All in all, Qingyu was quite happy with Ji Tang.
There were several candidates offered by the studio, but Qing Yu had his eye on Ji Tang. The others looked better than Ji Tang, but they were ultimately older and lacked potential.
It was true that there were people of the eighth or even ninth level of innate talent among them, but did Qing Yu lack this point of innate talent?
With the Sucking Power Technique at hand, there were as many Innate stage cannon fodder as one could want.
What Qing Yu needed was someone who could advance to the Divine Origin, or even the True Dan realm. Such people were indispensable to the Green Dragon Society, which lacked high-level strength.
“Very well,” Qing Yu’s right hand lightly rested, and the invisible force lifted the bowing Ji Tang up, “You will not regret your decision today.”
With that, Qing Yu flipped out a secret book with a shaking hand and threw it to Ji Tang, “Looking at your martial arts path, it must be the Blood Refining Blade Technique that was pa*sed down after the destruction of the Blood Demon Sect.
The Blood Demon Sect, once a great sect of the Devil’s Dao, at its height, once used the power of a single sect to cause a monstrous bloodshed, filling the entire world with bloodshed for its sect master to practise. But as a result, the sect was the subject of public anger and was eventually destroyed by the combined efforts of the two schools.
Well – in the course of a thousand years, only the Blood Demon Cult and Ji Muqing could bring the world’s martial arts world together, and it must be said that both are considered legends.
After the destruction of the Blood Demon Cult, not all of the countless magical techniques that had been pa*sed down were lost, after all, martial arts are something that, as long as they are strong enough, who really cares if they are good or evil.
At that time, it was not only the devils who took part in the destruction of the Blood Demon Sect, but also the righteous faction, which also scavenged a lot of martial arts secrets. Nowadays, nine out of ten martial arts related to the Blood Dao are related to the Blood Demon Cult. The “Blood Sacrifice to the Heaven” that Qing Yu obtained from the Cang Sheng Sect also has shades of the Blood Demon Sect.
Since it is related to blood, what Qing Yu gave to Ji Tang was naturally the “Blood Clotting Record” obtained from Bai Yifei. Qing Yu was looking forward to seeing what would come out of the intersection of martial arts from different worlds.
“Thank you, Dragon Head.” Ji Tang called for the ‘Blood Condensation Record’ to be put into his arms and thanked him.
“No need to be polite.” Qing Yu said.
“It’s over there ——.”
“Brothers, follow me.”
——
With noisy noises, a group of big men carrying big swords came running aggressively, looking at their outfits, they should be mountain bandits, and those dead bodies on the ground were considered the same kind.
“Then, I’ll leave you to your practice.” Shaking his head in boredom, Qing Yu greeted the white phoenix who was grooming its wings aside and leapt onto its broad back.
With a powerful flap of its wings, the white phoenix took to the air, ignoring the screams coming from below, and flew off towards the north.
Next, it was time for an appointment.
——————
On the outskirts of the divine capital, in the ten-mile pavilion.
Feng Chaonan’s face was cold and solemn as he looked at the branches outside the pavilion where the snow still hung.
“Your Highness, how dare Gong Zi Yu make the heavenly dignitaries wait here for him, a man of the jianghu, how unbridled.” Behind Feng Chaonan, a young eunuch called “Little Li Zi” said in a sharp voice.
“No matter, Gong Zi Yu has the capital to make this king wait.”
Feng Chaonan spoke in an airy tone, but from the way he kept rubbing the jade trigger finger on his thumb with his index finger, it was clear that he was also very agitated at the moment.
“Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, is most gracious.”
With the loud windy sound of feathered wings flapping, the figure with the bronze mask floated down from mid-air and stepped gently on the still snow-covered ground.
“My apologies, Your Highness the Sixth Prince, I met something on the way and was delayed, forgive me!”
The words of apology, uttered in a low, thick tone that occurred in unison, seemed extremely odd and did not show much sincerity.
Moreover, some people did not intend to let go gently.
“How dare you not salute when you see His Highness, the Sixth Prince.” With a shrill and pointed accent, the speaker was naturally Little Li Zi, a young eunuch.
With that, the shadowy, chimera-like figure vaulted out of the ten-mile pavilion, and his cold, icy hand claws snapped at the bronze mask.
Feng Chaonan did not stop Little Li Zi’s presumptuous move, or rather, such a move was ordered by him beforehand.
Even though it was said that Gong Zi Yu had the capital to make people wait, this capital, it was better to see it for what it was. Little Li Zi is a deadly warrior trained by the royal family with secret methods and secret medicines since he was young, and with a realm of the eighth level of Innate Heaven, he may not be as strong as those young talents in the future, but his strength now is not weak.
Let’s see how this Gong Zi Yu should respond.
The insidious claw force caught the bronze mask fiercely, but what it caught was only a phantom.
Xiao Li Zi was stunned to turn into a phantom of nothingness. He was not as strong as Gong Zi Yu, that was expected, but he should not have even known when the other side disappeared.
Perhaps it was because his body had become lighter with that pile of stuff missing down there, the eunuch’s gongfu was basically based on speed and viciousness, and Little Li Zi asked himself if his speed was top notch, but now he didn’t even know when his opponent had disappeared.
The gap between the two was far greater than imagined.
“Not bad speed, almost comparable to Chasing Wind God Trapper’s beloved disciple, Luo Yan.”
Low, mellow words rang out from close at hand, and a slender palm gently patted Little Li Zi’s shoulder, “But presumption is punishable.”
A colder qi than his own was injected into his shoulder, and Little Li felt his body fall into the ice, his fair skin instantly turning blue and purple, and his body curled up and fell to the ground trembling.
His body came into contact with the cold snow, but at this moment the snow, which was supposed to bring coldness, made Little Li Zi feel a little warm.
The Xuanmu Divine Palm, the only one of Qing Yu’s randomly drawn character cards from the past four months that was considered a good harvest.
The randomly selected range was in the entire Innate Realm, Innate 1st level was possible, Innate 9th level was also possible. Obviously, Qing Yu’s luck was not too good in these five months, and it was only the two Elders of Xuan Hei who were at the ninth level of Innate Heaven.
Casually giving a little punishment, Qing Yu smiled towards Feng Chaonan who was still standing indifferently, “A little punishment, His Highness the Sixth Prince won’t mind, right?”
“No, it’s only right to give a little punishment when a subordinate is rude.” Even though the knuckles of his right hand were clenched behind his back, Feng Chaonan still welcomed him with a smile.
Without the ‘Turtle Mirror’, Qing Yu would not have been able to tell the monstrous anger in Feng Chaonan’s heart just from the surface.
”Indeed, as one of the two most promising people to ascend the throne nowadays, Feng Chaonan is by no means relying on the background of his mother’s side alone.”
With a faint sigh in his heart at the stoicism of this Sixth Prince, Qing Yu strolled across the snowy ground and stepped into the Ten Mile Pavilion.
“Then I would like to thank Your Imperial Highness for your leniency.”
“Well, since people have arrived, let’s get right to the point, Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, you are willing to come here today, so I guess you have already thought about it, about cooperating with our Green Dragon Society.”
