The white-haired Cui elder still had a benevolent and kind appearance, smiling at Ye Jing as if he was completely unaware of the impact his previous words had on the people present.

  Yanzhao Song looked at Cui Zhanglao again, then looked at Ye Jing, and suddenly felt a little amused.

  The true son of heaven, when facing an opponent who seems temporarily unable to resist, often needs time and space to grow. At this time, there will be some people who will become his backing or protector, helping the true son of heaven upgrade and break out of the novice village.

  The enemy of an enemy is a friend, and these people are also mostly on the opposite side of the villains cannon fodder.

  When the true destined ruler grows up, these people will only need to quietly watch the true destined ruler slaughter in all directions, and as allies, there will naturally be a hundredfold reward afterwards.

  Generally speaking, they seem to be referred to as... the orthodox faction?

  "Its truly an actors self-cultivation, perfectly executing the script arrangement." Yan Zhao Ge looked at Cui Zhang Lao and Ye Jing with a gaze that didnt hide any meaning, nor was it particularly polite.

  Chui Zhanglao watched with his eyes, not only did he not get angry, but instead secretly rejoiced.

  "Rumors are not false, Zhang Yang is arrogant and must be reported." The old man with a white beard smiled slyly, without revealing any tone: "Lost face in public, although there are only sixteen people here, but one tells ten, ten tells hundred..."

  "This thorn has been planted, and this child will not let it go easily. Whether he makes a scene on the spot or waits until he leaves the mountain to make a sneak attack in the Dragon Suppressing Abyss, either way is fine."

  Yanzhao Song looked at Cui Zhanglao again, then looked at Ye Jing, and smiled in his heart.

  "First, I showed my disdain, then Ye Jing showed his unyielding determination. Next, because he was being too presumptuous and I couldnt save face, I sent one of my underlings - be it a servant or a junior apprentice - to teach Ye Jing a lesson, but instead got beaten by him until I was left searching for my teeth on the ground?"

  In this occasion, its fair and square to take action, unless the other party has obviously done something wrong, otherwise it can only be called a contest of skills.

  Unless its a low-level cultivator who takes the initiative to challenge, basically there is no possibility of being oppressed by someone stronger.

  The true destined hero, the protagonists halo, all come with over-level killing monsters and invincible same-level talents.

  A small soldier like you cant even take on a one-on-one fight, and ganging up on him is often useless too. On the contrary, it might just turn into a lot of experience points that accelerate Ye Jings growth.

  "Who knows, maybe after a few more rounds, Ill level up right there on the spot?"

  This is not an impossible thing.

  "When the time comes, those dog legs will be beaten to pieces, Ill be furious and wont care about bullying the weak, personally take action to teach this Ye Jing a lesson. Although Ye Jing is now somewhat far from me, he will still stubbornly hold on for several rounds under my hands, showing off his skills."

  "Maybe hell even use his golden finger to make me suffer a small loss?"

  "Before I got serious about beating him to a pulp, this old man with the surname Choi or someone else intervened and mediated, so all I could do was utter two sentences of harsh words like youre lucky, kid and thats how the matter ended today?"

  "Even if I win, its not glorious at all. Many people will just think that Im bullying the weak and sympathize with Ye Jing instead."

  Yanzhao Song pouted: "According to this script, am I supposed to be stupid?"

  Chui Zhanglao smiled at Yan Zhao Ge, Ye Jing and Si Kong Qing looked at Yan Zhao Ge with slight vigilance, while the others looked at Yan Zhao Ge with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

  "Zhen Long Quan, some of you have been there, and those who havent, have probably heard of its notorious reputation." Amidst the crowds anticipation, Yan Zhao Ge finally spoke up: "With your current cultivation level, even if you dont venture deep in, just approaching the edge is extremely perilous."

  "Ill accompany you on this journey, but this time its about enduring hardships, not sightseeing. Ill grasp the subtleties, but you must also strive to do your best."

  Hearing what Yan Zhao said, Cui Zhanglao smiled slightly and thought to himself: "It seems that well have to wait until the Dragon Subduing Spring is activated again."

  Ye Jing and Si Kong Qing were both shocked in their hearts.

  But then Yan Zhaos tone suddenly changed: "You follow me, and Ill take care of one or two things. As the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools..."

  Yanzhao Ge snapped his fingers and said, "Ah Hu."

  A tall figure appeared at the door: "Young Master?"

  Yanzhao Song said: "B-grade items, take sixteen pieces over, hmm, mainly pick defensive ones."

  The burly man, Ah Hu, who had been following him all along, replied: "Yes, young master."

  Soon, Ah Hu came back, carrying a pile of things and walking into the hall, then putting them down in front of everyone.

  The brilliant light flashed, shining so brightly that the young disciples couldnt open their eyes. The intense spiritual energy fluctuations also shocked them, causing their blood and Qi to surge wildly.

  "Treasures! All are treasures!" Everyone was shocked: "Yan Shixiong, these treasured weapons..."

  Yanzhao Song said nonchalantly: "This is my personal property, not a sect collection. Now giving it to you is also my personal behavior."

  "There are sixteen in total, one for each of you. Please select them in order of your entry, one by one."

  The hall fell silent for a moment, and then there were a few abrupt sounds that seemed to be someone swallowing saliva.

  For their current cultivation realm, this is a cross-era treasure. Ye Jing and the other two had gone through numerous trials in the past, and only after they took first place in the sects small competition were they rewarded with one piece each.

  At that time, how glorious was the scene in front of the stage, and how much sweat and effort was behind it?

  But now, suddenly its one piece per person?

  Although they had it before, like Sì Yè Jǐng and others, for them now, how could such a treasure be too much?

  Its just that this treasure, the Yan Zhao song is casually sixteen pieces, completely without batting an eye, as if he threw out not a crowd of younger disciples dreamy sought-after treasured swords, but a pile of broken copper and rusty iron.

  At the same time, this is not Yan Zhao Ge using his identity to withdraw from the sects treasury, but rather his private property.

  Everyones eyes on Yan Zhao Ge suddenly became fervent.

  Ye Jing clenched his fists tightly, and the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.

  He felt insulted by Yan Zhao Ges song, as if the other was showing off in front of him.

  Si Kongqing looked at Yan Zhao Ge and slightly shook his head.

  Chois elderly face was initially shocked, but then he sneered in his heart: "What is this? Using money to open the way, buying off others, isolating Ye Jing, and showing off ones own wealth?"

  "Although, indeed a big hand, the effect is also very good, and just now lost a bit of face back, but... this is too... too... hehe, really is something that a spoiled brat would do..."

  "This child is not to be feared, but in the future he will surely bring great calamity to his father." Cui Zhanglao chuckled and shook his head, picking up a suit of armor to examine it. He said to Ye Jing and the others, "The Dragons Abyss is indeed perilous; you, Yan Shixiong, are also well-intentioned."

  Facing everyones gaze, Yan Zhao Ge seemed to be completely unaware, continuing slowly: "Once I give something away, I wont take it back. These precious swords are now yours."

  "However, the specific situation of Wen Yangs training and actual combat driving, you all need to record carefully and report back to me, so that I can summarize and adjust, eliminate the dross and preserve the essence, and refine the next batch of precious soldiers."

  Everyone responded in unison, and then suddenly felt something was wrong. After a moment, they all looked up together, with a ghostly expression looking at Yan Zhao Ge.

  Chui Zhangs hands shook and his treasured sword nearly slipped from his grasp: "What did you just say?"