"That's great, as long as we win the Pill Venerate Conference, that kid Ye Chen will surely die."
Yang Teng was overjoyed, as long as they could secure victory at the Pill Venerate Conference and obtain the prizes of Jade Golden Dew and Dharma Flower Annihilation Heaven, even if they couldn't kill Ye Chen themselves, they could invite the Green Candle Dragon to take him out, leaving nothing to worry about.
At this time, Ye Chen, after leaving the Qing Residence, arrived at a desolate mountain.
"Master!"
Qing Qiuyun, eyes glistening with tears, ran up behind Ye Chen and grabbed the corner of his robe.
The night was as tranquil as water, the stars few and the moon distant, solitary man and woman, in the desolate mountains, creating a slightly forlorn scene.
"Disciple, what's the need for this."
Ye Chen shook his head, feeling Qing Qiuyun's pull, but he had no lingering feelings; gently freeing himself from Qing Qiuyun, not wanting to stir up more karma.
