Peerless Magic Weapon

"You think you are worthy of protecting me? You better keep your life. If you are killed by a palm the moment you enter the small world, then you will lose a lot of face to the main peak!"

Ye Zhen was not someone who could be easily bullied, especially when the opponent looked at him with greed, it made True Leaf even more furious.

"Brat, you're only at the early stage of Building Foundation Stage and yet you dare to act so presumptuously. Why are all the other peaks still filled with unruly fellows?!"

Chen Guodong did not think that Ye Zhen would actually dare to disobey him, and immediately glared at Ye Zhen fiercely.

His body also carried an endless aura of killing intent as he pressed down towards Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen smiled faintly, took a step forward and gently swung his sleeves, his killing intent immediately disappearing without a trace.

"What, the main peak disciples want to bully the weak?"

Ye Zhen said indifferently.

Honestly speaking, this Chen Guodong was nothing in his eyes. If he were to take action, it would not take too much effort.

However, this was the main peak, and not the Little Cloud Peak. Ye Zhen did not know what would happen if he took action here, so he tried his best not to take the initiative and attack.

"Humph, boy, your bones are very hard!"

While speaking, Chen Guodong's hand had touched the spirit artifact on his waist.

Ye Zhen looked at it and curled his lips in disdain. It was just a Low Grade Spiritual Tool, yet the main peak disciple was so poor.

"Chen Guodong, if you dare make a move, aren't you afraid of the clan's punishments?"

Mei Feir had also completely torn off her face as she glared coldly at the Chen Guodong in front of her.

Chen Guodong's face changed. In the end, he was still a little afraid of the Sect Master's punishments.

"Brat, I've remembered you. You'd better not let me meet you in the small world. Otherwise, you'll have to bid farewell to this world!"

Chen Guodong looked at Ye Zhen as if he was looking at a corpse, and turned to leave.

"Ha, I will also return to you. For the sake of your safety, it's best if you don't appear in front of me!"

Ye Zhen smiled faintly, his words was light and without any imposing manner.

These words made Chen Guodong sneer, even though it was at the early stage of the Building Foundation Stage, he still dared to threaten his.

The disciples of the other peaks were indeed watching the sky from the bottom of the well.

"Just you wait!"

Chen Guodong said no more and turned to leave.

"Ye Zhen, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I've caused you trouble!"

Mei Feir said as she lowered her head in embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's all about beauties causing trouble, our Feir is so beautiful, even if we don't have two beauties, I'm not used to it!"

Ye Zhen smiled calmly, not caring about what had just happened at all.

"…"

Mei Feir's face blushed a little. She rejoiced when she heard Ye Zhen's undisguised praise.

"..."

"Name?"

"Ye Zhen."

"cultivation level?"

"Beginning Foundation Establishment."

"Peak Meridians?"

"Little Cloud Peak."

The problem was simple, the registration process was fast.

Alright, remember to gather at the entrance of the Sect Master Palace on the first of next month.

Finally, the honorary elder gave a few words of instruction and then completed the registration.

Ever since that elder heard about Little Cloud Peak, he started to neither get cold nor get hot.

From this, it could be seen that the side peaks had no status in the Qing-Yun Sect.

Mei Feir's face looked anxious, but she was still worried about Chen Guodong's threat. She begged Ye Zhen: "Ye Zhen, why don't we not participate in this trial!"

Ye Zhen knew that Mei Feir was worried for him, and his heart was also a little gratified.

Ever since they had arrived in this world, only Miao Miao and Ye Ling had treated them sincerely, and now there was even a Mei Feir who worried for them.

"It's fine, Feir, that Chen Guodong is just a piece of trash, I don't care!"

Ye Zhen assured him as he held onto Mei Feir's jade hand.

However, Mei Feir was still a little hesitant, "But …"

"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go down the mountain to take a look at the city square and not think about these troublesome matters anymore!"

Ye Zhen hurriedly changed the topic, and said to Feir.

"Alright!"

Mei Feir thought that this was the first time the two of them was going shopping alone.

The Azure Sun Sect covered an extremely wide area, and even with the two of them using all their might, it still took them a full four hours to walk out of the mountain range and arrive at the market city at the bottom of the mountain range.

This market was originally just a mortal town. After that, due to the establishment of the Azure Sun Sect, disciples of the Azure Sun Sect often came here to eat and drink, or to sell the materials and magic tools they obtained from the missions.

Gradually, more and more world-famous shops were established, and the area became more and more prosperous.

Even the rogue cultivators nearby returned to the area to purchase materials and treasures or to sell them.

This was not the first time the two of them had come here.

However, the last time Ye Zhen came here, he was in a rush to buy spirit artifact fragments, so he didn't have time to wander around.

"Miss, this Low Grade Spiritual Tool is extremely good. It can store spirit energy on its own, and when it encounters danger, it can automatically activate the shield, and can resist the three full-power attacks from the Building Foundation Stage.

Standing in front of a bunk, Mei Feir was lovingly playing with a butterfly shaped hairpin in her hand.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a crafty look in his eyes, so it was natural that he could tell Mei Feir liked him.

Although Mei Feir was only a cultivator with a Great Perfection of the Qi Refinement Stage, Ye Zhen, who was beside her, was a genuine expert of the Building Foundation Stage.

Therefore, the stall owner did his best to promote this spiritual energy and praised its benefits.

"Forget it!"

In the end, Mei Feir was still unwilling to put the hairpin back to its original position.

A Low Grade Spiritual Tool was worth ten, and with how beautiful and powerful the hairpin was, it was naturally worth a lot, far more than an ordinary Low Grade Spiritual Tool.

This was simply unattainable for a Qi Condensation cultivator like Mei Feir. Although she liked it in her heart, she still put it down.

Ye Zhen looked at Mei Feir's reluctant look and was about to open his mouth to buy the hairpin when someone suddenly said: "Senior brother, that hairpin is so beautiful, I like it!"

Ye Zhenwen turned his head and saw a man and woman walking over from the side.

As for the woman, when she saw the butterfly shaped spirit artifact, her eyes began to shine. It was obvious that she was deeply in love with it.

The woman was also wearing a set of cyan Azure Sun Sect disciple attire, but it was obvious that compared to her sexy body, it was a little too small.

The clothes were slightly smaller, barely covering most of her body. As she walked, her slim waist and slender legs would occasionally reveal some of her well-developed white flesh.

The woman was pretty good-looking, but there was an enchanting air between her brows that made Ye Zhen unconsciously frown.

The man beside her also seemed to be a disciple of Azure Sun Sect. He was handsome, but his expression revealed arrogance.

"Since junior likes it, then let's buy it!"

After the man finished speaking, he threw twenty Middle Grade Spirit Stone in front of the owner and casually said: "I'll give you twenty Spirit Stone, that should be enough right!"

Ye Zhen was extremely displeased by the noble attitude.

The owner of the shop suddenly said twenty Middle Grade Spirit Stone s and was unable to contain his joy. After hurriedly putting them away, he was about to hand the butterfly hairpin to the seductive woman.

Only, Ye Zhen was immediately unhappy.

He pointed with his finger and a stream of spiritual energy instantly rushed out, wrapping around the butterfly hairpin in the middle-aged man's hand.