"Young man, you're called Berserker, right? You're quite talented. You can join my Zhao Family and become an inner hall member."
Zhao Gou smiled. Looking at Berserker's age, he should be around 15 or 16 years old. His cultivation was already at Xiantian Realm Nine, which was quite good. He was more outstanding than many of the Zhao Family's youths.
"Haha, it would be great if I could be betrothed to a direct descendant's daughter."
The Berserker had a wretched smile on his face, but Ye Qing rolled his eyes at him.
"Berserker, are you itching for a beating?"
Ye Qing's ice-cold gaze swept over the berserker, causing him to jump up in fright. Observing Ye Qing's expression, he vaguely understood Ye Qing's intentions and immediately shut up. Although he was a Xiantian ninth stage genius, in front of Ye Qing, he was nothing more than a little kitten.
"Elder Zhao, I'm not interested in the Zhao Family. Please leave."
Ye Qing rejected directly without even considering. If it were anyone else, even if they didn't want to join the Zhao Family, they would have rejected tactfully. But Ye Qing's words were too direct, and he didn't give Zhao Gou any face.
Zhao Gou's face darkened. He had already given Ye Qing a lot of face by promising him all sorts of benefits, but Ye Qing still rejected him directly. He clearly didn't care about the Zhao Family at all.
"You don't know what's good for you!"
Zhao Gou snorted and left in a huff. He walked towards the Goddess Sect and invited Xian Ling'er.
Just now, Zhao Gou had wanted to teach Ye Qing a lesson, but Ye Qing's Ruyi Jingu Bang had stopped him. Previously, Ye Qing had killed Yuwen Zhi with one blow, which made Zhao Gou extremely wary.
Even with Zhao Gou's strength, he wasn't confident of blocking a blow from the Ruyi Jingu Bang.
"Boss, I won't submit to anyone except you!"
The Berserker sighed and gave Ye Qing a thumbs up. Liang Province's Zhao Family was the object of admiration for countless martial artists in the Northern Desert. They dreamed of joining, but were unable to do so!
On the Goddess Sect's side, many talented girls received Zhao Gou's invitation to join the Zhao Family.
Some of the talented disciples of the Goddess Sect all agreed, but Xian Ling 'er politely refused.
She was the reincarnation of the Primordial Divine Bird, the Vermillion Bird. Her talent was astonishing. A mere Zhao Family could not accommodate her. Even if Zhao Gou offered all kinds of generous conditions, she was indifferent.
Zhao Gou was in a very bad mood. After casually inviting a few young people who were not bad, his body shook, and he flew into the air, leaving North King City.
During the Three Sects Grand Competition, Zhao Gou had taken a liking to Cang Xuan Yu, Xian Ling 'er, and Ye Qing. Unfortunately, Cang Xuan Yu was dead, and Xian Ling' er and Ye Qing had refused to join the Zhao Family.
"Forget it. My Zhao Clan isn't a small clan. Without your participation, my Zhao Clan will still be the number one clan below the seven Grand Clans!"
Zhao Gou muttered to himself, comforting himself in a low voice. Coming to North King City this time, he thought he could reap some benefits, but he didn't expect to be left in such a sorry state. Even the Duanren Sect's Berserker and Li Susu didn't agree to join the Zhao Family.
"His mother, if that brat Ye Qing comes to Arid Continent, I'll definitely teach him a lesson!"
Zhao Gou swore in his heart. Not only did Ye Qing refuse to join the Zhao Clan, but he also refused to let the Berserker and Li Susu join. The number of geniuses the Zhao Clan recruited was very few, and there were only a few Xiantian Ninth stage cultivators.
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After the grand Three Sects Grand Competition ended, Ye Qing returned to the Duanren Sect. Looking at the two silver treasure chests and four bronze treasure chests in the system's storage space, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
"System, open the treasure chests for me!"
"Ding, congratulations to host for opening the bronze treasure chest. Reward: 3000 Qi Condensing Pills."
"Ding, congratulations to host for opening the bronze treasure chest. Reward: Beast Taming Skill!"
"Ding, congratulations to host for opening the bronze treasure chest. Reward: one mid-grade Mystic rank flying sword."
"Ding, congratulations to host for opening the bronze treasure chest. Reward: one mid-grade Mystic rank inner armor!"
"Ding, congratulations to host for opening the silver treasure chest. Reward: one hundred thousand-year Tai Chi Fruits!"
"Ding, congratulations to host for opening the silver treasure chest. Reward: high-grade Mystic rank martial skill, Pure Yang True Fire!"
Several system notifications sounded in succession. Ye Qing was in a great mood after receiving all kinds of treasures.
The items from the four bronze treasure chests could be considered average, but the treasures from the two silver treasure chests were not bad.
The thousand-year Tai Chi Fruit could be used to refine the Earth rank Origin Gathering Pellet, an extremely precious item. A total of one hundred Tai Chi Fruits were enough for Ye Qing to refine one hundred Origin Gathering Pellets.
The Earth rank Origin Gathering Pellet could raise a Yuan Vein realm cultivator's cultivation. It was a necessity for Yuan Vein realm cultivators and could be used as currency.
With Ye Qing's superb alchemy skills, he would not waste any of the materials and could even refine a high-grade Origin Gathering Pellet.
As for the silver treasure chest, it was a high-grade Mystic rank martial skill, Pure Yang True Fire. With Ye Qing's current cultivation, he was still unable to practice this skill. However, his cultivation speed was extremely fast, and it wouldn't be long before he broke through to the next realm.
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Within the Duanren Sect, Ye Qing cultivated in peace. A month's time passed, and his cultivation rose to Xiantian Seventh stage.
After reaching Xiantian Seventh stage, Ye Qing's various skills were upgraded. Carefree Steps, Immovable King Art, Black Hole Devour, and Exceptional Instant Kill Sword Skill were all upgraded to high-grade Mystic rank martial skills.
There was also the Dark Waves Art, a high-grade Mystic rank cultivation technique.
Ye Qing did not upgrade the Raging Flames Burning Origin martial skill. Instead, he switched to cultivating the Pure Yang True Fire.
In terms of the power of flames, the Pure Yang True Fire was stronger. Therefore, Ye Qing had just broken through to the Great Perfection Stage and cultivated the Pure Yang True Fire to perfection.
Now that Ye Qing's strength had soared, people like Cang Xuan Yu couldn't even block one of his moves.
If Ye Qing encountered a First Stage Essence Vein Realm cultivator, he was confident that he could kill a First Stage Essence Vein Realm cultivator without using the Ruyi Jingu Bang!
Ye Qing, whose strength had increased by leaps and bounds, was in high spirits. The Northern Desert was too small for Ye Qing's stage. He wanted to go to the Arid Continent to temper himself, and at the same time, take revenge on Ye Sha.
The original owner of Ye Qing's body was the young master of one of the seven noble families in Arid Continent, the Ye Family. He was persecuted by Ye Sha and was exiled to the Northern Desert.
Ye Qing had transmigrated into this world and possessed a body. He had even merged with a part of the original owner's soul and inherited some of the original owner's memories and resentment. Therefore, in his heart, he hated Ye Sha and had to take revenge.
Inside the Duanren Sect, Ye Qing was circulating the Dark Waves Art, condensing his Xiantian true qi and stabilizing his cultivation.
After three days of cultivation, Ye Qing's cultivation had reached peak Xiantian Sixth Stage, just a step away from Xiantian Seventh Stage.
Berserker and Li Susu were following beside Ye Qing. They felt it was a pity that they had lost the chance to go to the Zhao Family, but they dared not disobey Ye Qing's orders.
On this day, Ye Qing was preparing to leave the Northern Desert. He gathered the two of them and rewarded each of them with ten thousand Qi Condensing Pills, as well as various precious treasures.
In the dead of the night, Ye Qing quietly left the Duanren Sect's mountain gate, preparing to travel through the night to Arid Continent.
He had always disliked parting, and didn't want to say goodbye to his friends in the Duanren Sect.
However, just as Ye Qing stepped out of the mountain gate, he saw more than a dozen cultivators standing in a row not far away.