Ye Jian was unwilling to do so.

After all, what happened in Beicheng Street was so ugly and his face was completely ruined. This was absolutely unbearable for a proud man like him.

One of the Ye family disciples he led walked up to him and said with a somewhat unnatural look on his face: "Senior Brother Ye, according to your instructions, I have bought three tickets for the Qing Slave Arena Competition."

As he said this, the disciple handed over these three tickets.

In another hour, a competition will be held at the Qingnu Trading Ground.

The Qingnu Arena Competition is different from the Martial Arts Pavilion.

In the martial arts pavilion, warriors can spend money to borrow and purchase martial arts skills, and they can also compete with other warriors.

But you can't kill people.

The Qingnu Arena Competition is not the case. It is a more ornamental and entertaining competition event.

At least one of the two parties participating in the battle is a lowly Qingnu, so warriors can kill people in this arena.

Many Qing slaves are fighting types and have strong cultivation base.

Therefore, the Qingnu Arena Tournament will also issue some special rewards based on the records of the winners and losers.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you also think that I have embarrassed Wuyang City today?"

Ye Jianxin took the ticket from this junior brother's hand and looked at him with a cold expression.

"Of course not..."

That disciple had a normal relationship with Ye Jianxin and would not admit it, but in his heart he actually despised Ye Jianxin.

He has no strength or courage, he likes to show off, and he wants others to admire him.

If this kind of person is not a bad person, what is he?

"Humph!" Ye Jianxin's eyes suddenly narrowed, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and he suddenly hit the disciple's chest with a palm, knocking him to the ground with a loud bang.

"Senior Brother Ye, why did you..." He received a slap on the chest, and the disciple vomited blood and looked at Ye Jianxin with a hateful expression.

The other disciples of the Ye family in Wuyang City were frightened when they saw this scene.

Many customers of Haoyue Baozhai also saw this scene, but they all looked gloating about the misfortune. No one intervened, and they just regarded it as a farce between the juniors of the Ye family.

"Humph, you don't say it, but it doesn't mean you don't think so in your heart! So what if I make a fool of myself? Is it wrong to speak out for justice? It's just that my family background is not more prominent than others!"

Ye Jianxin spat hard at the junior fellow student, his face turned livid, and said: "Remember your own identity, who are you, how dare you look at me like this!"

"Take him away!" he shouted coldly.

The disciples of the Ye family who were traveling with him in Wuyang City did not dare to disobey him. After all, although Ye Jianxin had just been severely punished by Ye Wuque, his talent was actually very terrifying!

After the disciples of the Ye family carried away the injured person.

Ye Jianxin looked at them and said: "Put all your money together. I heard that there are many good-quality green slaves in the Qingnu trading place. Let me choose two of higher quality for my senior brother."

He wanted to give the purchased young slave to Ye Mengxue and Ye Hailan.

After all, the value of many young slaves is immeasurable, and he thinks these two girls will definitely like them.

"Yes!" The disciples of the Ye family in Wuyang City could only bite the bullet and obey.

Ye Jianxin stood there with a sinister look on his face, clenching his fists hard and saying: "Ye Wuxing, it's bad luck for you, I can't touch Ye Wuque, so I can only use you to get back the face I lost!

"

Now everyone in Leiyun City is comparing Ye Wuji to him.

The conclusion drawn is that Ye Jianxin is not even half as good as Ye Wuxing.

Thinking of this, Ye Jianxin felt uncomfortable all over.

I wish I could kill Ye Wuxing with one sword.

…

…

After following the steward into the inner room, Ye Wuzong and the others stood in a quiet courtyard waiting.

After a while, the steward turned back and took a silver key in his hand.

"Master, I'm really sorry. I'm just a silver-robed steward, so my powers are very limited. I can only rent an eighth-grade Xuan-level pill furnace for you."

The man in charge smiled and said: "It's just that through my efforts, among the eighth-grade pill furnaces, I carefully selected a top-notch pill furnace with the help of soul fire inscriptions for the young master. It has a great auxiliary effect on alchemy. I don't know.

What do you think?"

While he was speaking, his eyes kept glancing at Ming Cang Sword intentionally or unintentionally.

Because Ming Cangjian is older and more like a highly respected alchemist.

As for Ye Wuji, he is only a little older, so how could he possibly use the Xuanjie Dan Furnace?

Ye Wujiang frowned, feeling unsatisfied in his heart.

Using a Xuan-level top-grade pill furnace to refine the three stacks of Soul Wave Pills is too unsatisfactory. Although he has extremely profound knowledge of pill refining, after all, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

"Can't we be more accommodating? We can discuss the money aspect."

Ye Wujiang thought for a moment and said.

"Hey, the scope of my duties is really limited, so please bear with me, Sir."

The deacon looked troubled.

"How to say?"

Ming Cang Sword stretched out its sword fingers.

Ye Wujiang rolled his eyes at the old man angrily and said: "Put it away, there is no hatred."

The meaning of the Ming Cang Sword is actually very simple. The worst case scenario is that it will chop down this Haoyue Treasure House with one sword, and then directly snatch it away.

Of course Ye Wuxing would not agree.

The man in charge didn't know what the two of them were talking about, and asked: "Sir, there is only one Xuan-level top-level alchemy furnace here, and it is not available for rent. It doesn't matter how much money you add. You have to know... what kind of level can be rented?"

Those who use the alchemy furnace must be certified by a Xuan-level alchemist."

"Okay then, please lead the way."

Ye Wujiang nodded.

The steward was delighted and led the way.

Not long after, several people came to a private room, and there were several rooms with closed doors next to them.

The steward opened the door with a silver key and said, "Seven hundred thousand gold coins can only be used for one hour."

Ye Chuan was startled and said: "I'll go, seven hundred thousand gold coins? You can even buy top-grade Xuan-level elixirs. Master Steward, you're not a lion and want to open your mouth!"

"Haha, little brother, you can go out and find out who can rent an eighth-grade Xuan-level elixir furnace for 700,000 gold coins? If so, I will take off the head and play it as a ball for you. 700,000 gold coins are enough.

It’s a great deal.”

The man in charge said, but he was secretly laughing. In his opinion, Ye Wuzong was probably pretending to be a big Yibalang, but in fact he knew nothing about alchemy. The reason why he quoted this price was because he wanted to see the Ming Cang Sword.

manner.

Ming Cang Jian was just a sword cultivator, so he didn't know how to make alchemy? So he didn't say anything.

At this moment, the man in charge felt relieved, with a hint of success in his eyes, and suddenly changed his words: "Seven hundred thousand gold coins can only be used for half an hour..."

After saying this, he paid attention to the attitudes of Ye Wuji and Ming Cangjian, and when he saw that the two still did not refute, he became bolder.

The door is open and the room is relatively empty.

There are only a few stools.

There are some alchemy books hanging on the wall.

In the center, a bronze alchemy furnace with a height of two people stands.

"Just this broken pill furnace, I still want 700,000..."

Ye Wuzong sneered in his heart.

The man in charge glanced at the room, then narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "Master, please pay the money first."

Ye Wuji ignored him and stared at the alchemy furnace with cold eyes. He suddenly raised his palm, and the soul fire condensed into blood unicorn fire.

The blood unicorn is a spiritual beast with the most powerful yang, and its blood energy is very blazing. What's more, Ye Wuzong can use the unicorn blood to develop the 'pure yang sword energy', and he also shows off the terrifying heat of the unicorn fire!

The Xue Lin Fire is a wisp of red flame, which is directly controlled by Ye Wuzong to ignite the thunder sandalwood under the alchemy furnace.

The heating of the alchemy furnace has begun!

Ming Cang Jian also closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the wooden benches placed in the corner shattered into pieces.

In the room, there seemed to be an invisible sword net appearing directly, and there was a cold air everywhere.

"ah!"
To be continued...