Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 472 A Girl Chases Him
The sea boat has set sail again. As soon as Ye Xuan stepped onto the deck, he attracted the attention of many people.

The martial arts continent focuses on martial arts.

Ye Xuan ignored everyone's gazes and walked to the bow of the boat, facing the sea breeze, closing his eyes slightly, and calming himself down.

At the same time, he was wondering why the Holy Maiden of Baihua Valley suddenly disappeared after boarding the giant boat.

In the past two months, Ye Xuan has been searching for the Holy Maiden of Baihua Valley, but there has been no news.

The Holy Maiden of Baihua Valley seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. Ye Xuan was extremely cautious about this woman. He would feel uneasy if he didn't get rid of her.

Now that she has obtained the Little Sacred Tree, the Saintess of the Hundred Flowers Valley will never give up and will definitely find ways to snatch it back.

And with such a precious wood treasure in his possession, Ye Xuan must be extremely careful after arriving in Zhongzhou, as there will definitely be many powerful people who will snatch it away.

There were light footsteps behind him, and a female cultivator walked towards Ye Xuan with lotus steps.

The female cultivator was wearing a blue long dress. Not only did she look stunning, but she also had an elegant and graceful temperament.

Her snow-white skin was crystal clear, and her long black hair fell to her waist. She walked behind Ye Xuan and stopped less than ten feet away.

I hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether I should move forward.

Ye Xuan frowned and clearly smelled a faint fragrance coming from behind him.

He opened his eyes.

A soft, slightly shy voice came, "Thank you, Brother Ye, for saving my life that day. Brother Ye is worried."

Ye Xuan frowned, turned around and looked, and said, "It's you."

The female cultivator smiled slightly, very beautifully.

"My name is Wang Yan. Every time I meet Brother Ye, I am always surprised. I have some questions about martial arts. Could Brother Ye give me some advice?"

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and he shook his head and said, "I don't deserve your guidance. I'm just a rookie."

"So, Brother Ye agrees." Wang Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a sweet smile with a hint of playfulness.

There was a subtle flash of strange color in Ye Xuan's eyes.

It has to be said that Wang Yan not only has an amazing appearance, but also has a generous and elegant temperament. Her every frown and smile can move a man's heart.

Seeing that Ye Xuan stopped talking, Wang Yan smiled and floated in front of Ye Xuan like a fairy among flowers.

She stood there gracefully, with bright eyes and a slightly red face.

The woman raised her head slightly, and Ye Xuan didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Wang Yan's eyes were somewhat seductive and her body fragrance was alluring, like a lotus bud about to bloom.

Ye Xuan was speechless. Wang Yan's pair of crystal clear eyes looked at him brightly, as if they could speak.

Ye Xuan could feel that Wang Yan was dressed up carefully. She was wearing a blue dress that perfectly showed off her charming body. Her skin was as white as snow, and her round and translucent earlobes were very cute. She exuded an ethereal aura, and she looked like a fairy in a painting.

"Brother Ye, I am a swordsman. Can I ask you for some sword skills?"

Wang Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes were filled with anticipation, and her voice was soft and beautiful.

Ye Xuan felt that this woman was completely different from the first time they met, but then he thought that she might really admire the strong.

Maybe there are really some things he doesn't understand about kendo and he wants to ask me for advice.

"Okay." Ye Xuan nodded.

Then, the two came to a wide area. After Wang Yan practiced her swordsmanship twice, Ye Xuan also carefully guided her on the shortcomings in her swordsmanship.

With Ye Xuan's current cultivation of the Martial King Realm, plus the second realm of sword intent, and the powerful martial spirit of the Taihuang Pagoda, even if he does not practice the sword art, his understanding of the sword art is far beyond Wang Yan's. Just giving Wang Yan some pointers will benefit her a lot.

While Ye Xuan was instructing Wang Yan in the way of swordsmanship, he seemed to have some understanding of the art of swordsmanship in his mind.

Ye Xuan has always wanted to cultivate the third level of sword intent, but he has no clue yet.

He knew that this was the reason why he did not major in swordsmanship. In addition, the time he had to comprehend the sword's meaning was too short, which meant that he was too young.

Suddenly, Wang Yan, who was practicing sword skills in front of Ye Xuan, suddenly cried out "Ouch" and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Xuan asked with a change of expression.

"Well, I sprained my ankle." Wang Yan sat weakly on the deck, a trace of pain on her face. She stretched out one of her slender legs from under her skirt, revealing a crystal white jade foot.

The jade feet are snow-white and crystal clear, and the toes are round and cute.

Just looking at those beautiful feet is enough to make many men fantasize.

Ye Xuan was speechless. "How can you, a martial artist at the Martial King level, sprain your ankle? Are you kidding me?"

In the distance, some other female examiners were watching with gloomy faces.

Some girls looked extremely unhappy, their eyes were filled with anger and jealousy, they gnashed their teeth, and cursed in their hearts, "Bitch!"

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the bitch Wang Yan was trying to seduce Ye Xuan.

They also wanted to express their admiration to Young Master Ye.

Those who are strong in martial arts can win respect and even love.

Some female cultivators were itching with hatred, and they also wanted to take the initiative to throw themselves into his arms, but they were afraid of being ruthlessly rejected.

But at this moment, someone got there first.

On the wide plywood, Wang Yan practiced her sword skills again, dancing like a fairy, but she was quite resentful in her heart.

She had deliberately sprained her ankle just now, intending to give him a chance to get close to her, so that Ye Xuan would care about her and she could then go along with it and have some physical contact with him, thus narrowing the distance between them.

But she didn't expect that this person would let her use her internal energy to heal herself.

"Don't you understand romance at all? Don't my feet look pretty?" Wang Yan felt so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood while practicing sword.

She lost confidence in her beauty again.

"This trip to Zhongzhou is unpredictable, so it seems I can only take risky moves." Wang Yan sighed inwardly and stopped moving the sword.

Then, she walked slowly to Ye Xuan and smiled sweetly, "Let's stop here for today. Thank you so much for your guidance, Brother Ye. Why don't you come to my place and let me make you a cup of good tea?"

(End of this chapter)