Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss
Chapter 905 - Ye Qianhe ReappearedChapter 905: Ye Qianhe Reappeared
“As long as we can make the sacred armor, every major sect will have to bow to us,” another warrior said complacently.
“All right, stop talking about it. Let’s go.” Gongxi Kuangdao heard their proud voices becoming louder and louder, and he was afraid someone would overhear them and ruin their great plan. He got up, ready to call the waiter to settle their bill.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing that they were about to leave, Ling Chuxi hesitated for a moment. Their plans obviously spelt trouble for the Flowing Clouds Sect. That was the sect her elder brother belonged to, so should she stop them from leaving now?
Ling Chuxi evaluated her own strength. It was definitely inconvenient for Huangfu Qingjue to help, and Su Yizhi was quite strong. Jiang Wuhen, Su Yanhua, and Baili Han had been successively promoted to the realm of True Essence, and including Duan Feiyu, Ling Yichen and herself, there were six of them at the realm of True Essence. They all had the strength for a battle. Lan Xinyu and Su Xiu’er should have no problem in protecting themselves too.
In addition to her Sword Heart Soul Breaking Technique and Duan Xiaomo’s unexpected Celestial area, there really should be no problem at all.
“Hmph, it’s ridiculous for you little shrimps to want all the major sects to bow to you as followers. Ridiculous, really ridiculous!” As Ling Chuxi was about to tell the others to prepare for a fight, an old man’s voice rang out beside her.
The voice was so familiar, so Ling Chuxi turned her head around to take a look.
‘Oh no, why is he here?!’ Ling Chuxi was stunned. Of all the people in the world, she had not expected to see Ye Qianhe here! It really was fate that she met this old pervert everywhere.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYe Qianhe had indeed returned to the Sacred Realm of Sects, but he was much more low-key than before. There was no palanquin, no music, no flowers, and no slogan chanters either. He wasn’t as spirited as before either, and the long-sleeved robe he wore looked like it hadn’t been washed for several days. There were several oil stains on his chest, and he looked as miserable as miserable could get.
How could Ling Chuxi have known that Ye Qianhe became unlucky every time he met Ling Chuxi outside the Sacred Realm of Sects? It was like she was haunting him, and he even expected to get killed by Ling Chuxi sooner or later. Hence, he went back to the Sacred Realm of Sects to plead with his master to let him learn some unique skills for revenge. However, his evil deeds had been made known to the Heavenly Star Sect, and he had been kicked out of the sect the second he entered it.
Ye Qianhe was alone with no one to support him. He couldn’t even afford the trip back to the various countries on the mainland, so he could only walk around with an empty stomach, living a miserable life. The reason he was here was because he had heard that the Flowing Clouds Sect’s Yue Qingjie was celebrating his 80th birthday, and he planned to go there to get some good food.
Somehow, he had heard Gongxi Kuangdao and his warriors planning something unfavorable for the Flowing Clouds Sect, and he became overjoyed. This was a great opportunity to gain favor from the Flowing Clouds Sect! If he could seize these people, the Flowing Clouds Sect would surely treat him well. Maybe he could even become a special guest and spend his life freeloading in the Flowing Clouds Sect!
Recently, he had taken a lot of losses. He no longer thought about Heavenly Star’s Qianhe, or his contribution to society for a thousand years, or his victories all over the nine continents... his biggest dream right now was just to grow old peacefully.
He saw the attire of Gongxi Kuangdao and the others that didn’t look like they were descendants of sects, and he had just vaguely heard their last few words. He thought that they were just a few punks who didn’t know common sense, so he wasn’t worried about their strength. As they were about to go, he blocked their path.
“Who are you?” Gongxi Kuangdao’s heart sank. Just now, this scruffy old man had been hiding in a corner, but evidently, he had overheard their conversation.