"Alright! You little bastard, I'm not in the mood to play house with you, get lost now."

Glancing at Wang Teng coldly, Ye Wuhen said domineeringly, then looked at Wang Xuanzhi and said, "Go back and tell that old guy Wang Ling that this Zixia Dojo is a good friend of our Ye family, so tell him to stop plotting against it."

"If you make me angry, don't blame me for turning my back on you!"

"Others may be afraid of your Wang family, but I, Ye Wuhen, am not. If you are dissatisfied and want to challenge me, I welcome you at any time."

As soon as these words came out, a terrifying murderous aura suddenly surged up, and Wang Xuanzhi's face instantly darkened, and cold sweat broke out.

Damn it!

This old guy actually got involved?

Wang Xuanzhi felt very bitter in his heart. He was different from Wang Teng. He came here with a mission.

Just as Ye Qiu had guessed before, he came here under the secret order of the ancestor to investigate the Zixia Dojo, in the name of making friends, to gain a deeper understanding of the secrets of the Zixia Dojo.

But he never expected that first the Xiao family intervened and disrupted their plans, and now the Ye family directly stated its close relationship with the Zixia Dojo.

If they join the game now, they will regard the Ye family as their opponent.

What's more, there is an even more terrifying Xiao family standing by and watching coldly, waiting for the situation to change.

No one knows what their stance is, but from the current perspective, the young master of the Xiao family seems to be very interested in the Zixia Dojo.

"hateful!"

Wang Xuanzhi cursed angrily in his heart and could only swallow his anger. Only he knew the pain.

"Ye Wuhen, how dare you be so rude."

Wang Teng is not Wang Xuanzhi. He is young and full of vigor and vitality, but he cannot stand this kind of humiliation.

Just when he was about to get angry, he didn't know that before he could finish his words, a big dice was thrown at him.

Wang Teng spiraled up into the sky, fell to the ground with his arms and legs spread out, and fainted.

Ye Wuhen would not tolerate his young master's temper. With his strength in the Dao of Sacrifice, it would be very easy for him to kill Wang Teng.

Now in Zixia Mountain, it can be said that Ye Wuhen is the strongest. Who dares to disobey?

"Yeah, grandpa is really good at fighting."

"Hit him in the face and beat him into a pig's head."

Linglong's excited voice came from behind, Ye Qiu glanced at her, and she immediately became quiet again.

"Hmph, let's go..."

The young master was humiliated repeatedly, which was equivalent to the Wang family being humiliated. Coupled with the failure of this plan, Wang Xuanzhi naturally did not have a good temper.

With a cold snort, the Wang family’s ship left in disgrace, carrying the seriously injured Wang Teng.

It came with great fanfare and left silently.

However, they had no intention of leaving the sacred mountain just like that, but instead headed towards a higher mountain, Tiandao Peak.

Looking at their departing backs, Ye Qiu fell into deep thought.

"Tiandao Peak? Hmm..."

Ye Qiu is still not very clear about the position of Tiandao Peak at present, but he can be sure of one thing: Taoist Tianfeng attaches more importance to Butian Pavilion than anyone else.

The importance of Butian Pavilion in his heart has reached the level of extreme paranoia.

This kind of paranoia is also a kind of psychologically twisted heresy. Therefore, in order to protect the Butian Pavilion, who knows what he will do, even if it means anything.

This is often the most unstable and something Ye Qiu cannot guarantee.

The Wang family went to Taoist Tianfeng at this time, not knowing what would happen. The relationship between Ye Qiu and him was rather stiff, so... he was unable to persuade the other party.

I hope he can keep his original intention.

The farce finally ended after the Wang family left.

Ye Qiu said calmly: "Qingzhu, Yaya, clean up and entertain the distinguished guests from afar."

"Yes, Master."

Lin Qingzhu and Yaya talked silently. Under the leadership of Ye Qiu, the group walked into the dojo in a mighty manner.

After entering the main hall, Lin Qingzhu found more than a hundred disciples from the Daluo Hall to do menial work and be responsible for entertaining the guests from the Ye and Xiao families.

Ye Wuhen and others stayed in the main hall and were personally entertained by Ye Qiu.

"Hehe, Brother Ye! You are truly a strange man..."

"Tsk tsk, who would have thought that the most romantic young man in the world would live in a place like this? It's true that a master has his own unique style."

As he walked, Xiao Fan looked around the Zixia Taoist temple. He could sum it up in two words: too shabby.

How can this be the momentum that a powerful mountain should have?

It looks like a hermit's retreat, simple...

Anyway, he couldn't appreciate it. He still preferred the kind of place with fireworks, good wine, beautiful women, beautiful scenery, and beautiful legs...

“Ahem…”

Hearing his young master starting to smell foul language again, the fifth elder couldn't help but cough to remind him.

I was afraid that he would be beaten again, and I was worried about him.

Young master, please take it easy.

However, his worries were a little unnecessary. Ye Qiu himself did not have any aversion to this complaint. On the contrary... from the early days of the establishment of Zixia Dojo to now, this effect happened to be what he wanted most.

It is quiet, elegant, and undisturbed, making it a perfect place for his disciples to practice.

The path of cultivating immortals is inherently boring and tedious. Only by enduring loneliness can you go further.

Of course, it was mainly because of Linglong that Ye Qiu was reluctant to make the dojo too luxurious. After all, his heart bleeds when it was demolished.

So, it’s better to keep it simple. Simplicity has its own advantages.

"Yeah, not bad, not bad... I have decided that during this Heaven-Repairing Event, my Xiao family will live in Zixia Dojo. I want to experience what is so special about the place where the most romantic man in the world lives. Brother Ye will not refuse, right?"

Hearing the fifth elder's reminder, Xiao Fan quickly changed his words.

Ye Qiu looked at him with a smile, then smiled evilly and said, "Okay, but..."

"But what?"

“You have to pay more!”

"puff……"

After hearing this, Xiao Fan was stunned. What was this?

Do you think it's appropriate to use money to humiliate me, Xiao Fan?

You have to understand, I lack everything in this world, but the only thing I don’t lack is money!

You look down on me so much!

Xiao Fan immediately took out a piece of storage jade and threw it to Ye Qiu with the ugly face of a capitalist.

"One million Chijing, spend it, and we'll find out if it's not enough."

Ye Qiu: “…”

Damn, I was so careless!

I was wrong. I didn't expect this guy to be so famously rich.

Spending one million Chi Jing to live in a small attic in the mountains is like spending one million to stay in the toilet of a five-star hotel.

It is you, Young Master Xiao, who is better at spending money, you are awesome.

Ye Qiu took the storage jade, didn't care, and threw it directly to Lin Qingzhu.

"Master, what are you doing..."

Lin Qingzhu was stunned and at a loss. Why did she suddenly feel like she had the aura of a rich woman?

One million Chi Jing, this is not a small amount of money.

It is something that helps in spiritual practice. Those menial disciples worked hard for a month and only earned less than ten pieces of red essence in total.

In order to entertain the people from the two major families this time, Lin Qingzhu paid out of his own pocket and invited a hundred menial disciples from the Daluo Palace.

This total cost was less than ten pieces of red essence.

That’s it?

Made a million in one go?

They just provided a venue?

This seems to be a way to make money.

You know, many families came from all over the world to attend this sky-repairing event, and all major mountain ranges have accepted them, but in fact there are still not enough accommodation.

Some families can only live in small towns at the foot of the mountain, which shows how compact the room is.