Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 565 Unprovoked Trouble

"Hehe, who in Black Dragon City doesn't know the name of Young Master Long? Young Master Long bought a sword from my pavilion half a year ago. Although Shuizhu was not the one who received him that time, Shuizhu has been admiring him for a long time." Shuizhu smiled with her hands covering her mouth, her eyes moving.

The Black Dragon City is not very far away from the Moluo Sect. The disciples of the Moluo Sect usually come to this city to purchase resources for cultivation. Shuizhu is very concerned about the disciples of the big sects such as "Long Qishi".

Practitioners have very strong memories, so if they want to remember someone, it is not difficult for them to not forget them for decades.

Ye Xuan nodded, threw out a storage bag, and sneered, "The war spear that I want to buy will naturally not be a mere sixth-grade or lower. Do you think such a low-level war weapon is worthy of me?"

Shui Zhu took the storage bag and looked inside it with his mind. Immediately, the smile on his face became even wider. Inside was exactly fifty mid-level Yuan Stones.

"Hehe, Master Long, please don't blame me for my words. Let's go to the battle treasure house now."

The woman smiled playfully, blinked, and put one arm directly around Ye Xuan's right arm, leading him towards the upper and lower passages. Her slender waist and round buttocks swayed in smooth curves as she walked.

"Mr. Long, you have found the right place to buy a war spear. Our War Treasure Pavilion is definitely the first store that sells war spears in the entire territory under the jurisdiction of the Demon Luo Sect."

Shuizhu held Ye Xuan's arm, and her bulging breasts rubbed against Ye Xuan's arm intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, pulled his arm out of the other party's arm, and said, "Very good, I hope you won't disappoint me."

With a puff, Shuizhu smiled and said coquettishly, "I already know the name of Master Long from my sister. If Master Long doesn't mind my vulgar appearance, Shuizhu is willing to serve you tonight. Although I am not as good as that sister in dual cultivation, I am also proficient in some bone-twisting techniques, which is also interesting."

Ye Xuan felt annoyed and regretted using the identity of Long Qishi.

At this moment, the two had already arrived at the underground stone chamber.

Ye Xuan saw the circular teleportation array in the stone chamber and said, "Okay, take me to choose a war spear first."

Shuizhu nodded with a smile on his face, but there was a hint of contempt in his eyes. Everyone knew who he was. He was just a useless guy.

After activating the teleportation array, the two disappeared in the stone chamber. When they reappeared, they had arrived at a small square. On one side of the square was a small hill with a huge stone gate at the bottom of the hill.

Just as Ye Xuan and the other person were teleported here, the stone door opened and several people walked out.

The leader among them was a young man with a cold face and an arrogant look. Coincidentally, this young man was also wearing the uniform of an inner disciple of the Moluo Sect.

Next to the young man, there was a maid wearing the same cheongsam, saying something with a smile on her face.

On the other side was a white-haired old man.

Behind the three people, there was a group of men and women dressed in the uniforms of the disciples of the Moluo Sect.

"Huh? Who do we see? Isn't this Master Long?"

"Haha, what a surprise, he can actually come here?"

"This guy has been in debt since his family fell into decline. I heard that he went to the Monster Mountain Range to hunt monsters a few days ago. I thought he would die in the Monster Mountain Range."

"Haha, today is really unlucky. I actually ran into this disgusting guy."

When the men and women dressed in the clothes of the Moluo Sect saw Ye Xuan, they were stunned at first, and then they burst into a sneer.

They are obviously all members of the Mo Luo Sect.

The ruthless young man from the Moluo Sect, who was at the head of the crowd, raised his hand slightly, and the disciples stopped talking.

"Who am I? It turns out to be you, a waste. How come your legs have recovered after being broken by the Holy Son last time?" The cold young man blocked Ye Xuan's way, smiled coldly and said.

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed slightly. He had some impression of this person through searching Long Qishi's soul. His name was Zhu Yankang.

He is also a young master of a family affiliated with the Moluo Sect.

In the past, the Long family and the Zhu family were of similar strength, and the Long family was even slightly stronger than the Zhu family. Both of them were playboys, and they had a feud because they had both set their eyes on a beautiful junior sister.

Neither Zhu Yankang nor Long Qishi are good people. They always bite each other every time they meet. However, due to the continuous decline of the Long family, Long Qishi has been humiliated in front of the other party many times in recent years.

"A good dog doesn't block the road, get out of the way." Ye Xuan said coldly.

Long Qishi was already afraid of Zhu Yankang, but Ye Xuan was not afraid of him.

"Hmm? What did you just say?" Zhu Yankang's face suddenly turned cold. An aura of the eighth level of the Martial King Realm emerged from his body and directly crushed towards Ye Xuan.

"He actually dared to insult Master Zhu. Did I hear it correctly?" a girl from the Moluo Sect said in surprise.

"Could it be that the Long family has recently recovered and this guy has regained his confidence?"

"Tsk tsk, this guy hasn't been seen much in the past six months since the Saint Son broke his legs and forced him to kneel and beg for mercy. I didn't expect that his cultivation level didn't improve in half a year, but his courage did improve a lot."

Hearing the words of the disciples of the Demon Luo Sect, Shui Zhu, the other maid in white silk cheongsam and long legs, and the white-haired old man all looked at Ye Xuan with strange expressions.

Of course, none of the three had any intention of intervening and just watched the situation develop.

Shuizhu even had a hint of contempt in his eyes, and thought to himself: You keep calling me "Young Master", but it turns out that I have had my legs broken and was forced to kneel down.

"Didn't you hear clearly? A good dog doesn't block the road. I'm here to buy soldiers, but I'm not in the mood to pay attention to a bunch of scum like you, and I don't have time to listen to your barking." Ye Xuan said without changing his expression in the face of the aura exuded by Zhu Yankang.

Dog? Trash? Barking?
This time, not only Zhu Yankang was angry, but the young men and women who followed him were also shocked and angry.

These were calling them dogs and trash, and also saying that they were just barking like dogs.

"You are such a jerk, Long Qishi. I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have become even more arrogant. You even curse people without using any dirty words. I will break your legs again today and make you crawl back to the sect!"

The speaker was a fat man. He was also a member of a family, but his family was far less powerful than the Zhu family. He was Zhu Yankang's right-hand man and had done many bad things for Zhu Yankang.

He took two steps forward, his aura suddenly bursting out, and in an instant his vital energy surged, forming a vague shadow behind him.

The shadow was like a snake or a dragon, tumbling up and down in a black fog. Low roars could be heard faintly from the black fog, and each one was soul-stirring.

Ye Xuan's expression became serious. He knew that judging from the aura of this fat man, he was already at the peak of the seventh level of the Martial King Realm and could advance to the eighth level of the Martial King Realm at any time. Under normal circumstances, Long Qishi might really have his legs broken by him.

(End of this chapter)