C140 You can't live past noon the day after tomorrow

Linhai covered the ground for a long time, following the mountain and the river, the huge sect simply blinded Ye Qian's eyes.

"Good boy, I think this is what a rich person should look like! He never thought that the Linhai would actually have such a good residence. "If I can keep my family safe here, it would be great!"

Although compared to the immortal estate in the Immortal World, this mountain villa didn't seem that special or shabby. However, in the Linhai realm, this Star Moon And Half Mountain Villa could be said to be the most luxurious of mansions.

After stopping the sports car in front of the Xue’s Mansion's gate, Xue Ningshuang looked at Ye Qian who looked like Grandma Liu had entered the large garden with a face full of disdain.

"You want to settle down here? I think we should wait for our next life. Do you know how much a house here costs? The eight million in your hands isn't even enough to pay a dime. "

Xue Ningshuang was filled with anger when she mentioned that eight million. If the guy in front of him was not so crafty, how could he have fallen into his trap and caused the Old Master to lose eight million all of a sudden? When she thought about this, Xue Ningshuang was immediately infuriated. No matter how she looked at it, Ye Qian did not like it.

Ye Qian was not angered by Xue Ningshuang's overbearing attitude, he continued to look around at the half mountain villa. Needless to say, not only was the surroundings elegant, the spiritual energy here was much richer than outside. It was no wonder that the rich and powerful individuals of Linhai would rush forward to buy the houses here.

How tall were the three people at the Xue’s Mansion entrance? There were two semicircular red wooden doors on both sides and lanterns hung high up above the entrance. It was just that they did not light up in broad daylight.

Following Xue Ningshuang's footsteps, Ye Qian stepped into the courtyard. The fragrance of the medicinal herbs assaulted his nostrils, causing Ye Qian to be unable to stop himself from glancing at the flower garden not far away. Although the herbs on Earth were trash compared to the spiritual herbs in the Immortal World, Ye Qian still had an inexplicable good impression of the familiar medicine's smell.

In the center of the courtyard of Xue’s Mansion, there was a bluestone table and chairs.

An old man was sitting in the center of the hall, brimming with energy and vitality. He was dressed in a white martial arts suit and looked calm and collected. On the table was a set of sandalwood tea set. Boiling water boiled inside the Dendrobium, bubbling loudly. The elder meticulously washed a set of small tea-cups made of purple sand with wooden pliers.

The carefree old man was none other than the genius doctor, Xue Qingming.

"Grandfather, I'm back!" Xue Ningshuang walked to Xue Qingming's side and hugged him from behind. "I've completed the mission you gave me, I've already brought him here, how should I be rewarded?!"

Xue Qingming laughed heartily: "Alright, Cool, hurry up and come down. You aren't young anymore, and are still a child.

Xue Ningshuang snorted, showing her indifference to Ye Qian.

Ye Qian laughed helplessly. This Xue Ningshuang looked like a tigress getting ready to explode, but now, she turned into an innocent and romantic little girl in front of Old Xue. No matter what, Ye Qian could not link the Xue Ningshuang in front of him with the insolent Xue Ningshuang who was in a high school.

Old man Xue Qingming turned around and looked at Ye Qian who was not far away from him with a smile: "Little Friend Ye, come come come, don't be shy. Come sit, it's just right to have a taste of this old man's Da Hong Pao!"

Ye Qian looked at the face of the old man Xue Qingming, and was stunned for a moment. He frowned slightly and thought: Old Xue, this seemingly relaxed and happy appearance, but the eyes are dim and the pupils are glazed over. This is the sign of the end coming.

How could this be? Could it be that Old Xue encountered some kind of special situation in the past two days?

Ye Qian paced himself lightly, and leisurely walked to Xue Qingming's side. Coincidentally, Xue Qingming's tea had just been brewed, he smiled proudly, and passed Ye Qian a cup.

Xue Ningshuang looked at Ye Qian in dissatisfaction, and grumbled in her heart: "What's wrong with grandfather today, this Great Scarlet Robe on Wu Yi Mountain is a tribute of Yanjing." Normally, grandpa wouldn't be willing to take it out to entertain others. To think that he would treat this kid to a drink today, what the heck!?

Xue Qingming did not feel discontent from his granddaughter, he only smiled and looked at Ye Qian who was standing beside him.

Ye Qian received the cup with both hands, and then dragged the bottom with one finger while pinching the cup with the other two fingers. He first placed the cup on his nose and took a sniff at it. Then, he drank all of the extremely powerful Red Dressed Wu Yi Mountain into his throat in three gulps. After carefully brewing for a while, he then dragged the tea cup and returned it to Xue Qingming.

Ye Qian's actions were very refined, upon seeing it, Xue Qingming was surprised, and beamed: "I never thought that Little Friend Ye is an expert in the Way of Tea!"

"What expert? I think he's just putting on an act!" Xue Ningshuang pouted and said disdainfully.

"Cool, don't be rude!" Xue Qingming immediately scolded.

Ye Qian only smiled casually, he did not know much about the tea ceremony on Earth, and it was not as much of an act as Xue Ningshuang had said. This style of drinking tea was something that Ye Qian had developed over the years. Ancient immortals usually drank tea in this way, and there wasn't much attention paid to it. However, the allure of this ancient style just happened to match the so-called tea ceremony on the balloon.

Being scolded by Xue Qingming, Xue Ningshuang immediately became depressed. She snorted disdainfully at Ye Qian as she sat down on the stone chair, minding her own business.

"Little Friend Ye, don't stand. Sit!" Xue Qingming hurriedly said.

Ye Qian did not stand on ceremony as he sat down beside Xue Qingming. Only, Ye Qian still did not speak, and carefully observed Xue Qingming's expression.

Xue Qingming also seemed to have realized something, the corners of his mouth slightly trembled as he laughed awkwardly: "Little Friend Ye, I am truly presumptuous to hastily invite little friend to my house as a guest. I hope little friend does not take offense to this!"

Ye Qian opened his mouth and said: "Old Xue, what are you talking about? I am indebted to the Old Xue for not abandoning me. To be able to put this young lad in my eyes, I am already extremely honored. " With a sudden sound, Ye Qian continued, "Please do not blame Old Xue for visiting you today!"

"Ai, my friend, you are being too modest." You and I have been friends for such a long time, why would you care about these pretense? "

With that, Xue Qingming poured another cup of tea and passed it to Ye Qian: "If little friend came to this old man's house, you are my esteemed guest, this old man will not drink alcohol in his lifetime, I will use tea in place of wine, little friend, how about drinking another cup?"

Ye Qian narrowed his eyes; he had seen through Xue Qingming's thoughts. He did not refuse and reached out to grab the teacup in Xue Qingming's hand.

However, at this time, Xue Qingming's expression suddenly changed. Both of his hands suddenly exerted strength, and a cup of tea that was steady and powerful pounced towards Ye Qian.

Actually, what Xue Qingming was truly proficient at was not the cup of tea in his hands, but the hands holding the cup. Ox-tiger Stage exploded with power. If this were to hit an ordinary person in the chest, then he would definitely be dead. Therefore, as Xue Qingming made his move, he observed Ye Qian's expression carefully. Seeing that Ye Qian seemed to have already planned it out, he decided to let go of this matter. Otherwise, it would not be good if it hurt the lives of innocent people.

Xue Ningshuang, who was at the side, also realized that something was amiss. Surprise appeared in her eyes, as she did not understand why the two of them acted so quickly. She tried to stop it, but it was too late.

was not surprised by Xue Qingming's sudden attack. Back when he was still in Dongyue Temple, Ye Qian had already seen that this so-called genius doctor was an expert in the inner sect. Of course, if you didn't have the internal strength's cooperation, you would only be considered a genius doctor.

Xue Qingming's hands drooped down, and directly headed towards Ye Qian's chest. The most impressive thing was, the tea in your cup did not spill even a little bit.

Ye Qian chuckled, he turned his fist into a palm, and welcomed the attack.

When the two of them made contact, Xue Qingming's face paled. His heart immediately surged with emotions.

In the end, Xue Qingming was an old fellow who was seventy to eighty years old. Even after training his entire life, he still could not figure out the weight of a little brat. When the fist force entered Ye Qian's body, it was like mud flowing into the sea, no ripples could be seen.

After making contact, the two of them simultaneously withdrew their hands. The tea cup that was filled to the brim with tea was flipped up into the air by the huge wave of air.

Xue Qingming and Ye Qian both stood up, the two of them moving extremely quickly, surrounding the stone table as they exchanged moves. After three rounds, the two of them moved to a different position with their backs facing each other. Their movements were extremely nimble, and Xue Ningshuang, who was fast to the side, had no idea what was happening.

At this time, the teacup in the sky slowly fell, Ye Qian extended his hand, and steadily received the teacup with his fingertips. He placed the teacup on his nose and sniffed it. Then, he finished it in one gulp with a smile.

On Ye Qian's side, he was calm and at ease. However, Xue Qingming's face was pale white, and he staggered back two steps before he managed to stand firm on his feet.

Smiling bitterly, Xue Qingming shook his head and said helplessly: "Truly, every generation has a talent, and everyone has been acting coquettishly for hundreds of years. It seems that this old man has really aged!"

Xue Qingming turned his head and looked at Ye Qian: "Little friend, you are indeed hiding your strength well, at such a young age, you have already reached the level of a peak-stage Ox-Tiger, you are truly worthy of respect!"

The two once again sat down on the stone bench. Ye Qian chuckled: "Old Xue is praising me too much. If not for the fact that Old Xue suffered from an old illness in his prime, his cultivation would have been forcefully suppressed. In these forty five years, he was afraid that he had already broken through the Dragon Elephant Stage. How could this brat be a match for you!? "

Xue Qingming laughed. Although he knew that Ye Qian was just complimenting him, he still enjoyed it.

He cupped his hands towards Ye Qian and said: "Little friend, I had no other choice but to take action just now, this is what I wanted to test, I hope little friend won't blame you!"

"Old Xue is being too serious. This is, after all, related to the lives of the living, so it is only natural to be cautious! "

Xue Ningshuang looked at the two of them in puzzlement, as she simply could not understand what they were saying.

However, the genius doctor, Xue Qingming, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed open-mindedly: "Little friend is indeed not a person in the pool, with a single sentence, you've broken the heavens. "It seems like little friend already knows the reason this old man has invited you here today!"

Ye Qian became serious and nodded.

"If that's the case, then this old man will not forgive you." From little friend's perspective, how many days do you think this old man still have left? " Yet Xue Qingming was so carefree in the face of death, it was truly admirable.

It was just that Xue Qingming had planted the Divine Needle Eight Extinction on his own, and knew clearly that he still had a few days left to live. This question was just a test. After all, to let a genius doctor hand over his life to another person for treatment and consider the possibility of an occupational disease, he had to be extremely careful.

Ye Qian opened his mouth and spoke bluntly: "Old Xue first has an old illness and then he was severely injured. In my opinion, you will not live past the afternoon of the day after tomorrow!"