Nine Dragons War Sovereign

Baiyun Sect's Mission Pavilion.

A gust of wind pounced towards Ye Ling, only to see Ye Ling's expression turning cold, he suddenly took a step forward and struck out with his fist, his strength was like a clap of thunder.

"How can you be so carefree and elegant? Let's get back to business!"

Ye Ling laughed bitterly and shook his head, then looked at Bai Yihang and went straight to the point.

"Oh? You don't have a sense of humor. "

"Alright! I hope you can refine it in large quantities. If possible, you might as well ask Elder Qiong Yao to help you, as this will also help you relieve some of your burdens. What do you think? "

Bai Yihang looked at Ye Ling for a long time, and seemed to be disheartened. For a Heaven Ranked Alchemist to appear in Baiyun Sect, this was definitely a good thing for him.

Just that, there were some things that prevented him from stepping in. Qiong Yun had once told him in private that Mysterious Spirit Pill were beneficial to the disciples of the Profound Stage, and that was why the Bai Yihang had no choice but to waver.

If there was a large number of Mysterious Spirit Pill, the Baiyun Sect would definitely grow stronger quickly and the disciples of the Profound Stage would not stop because they lacked true qi.

This was a huge hurdle for the development of the Baiyun Sect, and Mysterious Spirit Pill were essential things, thus the Bai Yihang humbled himself and came to discuss with Ye Ling.

When Ye Ling heard it, he instantly understood the reason for Bai Yihang's visit. It was clear that he wanted to refine the Mysterious Spirit Pill's formula so that he could satisfy the disciples of the entire Baiyun Sect.

"Sure, as long as Sect Master asks Elder Qiong Yun to come find me, I will naturally tell him the method to refine the Mysterious Spirit Pill."

Ye Ling smiled, it was as calm as the wind, he did not care about the look of a pill formula at all, because he knew that the Baiyun Sect was in a hibernating state, and naturally needed a large amount of pills to create even more strong practitioners.

When Bai Yihang heard it, he was overjoyed. He nodded and agreed with everything Ye Ling said, then turned and left with an extremely impatient look.

Ye Ling frowned, he touched his nose, then directly returned to the West Spiritual Academy, and after Qiong Yun came over to pay his respects, Ye Ling actually gave him the pill formulas.

Waiting for Qiong Yun to happily leave, Ye Ling directly closed up and did not come out. After three years had passed, his Baiyun Sect had undergone a tremendous change.

At the same time, Martial God Sect had once sent someone over to continuously exert pressure on Baiyun Sect. However, because of Emperor Huang's protection, Martial God Sect did not dare to act rashly.

The Northern Desolate Continent had naturally become the territory of the Baiyun Sect. Under the pressure of the several empires surrounding the Baiyun Sect, they all bowed their heads in submission.

All of these things had an inseparable relationship with the Mysterious Spirit Pill. It was because of the mystical uses of the Mysterious Spirit Pill, allowing the disciples of the Baiyun Sect to quickly rise up, and the number of disciples in the clan was as much as a million.

West Spiritual Academy, the Ye Ling who was in the side room had already returned to his normal appearance, and his cultivation had jumped thousands of miles, to reach the peak of the ninth stage of the Mysterious Truth Stage.

Because the speed of cultivation had increased too quickly, Ye Ling's state of mind had not been able to keep up with his, resulting in him reaching a bottleneck and being unable to directly break through the Profound Origin Stage.

Since the Mysterious Spirit Pill was given to Qiong Yun, Ye Ling had actually become a lot more relaxed, and he had even more than ten thousand Mysterious Spirit Pill in his hands, enough for him to digest for a while.

Deep in the night, Ye Ling woke up from his cultivation in his room. After three years of refining pills and cultivating, his cultivation had increased by the day, but it was boring and he had encountered a bottleneck.

Ye Ling stood up, walked out of the room and entered the courtyard. Looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, Ye Ling actually revealed a trace of melancholy, and his face was filled with vicissitudes of life.

"Are you okay for 90,000 years?"

Ye Ling muttered in a low voice, and recalled the figure that appeared in his memory the moment Chu Lingxiang disappeared. It was as if the two people overlapped with each other, and the person waiting for him was Chu Lingxiang.

Was it fated, or was it created to fool people?

Ye Ling didn't understand, and he wouldn't go look for him either. His fate had been tampered with, and was naturally different.

"Are you thinking about her?"

Ye Ling stood in the courtyard and was deep in thought, when a gentle and graceful figure appeared in front of Ye Ling. She was actually Bing Yu, but she did not see him.

When Bing Yu saw Ye Ling, she stood alone in the courtyard staring blankly at him. It was as if she had felt touched from the bottom of her heart, and thus, had come here with the hope that she could help Ye Ling resolve the problem. At the same time, she was also looking for an opportunity to get to know Ye Ling better.

"If you want to understand me, shouldn't you speak your mind?"

"That day, you intentionally lured Zi Yun into the forest. I don't believe that you didn't know that there was no ambush."

Ye Ling turned around, his expression solemn and ice-cold. What happened that day was always on his mind, even if Bing Yu hid it well, it would not be able to fool his eyes.

Puff!

After Ye Ling finished speaking, Bing Yu's expression changed greatly, the Ye Ling in front of her caused her to feel fear, in her panic, she actually summoned her dagger and stabbed it into Ye Ling's stomach.

Drip! Drip!

Ye Ling was struck by a sword, his face turned pale, but he was not angry in the slightest. Instead, he shook his head slightly, "You have truly disappointed me!"

"No!"

"No, I just don't want Junior Sister to be buried with me like this!"

Bing Yu panicked. She realised that she had made an unforgivable mistake, she had been in a hurry a long time ago, her tears pouring down like rain. She was desperately shaking her head and blaming herself, crying.

"Junior Sister?" You mean Zi Yun? " Ye Ling frowned, seeing Bing Yu's helpless look, her crying look did not hide the terror in her heart, but instead completely flowed into her heart.

"It's her!"

"True Lord Qian Long, in order to control Zi Yun and me, he had long ago made a move on our Primordial Spirit. If we can't kill you as soon as possible and bring you back to the Martial God Sect, none of us will be able to return alive!"

She had always been the most timid, but for Zi Yun, for herself, she could only be selfish for once.

"Senior sister, why are you lying to yourself?"

Bing Yu's crying made Ye Ling feel suspicious, but just when Ye Ling was confused, a familiar voice came out.

"Hmm? Zi Yun! " Ye Ling turned her head to look, only to see the tightly closed door suddenly open. Zi Yun slowly walked out, her expression was a little cold, and a peculiar glint unceasingly flashed through her eyes.

"Junior Sister?" Why did you come out? " Bing Yu revealed a face of shock. Seeing that Zi Yun had also appeared here, made her a little nervous.

"Senior Sister, why do you need to pretend to be strong?"

"In the past few days, Ye Ling has not been unkind to you and me, you should have deeply experienced that as a person, one cannot forget one's kindness. Master is using you and me, are we really being shown off by others?"

Zi Yun arrived in front of Bing Yu, and looked at him with a grumbling gaze. Her voice revealed a hint of ice, showing that she and Bing Yu were not the same type of people.

"Then what should we do?"

Bing Yu washed her face with tears. She did not want to do this, but if she did not follow True Sovereign Qianlong's orders, then the ones who died would be them.

"Us?"

"Leave it to me!"

"If you guys are truly out of the control of Master Qian Long, I can help you get rid of his demon claws, but I have always only helped my own people, so you all must think carefully!"

Ye Ling had stepped forward, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, and since they had already revealed their cards, there was no need for him to beat around the bush.

"Is what you said true?" Bing Yu probed them with a question but was unwilling to believe in his heart. Their lives were in the hands of True Lord Qian Long and with Ye Ling's strength, it was impossible for him to help them escape the shackles of True Lord Qian Long.

"I believe you. Anyway, you've owed me before, and you've even touched me!"

Zi Yun fiercely bit her lips, and looked at Ye Ling with a somewhat hateful expression. She had actually handed her life to Ye Ling, this was entrusting it to her for life.

Ye Ling was startled, then he laughed, suddenly from the wound on his abdomen, blood spurted out, it scared Zi Yun and Bing Yu so much that their faces lost color.

"I'm fine!"

"Such a small injury can't hurt me!"

Seeing Bing Yu and Zi Yun approaching, Ye Ling anxiously raised her hand to stop him, and said in her heart: "What if you stab me again, won't I suffer a huge loss?"

Seeing Ye Ling's expression, Bing Yu revealed a look of hatred, as if he could not wait any longer, and felt that he owed Ye Ling a sword strike.

Zi Yun frowned. She knew that Ye Ling's skin was rough and thick, normal injuries would not even be able to take Ye Ling's life. But seeing her current appearance, her heart felt a little uncomfortable, as if her heart was hurting.

"AHH!"

However, just as Ye Ling was maintaining a certain distance from him, he suddenly heard a scream, his pink face had a line of black runes on it, and an unknown force was being released from his body, causing Bing Yu to be in so much pain that he couldn't take it anymore.

"Senior Sister!" Seeing that, Zi Yun anxiously went forward to take a look, but when she approached Bing Yu, she suddenly saw Bing Yu's face turn gloomy, she suddenly extended her hand out and grabbed Zi Yun's neck, raising him high up in the air.

"You, you're not Bing Yu!"

The Zi Yun who had her neck grabbed by Bing Yu was pale white, her lips were purple, and struggled with all her might to reveal that the Bing Yu in front of her was not her.

"That old bastard Master Qian Long?"

Ye Ling's face was cold, his eyes cold and sinister. It was clear that Bing Yu's body had been planted with a seal, and Bing Yu's mind was currently being controlled by True Lord Qian Long.