yue Qianchou. Pei Fang and the other two looked at each other and laughed in their hearts. It couldn't be better to directly get rid of Bing Chengzi through Wen Lanfeng's hands.
Yue Qianchou was also full of excitement. He didn't kill Yan Zhuixing, but it was also good to kill his backer. This guy's thinking was very simple. As long as it was his opponent's power, he would not let it go if he could eradicate it. The weaker the opponent, the stronger he would be.
Bing Chengzi secretly cursed. It would probably be hard for him to have a good ending today. He turned to stare at Wen Lanfeng and said, "Wen Lanfeng, I have no enmity with you. What do you mean by this?"
Wen Lanfeng's body began to emit a threatening aura. His long hair gradually fluttered behind him. He stared at Bing Chengzi ruthlessly and said indifferently, "What do I mean? Do I still need to explain?"
The Spirit Severing Stage experts in the air retreated one after another. Once these two guys started fighting, the remaining power would be very frightening and could easily harm the innocent.
Bing Chengzi also knew that he was no match for Wen Lanfeng. It was meaningless for him to risk his life. He looked at Lu Yanqing who was wearing a gauze hat and said, "Miss Lu, my Ice Palace has always been very respectful to Spirit Fang Valley. Every year, we would send disciples to collect 'Snow Spirit Grass' and offer it. I hope Miss Lu can plead for this old man from Brother Wen on account of our many years of friendship. "
He was flexible and good at finding people. He found Wen Lanfeng's nemesis in an instant. As a result, Wen Lanfeng's threatening aura weakened a little before Lu Yanqing opened her mouth. Pei Fang and the others frowned at the sight.
Lu Yanqing was silent for a while. She tilted her head to look at Wen Lanfeng and sighed slightly, "Does everything need to be solved by fighting and killing?"
Although her words didn't sound like she was pleading for Bing Chengzi, it was no different from stopping Wen Lanfeng from fighting. In the end, Wen Lanfeng didn't say a word. The giant silver sword whooshed back into his storage bag.
Bing Chengzi cupped his hands at Wen Lanfeng and said, "Thank you for your mercy, Brother Wen." Then he cupped his hands at Lu Yanqing and said, "I will remember Miss Lu's kindness. As long as the Ice Palace is here, if Spirit Fang Valley encounters any trouble, the Ice Palace will definitely do its best to help. Farewell! "The master and disciple quickly flew away.
Wen Lanfeng looked at Nongzhu and Yue Qianchou apologetically, seemingly hoping that they would understand. Nongzhu was speechless but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't stop Bing Chengzi. Everyone didn't expect that a big battle would be resolved by Lu Yanqing's words …
Yue Qianchou was both angry and amused. He didn't expect Lu Yanqing's words to have such a great influence on Wen Lanfeng. Wen Lanfeng didn't think that at this point, everyone's position was already clear. Those who were enemies couldn't be let go. Maybe people will accept Lu Yanqing's feelings, but they won't necessarily accept your Wen Lanfeng's feelings, because everyone knows that you and I, Yue Qianchou, are on the same side, but I, Yue Qianchou, and Yan Zhuixing are sworn enemies.
For the first time, Yue Qianchou had the idea of stripping Lu Yanqing naked and throwing her on the bed to vent his anger. This woman was too bullshit. If you don't know anything, don't get involved. In the cultivation world, if problems could be solved by talking nicely, then everyone would ask you to be the peacemaker. What's the point of fighting? What's the point of fighting? What's the point of fighting?
There were some words that had to be said. Yue Qianchou stared at Lu Yanqing and said in a low voice, "Senior Lu's compassion is really admirable, but I have a word of advice for you. You let the Ice Palace people go today, but if they hurt Spirit Fang Valley in the future, I hope you won't regret it. "
"Yue Qianchou! Stop it. "Nongzhu frowned and stopped him.
Wen Lanfeng smiled apologetically and said, "Yue Qianchou, I'll let it go this time, next time …"
"You're too kind, Senior." Yue Qianchou waved his hand to interrupt him and said indifferently, "It's better to rely on yourself than on others. I won't bother you next time. I just hope Senior Wen and Senior Lu can fulfill their promise. "
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