Chapter 587 Let's see how many days you can hold out.



Their father was originally a top expert at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm, but due to an accident, he was seriously injured. This caused the martial arts school's apprentices to disperse and leave, until in the end, the martial arts school had no apprentices left.

Three years ago, their father finally succumbed to his illness and passed away.

Although a martial arts school has been established, without a Blood Refining Martial Artist, it is impossible to accept disciples from outside!

Fortunately, as long as Ye Qingxue reaches the Blood Refining stage within five years, she can continue to open her school and accept disciples.

She was quite capable, and it only took her two years and nine months to reach the early stage of the Blood Refining Realm.

But when she opened her school and started accepting apprentices, no one came to sign up.

At first, the two sisters didn't know what was going on.

Later, the old servant went out to inquire and learned that Wang Pojun of the Seven Kill Martial Arts School had said that anyone who dared to become an apprentice at the Snowdrift Martial Arts School would be an enemy of his Seven Kill Martial Arts School!

The sisters Ye Qingxue and Ye Qingshuang are renowned beauties in Sanhe Town.

After their father died, Wang Pojun came to their door and expressed his desire to marry Ye Qingxue as his second wife.

Although Wang Pojun is also a Blood Refining Martial Artist.

But how could the proud, young, and beautiful Ye Qingxue possibly be interested in Wang Pojun, who was over forty?

So I refused outright.

He visited her many times afterward, but was always rejected by Ye Qingxue. In the end, she wouldn't even let him in the door.

That's exactly right.

That's why he targeted the Snowdrift Martial Arts School.

As long as Piaoxue Martial Arts School doesn't recruit any apprentices, it won't have any income and will eventually go out of business!

On the other side.

Inside the Seven Kill Martial Arts School.

Sitting on a large tiger-skin chair, Wang Pojun heard his subordinates say that they had only managed to buy 100 jin of grain from the Piaoxue Martial Arts School. A cold smile crept onto his lips: "Ye Qingxue, Ye Qingxue, let's see how many days you can hold out!"

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