Xiao Qingzhu stood in the void, turning to glance at Ye Tianling with a look of gratification.
"Little guy, Granny Qinglian isn't easy to deal with. Be careful. If necessary, just say you are the disciple of 'Xiao Jiutian'. That might save your life."
Xiao Qingzhu departed into the distance.
Aboard the flying sword, Lin Qingxi's beautiful eyes remained fixed on Ye Tianling, as if trying to commit his true appearance to memory.
Ye Tianling activated his North Nether Divine Skill to refine Lin Qingyu's Essence, Qi, and Soul. Though he was also at the First Heaven of Sword Soul, by relying on his Physical Strength combined with the Nine Swords of Dugu cultivation technique, killing a genius at the same level was as easy as cutting grass.
He was now supremely confident about his chances against Ye Cangqian.
