"Thank you, Sect Master Jian, for not being stingy with your sword and allowing me to break through to the Blood Ignition Realm."
It was clearly a word of thanks. However, when everyone heard it, they found it somewhat peculiar. Jian Ao, on the other hand, found it highly ironic. He had originally wanted to kill off Ye Qinghan. Unexpectedly, he had become a stepping stone for Ye Qinghan's breakthrough.
Jian Ao's face was ashen. Now that Qin Zheng had already revealed Ye Qinghan's identity, he did not dare to make a move. Otherwise, it would be equivalent to declaring war on the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. Compared to the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, the Sky Sword Sect was like an elephant compared to an ant.
"Brother Ye, how are you going to deal with this matter?" Qin Zheng said while clasping his fists.
The words' Brother Ye 'caused Jian Ao and the others to tremble. Qin Zheng was the Head Deacon of the Ling-Bao Pavilion in Jiangning County. His position was comparable to that of a Duke. Yet, he actually called the sixteen year old Ye Qinghan' Brother Ye '. How respectful was this?
Qin Zheng was trying to be friendly with Ye Qinghan not only because Ye Qinghan knew how to brew Purple Light Wine, but also because he could not see through Ye Qinghan. He always felt that Ye Qinghan would soar into the clouds like a great roc spreading its wings. At this time, selling some benefits would not be a loss no matter what.
The Sky Sword Sect disciples' eyes were wide open, looking at Ye Qinghan in disbelief. The one who called Ye Qinghan 'brother Ye' was Qin Zheng, a three star Bitter Sea stage expert. His battle strength was not inferior to Jian Ao's. After all, the level of his martial skills was much higher than Jian Ao's.
Several female disciples' eyes were filled with stars. They wanted to say something but hesitated. They could not wait to pounce on this thick thigh right now.
"Master, the Sky Sword Sect has a treasure!" The parrot suddenly transmitted, its voice dignified and very serious.
"What is it?" Ye Qinghan raised his eyebrows and took the initiative to communicate with the parrot through his consciousness.
"I don't know," said the parrot excitedly. "The spiritual energy is abundant, but it's being suppressed. It's very faint. Give me some time, and I'll be able to find it. Let's sneak in!"
Ye Qinghan nodded silently. He lifted his eyes to look at Jian Ao and lowered his posture. He bowed slightly and said, "I was reckless and hurt a few of my senior brothers. Senior Sect Master disregarded our past enmity and sparred with me. He even helped me break through and benefited Qinghan greatly. I feel guilty and hope that Sect Master will forgive me if I have offended you."
"Eh?" Jian Ao was taken aback. He hadn't expected Ye Qinghan to not take advantage of the situation to extort money from the Heavenly Sword Sect. Instead, he had taken the initiative to apologize, giving him face.
Ye Qinghan was neither servile nor overbearing. He did not take advantage of the situation to bully others. Instead, he knew when to advance and retreat. Ye Qinghan's words instantly gained the goodwill of everyone present. Even Jian Ao felt somewhat embarrassed.
"This child can be taught!" Master Yu nodded, very satisfied with Ye Qinghan's words.
Wang Xufei nodded as well. He was extremely satisfied with this' cheap grandson '.
"Hahaha, we're all family. Just now Sect Master was deliberately testing Qinghan. Otherwise, how could a ninth level Body Refinement cultivator escape from a Bitter Sea stage expert? We've all misunderstood senior brother Sect Master. Us old fellows can't see through things as clearly as Qinghan! "Huo Yunluo laughed heartily, giving Jian Ao enough face. He also secretly praised Ye Qinghan for being smooth and slick.
"Hahaha …" Jian Ao pretended to laugh. At this time, if he didn't take the opportunity to step down, then he would be looking for trouble. He then put his arm around Ye Qinghan's shoulder and praised without holding back, "Qinghan, you really are the son of Old Seven. Welcome back to the sect. If you don't mind, this old man will accept you as a direct disciple. How about it?"
The situation had reversed. Just now, it was still shouting and killing, danger lurking everywhere. At this moment, it had become joyous and harmonious.
The young disciples all thought that Jian Ao was really going easy on Ye Qinghan. They couldn't help but be enlightened, nodding their heads.
"I knew it. How could a ninth level Body Refinement cultivator escape from Sect Master's hands. So it was Sect Master's intention."
"But this Ye Qinghan's battle strength is not inferior to Senior Brother Jian Shisan of the Sky Sword Peak. Now that he has broken through to the Blood Ignition Realm, he is definitely one of the strongest contenders for the position of Senior Brother!"
The younger generation discussed animatedly, causing Jian Ao's face to gradually regain some color, preserving his face.
Hearing Ye Qinghan's words, Qin Zheng secretly thought, "This Ye Qinghan is definitely not a good person. He actually took the initiative to give face to Jian Ao. I'm afraid he has other plans. But this person will definitely be brilliant in the future. I definitely cannot offend him."
Ye Qinghan faintly smiled, shaking his head and rejecting Jian Ao's invitation. He bowed to Wang Xufei and said, "Grandson Ye Qinghan greets grandfather."
"Ha, ha, ha! Good, my good grandson, since you can disregard the past and come back, this old man is extremely happy. Come to the Broken Sword Peak. If no new disciples come, the Broken Sword Peak will be disbanded. "Wang Xufei was ecstatic as he laughed.
"Good, I'll join the Broken Sword Peak." Ye Qinghan lightly nodded his head.
Ye Qinghan looked at Qin Zheng and said, "I'll have to trouble Mister Qin to send my giant tiger to the Sky Sword Sect. I'll ask you to quickly complete the matter I asked of you. Once the materials arrive, I'll immediately brew the Purple Light Wine."
"Good. This is your identity token, representing my Spirit Treasure Pavilion. Even Duke Situ can't do anything to you." Qin Zheng handed over a golden token with the word 'Glory' engraved on it. It represented an extraordinary position.
Ye Qinghan did not refuse and reached out to take it. As long as he had this identity token, Situ Yunxiao would definitely not dare to make a move against him in public.
After Qin Zheng left, the people of the Sky Sword Sect also left. This was the day of reunion for the Broken Sword Peak.
Ye Mengxi used the Stalactite Essence to wake up Wang Shi. She followed Wang Xufei into the Broken Sword Peak. Looking at the Sky Sword Sect, which was a hundred times more luxurious than the Ye Clan, he did not feel any sense of belonging. All he wanted was the treasures of the Sky Sword Sect, treasures that even the parrot was looking forward to.
Wang Xufei looked at the family of three excitedly. It was as if he had become ten years younger. However, when he saw that Wang Xian 'er was older than him, his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife.
"Xian 'er, father will definitely try to buy the Face Restoration Pill for you!" Wang Xufei said in a deep voice.
The Face Restoration Pill did not have much value, but it was extremely important for women. Especially for women like Wang Xian 'er, who not only lost her looks, but also her cultivation. Without the Face Restoration Pill, she could only wait for death.
Wang Xian 'er shook her head. She knew that the Face Restoration Pill was priceless. Moreover, it was usually priceless. With the Broken Sword Peak's ability, it was impossible for them to afford it. She could only pretend that nothing had happened and comfort her father. "Father, it's okay. As long as the two children have a home and you take care of them, it doesn't matter even if Xian' er dies now."
"Grandfather, you don't have to worry about this matter. I have already asked Qin Zheng to buy it. There should be news soon." Ye Qinghan said indifferently.
Wang Shi's eyes flashed with a trace of light. Seeing the earth-shattering changes in her 'son', she was very happy in her heart. It did not matter whether she could recover her looks or not because the man she loved was already dead. Her heart was also dead.
"Tie Sheng, bring Xian 'er and Mengxi to the Broken Sword Peak for a walk. I will talk to Qinghan." Wang Xufei said to a vigorous middle-aged man outside the door.
"Yes, Master!" Tie Sheng replied respectfully.
The group of people left. The parrot was also sent by Ye Qinghan to protect Wang Shi and Mengxi. Only Ye Qinghan and Wang Xufei were left in the main hall of the Broken Sword Peak.
"Qinghan, I will not beat around the bush with you. Tell me the truth. Do you really want to join the Broken Sword Peak? How are you going to deal with the Duke's Mansion's pursuit? "Wang Xufei's eyes were filled with worry as he asked in a low voice.
"How can a decaying land restrain a true dragon? I only came here this time to resolve my mother's worries. As for the Duke's Mansion, I have my ways to deal with it in two months! " Ye Qinghan was arrogant. In his eyes, the entire Owlfall Planet was a piece of cake. Sooner or later, he would step into the universe and conquer all the lands.
Wang Xufei looked at Ye Qinghan's imposing manner and stopped breathing. He did not dare to doubt his words.
"However, I will leave my mother and Mengxi in your care in the future. You only need to take care of them for three to five years and Mengxi will grow up." Ye Qinghan said indifferently.
"Mengxi? She is only five years old. She is still a little girl … "Wang Xufei was sad. It seemed that his old bones would have to hold on for a few more years.
"Five years old? Don't underestimate her. In two months, I guarantee that no one in the younger generation of the Sky Sword Sect will be her match." Ye Qinghan's mouth revealed a trace of disdain. He was extremely confident.
"What?" Wang Xufei's face was full of doubt. He did not dare to believe Ye Qinghan's words.
Ye Qinghan smiled faintly and didn't explain anything. He didn't want to talk too much with this grandfather who had appeared out of nowhere. He said directly, "Arrange a private room for me. I want to cultivate and consolidate the Blood-Ignition Realm."
"Okay, grandfather has not taken good care of you all these years. I hope I can make up for it now. There are more than thirty Blood Ignition Pills and several True Yuan Pills in this Qiankun Ring. It can help you when you are exhausted." Wang Xufei took out a Qiankun Ring and handed it to Ye Qinghan without hesitation.
Ye Qinghan hesitated for a moment, then chose to accept Wang Xufei's compensation. The moment he received the ring, he grabbed Wang Xufei's right wrist.
Wang Xufei was shocked. He wanted to use his majestic True Yuan to shake off Ye Qinghan, but found that his right hand was unable to move as if it had been restrained by a supreme expert.
After Ye Qinghan grabbed Wang Xufei's wrist, his True Qi flowed through Wang Xufei's arm to his limbs and bones.
"What are you doing?" Wang Xufei asked in shock.
"Restrain your True Yuan, don't resist. I will help you remove your hidden injuries, otherwise you will never be able to break through to the Bitter Sea stage." Ye Qinghan said in a low voice.
Wang Xufei looked at Ye Qinghan in front of him, his eyes filled with shock. Even Jian Ao could not remove the hidden injuries in his body. Could this grandson in front of him really be able to remove them?
Ye Qinghan's True Yuan was like the spring rain, lubricating Wang Xufei's old meridians. Originally, the two different True Yuan should not be compatible, but Ye Qinghan's True Yuan quickly merged with Wang Xufei's True Yuan. This made Wang Xufei's eyes widen, looking at Ye Qinghan in disbelief.
On the left side of Wang Xufei's head, there was a dark purple scar that blocked the opening of the Bitter Sea. His True Yuan could not approach it, as if it had formed a scar. Once he tried to approach this hidden injury, Wang Xufei would feel as if he had entered hell. He was in unbearable pain. These years, he had been tortured by this hidden injury to the point of hovering between life and death.
Ye Qinghan's True Yuan quickly approached the hidden injury. His True Yuan surrounded him from all directions, completely blocking off the hidden injury.
"En?" Wang Xufei did not feel the slightest bit of pain. Instead, he felt a very comfortable feeling. But he could feel a True Yuan that did not belong to him constantly cutting off the hidden injury, shattering it and repairing it.
Ye Qinghan's forehead was covered in sweat. He 'looked' at the hidden injury on the left side of Wang Xufei's head. He had to be careful. If he was not careful, he would send this cheap grandfather to hell.
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