Mortal Seeking Immortal

"That's good, I don't have to spend time looking for him!" Ye Zhou stood up and strode out of the courtyard.

Zhao Qiang was a more vindictive person than Zhao Xu.

Wu Yong said that Zhao Qiang had tried to use his connections to force Ye Zhou to do a task far away from the sect several times, and then waited for Ye Zhou to leave the sect and kill him without anyone noticing.

But fortunately Wu Yong stopped him.

After all, Ye Zhou is now Wu Yong's old customer.

Especially after Ye Zhou became proficient in refining Huangyundan, Wu Yong would order a large number of Huangyundan from Ye Zhou at a 30% discount every year, part of which he would sell and part of which he would take for himself.

Then every time the sect arranged a task, Ye Zhou would spend a lot of spirit stones to change it to the task of collecting spiritual medicine.

It can be said that Ye Zhou is his God of Wealth. Whoever kills Ye Zhou is cutting off his wealth.

Zhao Qiang, with a gloomy face, waited outside Shu Lao's courtyard, looking at the white fog that enveloped the courtyard, frowning, his eyes flashing coldly.

"Damn it! Like a turtle shrinking his head!"

Now he has issued a total of four life and death orders to Ye Zhou.

According to the rules of the sect, he has opened a way to kill Ye Zhou at any time.

But if Ye Zhou keeps shrinking in Shu Lao's formation.

He dare not break in.

He is just an outer disciple. Although Shu Lao is not an elder and his reputation is not high, he is a senior in the foundation building stage after all.

A mere Qi Refining Stage dare not offend the majesty of a Foundation Building Stage cultivator. Facing the existence of the Foundation Building Stage, he has an uncontrollable awe.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to insult Ye Zhou, he saw the white fog part a path, and Ye Zhou's figure slowly appeared.

Feeling Ye Zhou's breath, Zhao Qiang was shocked and his face changed drastically!

"How is it possible? In just three years, you, a useless spiritual root, have cultivated from the second level of Qi training to the sixth level of Qi training! How many Yellow Cloud Pills have you refined for yourself in the past few years? It's true that my brother, that useless guy, tried every means to become Mr. Shu's medicine boy. There is a reason for that!"

This is definitely not the cultivation speed that a useless spiritual root should have.

Let alone a useless spiritual root, even a genius with a medium-grade spiritual root in the sect would not be able to do it easily.

As for Zhao Qiang, he is a low-grade spiritual root owner. It took him ten years to cultivate from the first level of Qi training to the sixth level. It took him five years to cultivate from the sixth level of Qi training to the seventh level of Qi training. It took him ten years to cultivate from the seventh level of Qi training to the eighth level of Qi training.

That's right, he has now broken through the eighth level of Qi training. As long as he passes this year's inner disciple assessment, he can be promoted to an inner disciple.

His status has jumped a thousand feet.

After a brief shock, Zhao Qiang regained his composure.

It is obvious that Ye Zhou dared to come out, which means that Ye Zhou intends to fight.

"With the sixth level of Qi training, he has the possibility of fighting me with the Three Dragons Spit Pearl Furnace obtained from Manager Mu. This time, I must kill him. Otherwise, he will be in the eighth level of Qi training in a few years, and it will not be so easy to defeat him." Zhao Qiang thought.

"See you on the life and death stage." Ye Zhou waved his hand, and a flying sword flew out of the storage bag. He jumped onto the shoulder of the flying sword and flew towards the Blood Spirit Sect's life and death stage.

"If you have the courage, I will consider leaving you a whole body!" Zhao Qiang laughed coldly, took out the flying sword, and flew behind Ye Zhou.

Although he now has the right to attack Ye Zhou at any time, if he fights in the sect casually, it will definitely cause damage to the sect's facilities.

According to the sect rules, no one cares if he kills Ye Zhou, but he needs to pay compensation for the damage to the sect's facilities.

On the Blood Spirit Sect's life and death stage.

Two outer disciples are fighting to the death, and a group of disciples around the stage are constantly waving flags and shouting.

"Brother Li must kill this bastard. He actually set his sights on Ning'er!"

"Brother Li must win!"

The two fighting on the stage were a dark-skinned, rather wretched man and a handsome man in white.

The battle had lasted for nearly half an hour. The long battle consumed a huge amount of spiritual power for both men. They kept fighting, sometimes using spiritual swords, sometimes using spells, and the fight was inseparable.

The dark-skinned man caught a glimpse of a small flaw in the other party, and controlled the flying sword to "whoosh" towards the heart of the white-clothed man.

At this moment, the white-clothed man sneered, and his figure shook, dodging the golden hammer. A shining small sword shot out quickly, and with a "puff" sound, it pierced the dantian of the dark-skinned disciple, and then turned back and pierced his chest.

"You fell into the trap after all. Don't mess around with girls in your next life!"

The disciples watching below the stage cheered, and the servants waiting at a corner of the life and death stage hurriedly stepped forward to grab the corpse of the outer sect disciple and threw it casually to the pile of corpses below the stage.

Under the life and death stage is a cliff of ten thousand feet.

"Next one." The servant shouted to the audience.

There are no rules for fighting on the life and death stage.

One side dies and the other side lives is the only result.

So the life and death stage does not even need a manager, only the servants "collect corpses" for others.

At this moment, the whistling sound of the flying sword due to the high speed came from the sky, and two powerful auras descended. Everyone was slightly startled, and saw two figures landing on the life and death stage one after another.

The first person to fall was a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old with an ordinary appearance, and the second person to fall was a cold young man in his twenties.

Naturally, they were Ye Zhou and Zhao Xu.

As soon as he landed, a pungent smell of blood mixed with a strong stench rushed into his nose.

The disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect compete fiercely for various interests. Every day, someone goes to the life and death stage to duel. Every year, no one knows how many people die here.

"It's Zhao Qiang, Brother Zhao is here!" The disciples below the stage recognized Zhao Qiang's identity at a glance, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Who is the person fighting against him? He is only at the sixth level of Qi training. Isn't he doomed?"

"Tsk tsk, this is going to be a good show. With Zhao Qiang's ruthless means, he will definitely torture the opponent first and let this kid die in pain."

"This person looks familiar. Ah, I remember it. It's Ye Zhou, the outer disciple who is very famous for his alchemy skills!"

"Ye Zhou? No wonder. I heard that he killed Zhao Qiang's brother in the outer disciple assessment and robbed Zhao Qiang of two magic weapons. Zhao Qiang's life and death orders were all used on him."

"No wonder. I was wondering how a sixth-level Qi training master had the courage to challenge an eighth-level Qi training master. It turns out that he was forced to fight."

"I heard that Ye Zhou is so rich that he eats Huangyundan like candy every day. I'm so jealous. I've wanted to kill him for a long time!"

The disciples in the audience looked at Ye Zhou with gloating eyes.

Zhao Qiang saw that Ye Zhou's face was calm and there was no fear at all. His murderous intent was even stronger.

He slapped the storage bag, and a cold light flew out with a "clang" sound and pierced Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou took out a yellow talisman from the storage bag without panic.