Senior Martial Brother Cao said, "I haven't finished yet. I must say that this little cultivator, Ye Kong, is really not an ordinary kind of crazy. While we were still chasing him, who would have thought that he would attack the Qing Ming Valley's gate, kill four Foundation Building Spiritual Masters, heavily injure a Core Formation Elder, and escape from under the eyes of Cultivator Shi Dingfeng! "
Jiang Wuyi was even more shocked, "Shi Dingfeng, that's a Great Divine Ability Cultivator who is about to reach the late Nascent Soul stage. To be able to escape from under his eyes, this Ye Kong is so powerful, what is his cultivation level?"
"Sixth-level Qi Refinement!" Senior Martial Brother Cao's eyes were full of yearning. A sixth-level Qi Refinement cultivator was already amazing, but he, a sixth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, still had to serve tea for others. He sighed. "Ai, I don't know how that little cultivator did it."
Jiang Wuyi was also about to faint. "A sixth-level Qi Refinement cultivator seriously injured a Core Formation Ancestor, killed four Foundation Establishment Perfected Masters, and finally escaped from under the nose of a mid-stage Yuanying Ancestor … Oh my god, you're not telling me a story, are you?"
"It's true," Senior Martial Brother Cao said again, "Qing Ming Valley's kill order is the most exaggerated. Killing Ye Kong will give you 100,000 spirit stones. If you capture Ye Kong alive and send him back to Qing Ming Valley, you will be rewarded with 500,000 spirit stones! "
"500,000 spirit stones!" Jiang Wuyi's jaw almost dropped to the ground. Oh my god, 500,000 spirit stones! With these spirit stones, would there still be a need to think about supreme-grade magic artifacts or supreme-grade pills?
Senior Martial Brother Cao laughed and said, "That's why I said you're at a loss. Right now, countless Wu Kingdom cultivators are rushing to the An Kingdom, but you came back by yourself."
Jiang Wuyi bit his lip and said, "I really regret it. If I was in the An Kingdom, I might have earned 500,000 spirit stones."
Hearing their conversation, Ye Kong couldn't help but sigh in his heart. "That old bastard Shi Dingfeng really put in a lot of money. But he wants to capture him alive. Is his purpose for that token? What exactly is that command token that Shi Dingfeng is willing to pay such a high price for? "
Not long after Ye Kong and Jiang Wulin walked in, they saw a mother and son walking over. The mother looked to be in her twenties and was a mortal. However, her face was quite delicate and pretty. Although she was a little married woman, she still had a shy look on her face. She walked with small steps and looked very pretty. Ye Kong couldn't help but take another look at her.
The young woman's son was not very old, about seven or eight years old, but he was very strong.
"Mother! I don't want to leave! I want to be an immortal! "the boy shouted as he walked, looking very annoyed.
"Xuan 'er, it's not that I don't want you to be an immortal. It's that those immortals don't want to accept you because your talent is too poor," said the little woman as she stroked her son's head.
"Then why didn't you help me, Mother!" That Xuan 'er shouted, "The village head and the big families all said that with Mother's beauty, as long as I take off my pants, everything will be easy, even Immortals are no exception … Mother, if you want to help me, just take off your pants in front of Immortal Master once …"
"You!" The little woman never thought that her son would say such disobedient and shameless words in front of everyone. She was really angry as she roared, "Come home with Mother! Xuan 'er, you're too much. How can you let Mother do such a thing! "
That son was quite strong and refused to leave. The little woman's face was red, but she was unable to pull him away.
The little woman became anxious and started crying. As she cried, she scolded, "Elementary scholar, you died early. Why did you leave me this kind of son? He only has a mixed spiritual root, but he insists on being an immortal …"
As the little woman scolded, she wanted to pull her son's ear and drag him away. However, that boy did something shocking.
"Pa, pa, pa, pa!" The boy called Xuan 'er actually raised his hand and slapped his mother over ten times. The little woman's face immediately swelled up, and a trace of blood even flowed out of the corner of her mouth.
This kind of unfilial behavior caused the people who passed by to not be able to continue watching. They all started to criticize Xuan 'er for being too unfilial.
That boy was surrounded by everyone and immediately hid behind his mother. He was so frightened that he started crying. However, the little woman hurriedly protected her son and said to everyone, "It's fine, it's fine. Brothers and Uncles, don't bother about it. This is our family's matter. Xuan 'er is a good child. He's just too agitated …"
"The rod makes the filial son, spoil the disobedient son. This saying is quite true." Jiang Wulin could not help but sigh. He originally wanted to continue walking inside, but he realized that Li Heizi was actually walking towards the mother and son.
"Xuan 'er, do you really want to cultivate to become an immortal?" Ye Kong walked over and asked.
"Of course." The child saw the storage bag hanging on the youth's waist and knew that he was an immortal. He hurriedly nodded.
"Come, let me see your spirit root." Ye Kong extended his hand towards Xuan 'er.
When the child extended his arm, Xuan 'er's mother looked at Ye Kong nervously. She could also tell that this black-faced youth was an immortal. However, her son's spirit root was really too poor. Even if he went to Cloud Talisman Sect to be a servant, they would not accept him.
"Immortal Master, Xuan 'er's spirit root is indeed poor," the little woman said with a red face.
The little woman's words were immediately met with her son's reprimand. "What kind of mother are you!? How can you say that your son is not good in front of outsiders!? "
Although the child was unfilial, he was smart. After scolding his mother, he smiled at Ye Kong and begged, "Immortal Master, please accept me. Once I enter Cloud Talisman Sect, I will definitely cultivate hard and not embarrass you. When you are old, I will take care of you in mourning."
If that day really comes, won't I be tortured to death by you? Ye Kong smiled and said, "Xuan 'er, I can accept you as my disciple and teach you immortal arts."
"Thank you, Master!" The child was overjoyed and wanted to kowtow.
However, Ye Kong said, "However, I am currently not a member of Cloud Talisman Sect. I am just an itinerant cultivator with a sixth-stage Qi Refinement cultivation level. Are you willing to agree?"
When Xuan 'er heard that, his expression turned ugly. However, he immediately thought that he might as well worship him first. If it did not work, he would get rid of this master.
"Master, I am willing."
Ye Kong nodded, asked for Xuan 'er's name and address, and said, "I still have something to do today. You can go back first. In a few days, I will visit personally and teach you cultivation techniques."
Hearing that there was really an immortal who was willing to accept her son, the little woman was so excited that tears streamed down her face. It was pitiful.
She hurriedly knelt down. "Thank you, Immortal Master, for accepting my son as your disciple. I, Bai Jie, will do anything to thank you."
Bai Jie, one more word. If only it was Bai Jie. Ye Kong thought shamelessly. However, he said politely, "Big Sister, please get up. I, Li Heizi, and Xuan 'er are fated. Otherwise, I would not have accepted him as my disciple."
After helping Bai Jie up, the mother and son thanked him profusely.
From afar, Xuan 'er whispered to his mother, "Mother, I was right. Even immortals covet your beauty. That black fellow even touched your hand when he helped you up."
"Xuan 'er! Don't talk nonsense! "Bai Jie 'er blushed.
Behind her, Ye Kong snorted softly. This kind of shameless unfilial son is perfect for me.
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