C462 A tiger falling to the ground being bullied by a dog

Ye Qian was like this when he was in the Immortal World. One thing you can't do, but you have to do the best.

Although the Golden Jade Temple was an estate that Ye Qian had "snatched" away from him, Ye Qian still treated him like his own. The road to industrialization and collectivization was something that Ye Qian had already thought of. After all, if it was like Xue Changkong had thought, even if the entire Golden Jade Hall was spread all over the country, he would at most be a restaurant owner. This was something that Ye Qian could not accept.

In a private room in the Golden Jade Temple, Ye Qian and Xue Changkong chatted for an hour. This included industrial planning, personnel selection and removal, and a whole series of other things.

The longer Xue Changkong chatted with him, the more apprehensive Xue Changkong became, and the more he admired the youngster in front of him.

Their conversation continued until two in the afternoon before it officially ended.

Xue Changkong bade him farewell one step at a time, and sent him to the main entrance of the Golden Jade Hall. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Ye Qian finally took a step and left.

However, neither Ye Qian nor Xue Changkong noticed that in the hall full of gold and jade, a young man who was originally immersed in eating suddenly opened his eyes. He stared fixedly at Ye Qian who was conversing with Xue Changkong with an expression of shock and excitement.

The youth sat upright in a corner of the golden jade hall. He wore a snow-white robe, had long hair, and had a handsome face that seemed as if it was carved with a knife or an axe. His entire being seemed out of place in this world.

The young man with light in his eyes stared straight at Ye Qian's back, and chuckled: "Truly, looking for a place with broken iron shoes, obtaining it doesn't take much effort at all, chasing from Yunnan all the way to Linhai, I never thought that Poverty-stricken People would meet a person chosen from the heavens here, oh good, looks like Poverty-stricken People can return tomorrow to hand over the decree!"

After exchanging a few words with Xue Changkong, Ye Qian hurriedly left. As for the youth in white clothes, he grabbed the longsword beside him and followed Ye Qian out.

On the main road of Linhai, Ye Qian was in front and the young man was behind. The two were only a few hundred meters apart.

As he leisurely walked on the street, Ye Qian's eyes suddenly focused, and then, his footsteps suddenly quickened by quite a bit. Although he still looked like he was walking, his speed was incomparably fast. Even his figure seemed to have become absent-minded.

"Yo, you really are a practitioner. Looks like Poverty-stricken People will have to go through a lot of trouble today!"

The young man snorted, and immediately chased after Ye Qian.

Ye Qian's body flashed a few times, and finally walked into a dead end, where the young man anxiously chased after him. However, when the young man walked into the alley with his sword in hand, not a single person could be seen inside.

"Damn it, he actually let him escape!"

The young man said in a hateful manner. Then, he suddenly formed a hand seal with his hand as he said: "Mysterious round Tao technique, Illusory Disappearance!"

Looking at the alley below, he said with a cold voice, "Cultivators are actually cultivators. It seems like this person should be the one from the Hidden Gate that Old Xue spoke of!"

Just as he was speaking, Ye Qian suddenly saw an incredibly profound light come out from the alley, and became even more alarmed, "A disciple of the Hollow Jade Temple, this method should be a disciple of the Hollow Jade Temple, is he a disciple of the Yuan?"

Just as Ye Qian was muttering to himself, the young man inside the alleyway released a ray of profound light from his hand and immediately looked back. That gaze was gloomy as it shot towards the tall building opposite them.

Ye Qian immediately laughed bitterly: "Have you been discovered?"

Right after he finished speaking, Ye Qian's figure disappeared from the top of the building once again. At the same time, that body that was as white as snow appeared on the top of the building. Poverty-stricken People will see how long you can run … "

Ever since Ye Qian walked out of the cultivation world, those who had killed Spirit Serpent Stage s, those who had killed Cow-tiger Stage s, and those who had killed Dragon Elephant s, all belonged to the realm of warriors.

How did he meet a disciple of the Hollow Jade Temple in this Linhai, Ye Qian did not do anything rash. Instead, he took a step back to see just what kind of background the other party had, and what he wanted to do next.

In the afternoon, Ye Qian was circling around Linhai, while the young man in white was using techniques to continuously search for Ye Qian. It was just that he was always a step behind Ye Qian, and once he arrived, Ye Qian would also leave.

This session of playing hide-and-seek continued until dusk. Towards those fellows who stuck to him like sticky medicine, Ye Qian could only sigh and say, "Truly a problem!"

After saying that, Ye Qian no longer avoided the sword, but rushed towards his villa's Sky City.

When Ye Qian arrived at the peak of the Sky City, it was already late in the night, and the hazy moonlight had already risen.

Ye Qian did not return home. Instead, he stood at the peak of the Sky City and silently lit a cigarette for himself. The devilish red light continued to shine in the darkness. The smoke-filled night was unusually gloomy. With the gentle breeze, the tree branches began to tremble.

Ye Qian took two deep puffs on his pipe, then scolded softly: "Sir, you have followed me for the whole afternoon, you should at least show yourself now, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure walked out of the darkness. Evidently, the young man had been toyed with by Ye Qian for an entire afternoon, and his mood was extremely bad.

"Brat, I didn't expect your legs to be so good. You actually ran for so long, why are you not running anymore!"

Borrowing the moonlight, Ye Qian looked at his opponent. His opponent was dressed in white, with a sword in hand, he looked extremely arrogant. Step by step, he walked in front of Ye Qian, who was looking down at him from above, as if he was an ant.

Ye Qian snorted lightly: "Who exactly are you, and why are you following me?"

"What is it?" The young man sneered and said, "Of course it's a good thing. The Poverty-stricken People is the third generation Sect Leader Zhenren, Fan Nuoyi. I saw today that you were extremely surprised, and you were born to be an immortal, so I wanted to bring you into my sect. Boy, this is your tenth life's fortune, and you have chosen Poverty-stricken People as your master. Poverty-stricken People can teach you the way to cultivate immortality, hurry up and kneel down and kowtow! "

The young man's tone was rude, as if he had given Ye Qian a huge advantage.

The arrival of the Mount Kunlun, according to the meaning of the Mount Kunlun Sect Leader, meant to cross the heavens and select the person to enter the Mount Kunlun Gate, but this Fan Nuoyi was also extremely angry, and had been tormented by Ye Qian for an entire afternoon. In Fan Nuoyi's eyes, no matter what, he was just trying to become a member of the Kunlun, and who would be the one to kowtow to him!

However, Fan Nuoyi's words were exceptionally ear-piercing to Ye Qian's ears, and could even be said to be a joke.

Ye Qian could not stop it, haha, he laughed coldly twice, "You want me to join your sect? You have quite the tone, Daoist. The entire Hollow Jade Temple only dares to say these words to me. It's only the beginning, and even you want to take me in as your disciple.

Yes, anyone could hear that Ye Qian was angry.

Back then at Celestial Realm, Ye Qian was still known as the strongest person under the Primordius. Although the sacred art and mana were inferior to immortals like the Primal Chaos Dao Fruit, it was not something that anyone could bully. Who would have thought that after losing their Mortal Realm, they would even dare to speak to a mere disciple of the Hollow Jade Temple in such a manner?

"Impudent! You're a bold mortal! The title of Empyrean is something you can call yourself!" Fan Nuoyi's face was tarnished, he became furious and shouted at Ye Qian.

Ye Qian laughed sinisterly: "What's there to say about the name of the beginning? Even if this old fellow was standing in front of me, I would still call him that!"

"Bastard!" Fan Nuoyi became furious and pointed the sword at Ye Qian: "Poverty-stricken People will ask you one more time, are you willing to enter the walls of the Poverty-stricken People?"

"Hehe, I have made myself clear. You alone are not worthy!"

"Alright, alright, alright. Since this is the case, Poverty-stricken People will carry out the decree set by my Hollow Jade Temple and send you through reincarnation!" Fan Nuoyi sneered, and killing intent appeared in his eyes. The sword in his hand also started to tremble uncontrollably.

Ye Qian never thought that the disciples of the Hollow Jade Temple would actually be so tyrannical.

However, as a First Immortal of the Nine Realms, Ye Qian had Ye Qian's pride. No matter what, he could not lower himself to enter the gates of the Hollow Jade Temple.

For a moment, the two powerful auras began to collide on the peak of the entire Sky City. However, the two of them didn't start to move. They were only testing each other's bottom lines.

Fan Nuoyi mobilized all the Fa Li in his body to the extreme as if he wanted to suppress Ye Qian.

On the other hand, Ye Qian frowned and thought in shock: "This guy's cultivation is not bad, he should be in the intermediate stage of the Worldly Immortal Stage, right?"

As for Fan Nuoyi, he did not expect that the ordinary person in front of him would be so hard to deal with, "Human Origin, Peak Of Human Origin? A brat without any sect or sect, who looks like he's only seventeen or eighteen years old, actually managed to enter the Peak Of Human Origin. No wonder he could become someone chosen by the heavens, it seems like he is truly a genius in cultivation! "

The corner of Fan Nuoyi's mouth turned cold as he thought in his heart: Since that's the case, we can't let this person stay any longer. If we let him ascend to the Mount Kunlun, then where will we be able to find a place to live in the Kunlun in the future? It's just a small Human Origin Stage, it's like the Poverty-stricken People killing him.

Slowly, the two astral winds began to blow against each other, and Ye Qian's face started to change.

Although Ye Qian had trained in the most powerful body tempering Cultivation Methods of the Primordial Era, he still had not broken through to the first transition, so he was still too weak. After a long confrontation, Ye Qian could clearly feel that the other party's realm seemed to be a head higher than his current state.

At this time, Ye Qian could only laugh bitterly in his heart: This truly is being bullied by a tiger that falls to the ground. He never thought that a dignified First Immortal of the Nine Realms like this would be suppressed by a nameless person like Mortal Realm.

A bitter feeling kept surging into Ye Qian's heart.

It was at this moment that Fan Nuoyi, who was standing in front of him, suddenly moved. His hands moved extremely quickly, the longsword in his hands silently escaping his body as he charged towards Ye Qian's throat.