Rebirth of the Supreme Evil Emperor

Perhaps Ye Qing's shake of his head was nothing to her. However, the young girl who had noticed Ye Qing's expression, upon seeing Ye Qing's mocking shake of his head, the arrogant her immediately could not endure it.

What do you mean by shaking your head? Do you think you're a martial arts master?

Or do you think you are more knowledgeable than me and have the right to criticize me?

Immediately, the young girl stopped practicing her fist techniques. Suppressing the discontent in her heart, she walked toward Ye Qing with a sullen face.

"What did you mean by shaking your head just now? Do you think you're stronger than me?" The young girl coldly asked as she looked at Ye Qing, whose figure was thin and completely unlike a martial artist.

Ye Qing, who was suddenly questioned by the young girl in training, was stunned for a moment before laughing in his heart.

'I am truly stronger than you. Even if I were to let your hands and legs stand still, just a breath of Essence Fire will be able to kill you in an instant.

As the Demon Lord, Ye Qing excelled in killing!

From the most basic martial arts techniques, to the attacking methods of the weapons, to the myriad of supreme spells and laws, everything was perfect.

Before he died in the calamity of the Heavenly Dao, he had exterminated a group of Immortal Sect emperors and devoured a large amount of their souls to gain their memories and enlightenment.

It could be said without any exaggeration that not only was he proficient in killing, he was also proficient in alchemy, weapons refinement, formations, and many other aspects. He was proficient in everything on both sides.

What could a mere mortal's martial arts be compared to in Ye Qing's eyes?

Of course, although Ye Qing was disdainful in his heart, he did not want to argue with the young woman and could not be bothered to get into trouble. Under the influence of the Heavenly Dao, the trouble would only get bigger and bigger, wasting his time.

Therefore, Ye Qing very straightforwardly apologized, "I'm very sorry. Previously, I just shook my head because I saw Miss's fist art and thought I still needed to practice it myself. I wasn't mocking you."

"Since that's the case, don't shake it …" The young girl glared at Ye Qing. Just as she wanted to continue, the 90 year old man sitting beneath the tree suddenly shouted, "Yan Rou, come back. I've already apologized to you."

"Grandfather …" "Yes."

The young girl called Yan Rou slightly reluctantly agreed to the old man's request, then her beautiful eyes fiercely glared at Ye Qing. Only then did she turn around and return to the old man's side.

Ye Qing felt helpless at the bottom of his heart. Being targeted by the Heavenly Dao, even if he shook his head and mocked himself, he would still unluckily attract people's hate. What a disaster that descended from the heavens.

After that, Ye Qing saw that the three of them were ignoring him again. That old man continued to guide the girl in her boxing style and he did not want to stay and cause unnecessary trouble. He directly walked to the distant small forest and sat down to cultivate.

After all, he had come to the Azure Cloud Mountain for the sake of training, not for the sake of watching beauties train.

Very quickly, Ye Qing entered the state he was in. As he circulated the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art, strands of tiny green aura appeared around Ye Qing.

Not long after, Ye Qing's strange appearance, which seemed to be asleep while sitting in the forest, naturally attracted the attention of the ninety year old man and Yan Rou.

After all, the clothes Ye Qing was wearing didn't look like a beggar on the street. It was obvious that he came from a wealthy family. As for the children of rich families, who would come to the woods on the mountain to sleep?

Could it be that sleeping here is more comfortable than sleeping on a bed at home?

It was summer, and the mosquitoes were flourishing.