Slap!
There was a loud slap and Tianyang reappeared next to Lan Xinran.
However, there was a blood-red palm print on Wang Qingling's face.
"Ah!" Wang Qingling screamed in pain. She held her left cheek in disbelief. "You … You hit me?"
"Miss!"
On the other hand, the guard who had expressed his disdain for Heavenly Sun saw this and his expression changed drastically.
"You bastard, how dare you lay your hands on the Young Miss!"
In the next moment, the guard unleashed his demigod cultivation and charged at Tianyang.
However, Tianyang tilted his head and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
A cold aura similar to that of a demonic cultivator was released from Tianyang's body. The guard who charged at Tianyang froze on the spot.
Cold sweat rolled down his forehead and he looked at Tianyang with fear in his eyes.
"You, you, you … You are … a demonic cultivator!"
The demigod guard said in a trembling voice. Not only was he sweating, but his entire body was also trembling.
Demonic cultivators were well known in the Realm of the Gods.
His methods were ruthless and strange, and his temperament was perverse. Because the source of his cultivation technique was the Demon Race, his divine power and Vital Energy were hard to guard against.
However, since they were all humans, the Realm of the Gods did not exterminate all demonic cultivators.
However, the demonic cultivators were unscrupulous and disregarded all rules. They were imprinted in everyone's mind.
The demigod guard could tell at a glance that the young man in front of him was far more powerful than him.
If the young man's demonic cultivator instincts were to explode, he would have killed him in Yingtian City. Even if he would be punished, he would still be dead.
"Demonic cultivator?!"
Wang Qingling's expression changed when she heard that. She looked at Tianyang in shock.
This ragged and battered fellow was actually a demonic cultivator?
Wang Qingling immediately felt a little scared.
"You can recognize me, but you still want to die?"
Tianyang looked coldly at the guard and master in front of him.
Coupled with Tianyang's simulated cold aura, the two people in front of him were completely stunned.
"No … No …" The guard's entire body trembled as he hurriedly said, "It's just that the Eldest Young Miss is blind …"
"Shut up!" Wang Qingling's body trembled as he glared at Heavenly Sun.
"So what if you're a devil cultivator? Would the demonic cultivators still dare to be lawless? Even the elders and deacons of the Lan Clan wouldn't dare to touch me. How could a mere devil cultivator … "
Pu.
Although Tianyang did not move, a small wound suddenly appeared on the left side of Wang Qingling's neck.
Even though the wound was extremely small, it still made Wang Qingling shudder.
To be able to make a move on his neck without anyone noticing.
In that case, he would also be able to kill him without anyone knowing!
"Eldest Miss, don't say anymore!" The guard at the side did not know that Tianyang had already made his move. He hurriedly said, "It's okay to lower your head now."
"Tell me what you said earlier about Ye Chen."
Tianyang cracked his knuckles and said indifferently.
As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Ye Chen was so bold that he directly caused a ruckus in the Immortal Emperor's branch.
Tianyang naturally wanted to know who the No. 2 on the True Dragon Leaderboard was.
Even though he had snatched the No. 1 spot from him.
"Ye Chen?"
Wang Qingling was stunned. She did not expect Tianyang to suddenly say that. Thinking back, this guy had said the same thing in the beginning.
"Actually … I-I only heard about it."
Wang Qingling said with a trembling voice. Hearing that, Tianyang frowned. 'You heard about it, yet you're still pretending?'
'Is there something wrong with Wang Qingling's brain?'
"Speak."
Tianyang said with an indifferent expression.
"According to Secret Inquirer, the last time Ye Chen appeared was in a city three hundred thousand miles away from Yingtian City."
"According to Ye Chen's movements, his destination seems to be Yingtian City!"
"Recently, the most special thing about Yingtian City is the upcoming Martial Dao Arena!"
Wang Qingling said. Tianyang's eyes lit up when he heard that.
Did that mean that Ye Chen would participate in the Martial Dao Arena this time?
"Sure."
Tianyang nodded. If that was the case, it would give him another reason to participate in the Martial Dao Arena.
However, Ye Chen clearly had a grudge against the Immortal Emperor.
The highest reward in the Martial Dao Arena was to go to the Immortal Emperor.
Ye Chen's goal seemed to be similar to Tianyang's?
"Get lost."
Tianyang said indifferently. Hearing that, the guard and Wang Qingling left in a hurry as if they had been pardoned.
Lan Xinran, who was at the side, looked at Tianyang with a dumbfounded expression.
When they first met, this demonic cultivator was quite easy to talk to. Why was he suddenly so cold?
"You know that … Ye Chen?"
Lan Xinran probed carefully. Hearing that, Tianyang shrugged. He neither admitted nor denied it.
He sighed in his heart. The title of a demonic cultivator was really useful.
If he acted domineeringly, he would not need to do so much at all. He would just scare the other party away.
"Speaking of which, where do I go to get that slot?"
Tianyang asked.
"Uh … Actually, you can go to my Lan family. The Lan family is one of the organizers of this Martial Dao Arena."
Lan Xinran replied blankly. Then, she checked the head of the Mountain Shaking Wolf in her space pouch and smiled.
"Maybe my father will give you three qualifications."
…
"This is Wen Tianji. As long as the price is right, you can ask anything."
In a small alley in Yingtian City.
Wen Tian Ji, who was famous throughout the entire God Realm, was located in this unremarkable little alley.
When the cultivator in Wen Tianji saw someone walk in, he raised his head and smiled.
He looked like an ordinary waiter in a restaurant, but with a slight sense, one could tell.
This ordinary-looking cultivator was actually a Heaven Great Saint!
"Information about the Martial Dao Arena and the Immortal Emperor."
A black-robed youth walked in and threw out a space pouch.
"Information about the Martial Dao Arena isn't worth much, but the Immortal Emperor is worth at least ten million Reiki. Are you sure?"
The cultivator took the space pouch and did not check it immediately. Instead, he asked again.
"Yes, it's enough."
The black-robed youth said indifferently. Hearing that, the cultivator nodded respectfully. Then, he took out a scroll.
"This is information about the Martial Dao Arena. There are all kinds of information about the Immortal Emperor."
"The biggest threat to the Immortal Emperor."
"Alright."
The cultivator maintained his smile. He took out a scroll that had been sealed for a long time and handed it to the black-robed youth.
Then, he checked the space pouch. After confirming that there were no mistakes, he kept it.
However, from the corner of his eyes, he saw an imprint on the space pouch that he did not manage to erase in time.
There was also the aura of the Immortal Flame.
He raised his head and smiled at the back of the black-robed youth.
"Welcome back, Mister Ye."
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