Dragon Vein Martial God

When Jiang Ting was in City Lord's Mansion, he almost forgot to ask where he was meeting up with his teammates. To others, it was just a small matter.    

    

However, it was slightly different for the Purple Frost Sect. Jiang Ting was a member of the Purple Frost Sect. If they were to fight with the Demonic Beast in fear, it would be a loss of face for the Purple Frost Sect.    

    

Moreover, when Jiang Ting entered the city, he didn't cause any unusual movements, but the beggar had his eyes on him. The beggar's true body was at the Nascent Soul Stage, and he seemed to have no ill intentions.    

    

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, the beggar appeared by his side with his true body.    

    

Although he wasn't completely confident in all of this, Jiang Ting was at least 90% certain that the middle-aged man was definitely the Nascent Soul Stage old ancestor of the Purple Frost Sect.    

    

He looked at Jiang Ting again.    

    

Hearing the middle aged man's words, he instantly revealed a wisp of guilt. "Please forgive me, Ancestor. In this Demon Suppression City, my Purple Frost Sect has too few people. Disciple has come alone, like a duckweed without roots. I only used a few tricks because of the uneasiness in my heart. "    

    

"Insecurity in my heart..." The middle-aged man's expression became strange.    

    

He really didn't see how Jiang Ting felt uneasy.    

    

Not long later, the middle-aged man sighed and said, "You and your master have very different personalities."    

    

Jiang Ting's eyes twitched, but he did not reply. Actually, he did not know how Taoist Qing Feng was like when facing outsiders.    

    

From the beginning when he first saw him, he was accepted as an in-name disciple. After breaking through to Foundation Establishment, he was qualified to enter Maple Leaf Peak. Because of the existence of an attempt, Qing Feng Taoist had always been good to him.    

    

As for whether he was gentle, cruel, violent, and bloodthirsty to outsiders... He actually didn't know.    

    

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ting changed the topic. "I don't know the name of the old ancestor."    

    

In terms of people, he was talking about his cheap master, which was not something his disciple could do.    

    

"Starfire." The middle-aged man's expression calmed down again.    

    

The word Starfire did not sound like a name, but more like some sort of self-proclamation.    

    

Jiang Ting's voice was respectful. "So it's Old Ancestor Starfire. Old Ancestor, this junior has something to ask of you."    

    

"Tell me about it." Starfire's expression became strange. It was unknown what he had thought of.    

    

Jiang Ting's expression was the same as usual. "Junior will represent the Purple Frost Sect to kill demons in the city. However, in the Demonic Beast... What? Huo Xing asked. Junior has a thick face. I would like to request the old ancestor to bestow me with some protective measures to prevent any mishaps. "    

    

He did not forget what Daoist Fresh Breeze had said when he asked him to come. The Purple Frost Sect already had a Sea Stabilizing Needle level expert hiding in the Demon Suppression City. Furthermore, the Purple Frost Sect had a Sea Stabilizing Needle level expert hiding in the Demon Suppression City. ， when he arrived at the Demon Suppression City, he would take the initiative to look for him. He would leave behind protective measures to ensure his safety.    

    

...    

    

The next day.    

    

Somewhere in the Demon City, there was a large courtyard marked with the symbol of the Black Feather Pavilion.    

    

In the courtyard, there was a penthouse. There were about four or five people in the penthouse, dressed in the uniform of the Black Feather Pavilion, sitting opposite each other.    

    

Although they weren't in the Nascent Soul stage, they were all at the Golden Core stage.    

    

They sat opposite each other for a while.    

    

One of them seemed to be unhappy with the silence and said, "Everyone, what do you think? Jiang Ting swaggered into the Demon Suppression City. It's the best time for him to make a move."    

    

"What I'm worried about is whether the Autumn Water Pavilion will intervene... The beast tide has yet to retreat. The Demon Suppression City... Their safety has yet to be ensured, and many territories of the Autumn Water Pavilion have yet to be retrieved from the hands of the Demonic Beast. If we attack him now, I'm afraid that the Autumn Water Pavilion will not sit idly by. " A Golden Core cultivator with a scar on his face shook his head.    

    

A tall and thin Golden Core said in a low voice, "Jiang Ting's talent is extraordinary. It has only been a few years and he is already at the peak of the Earth Realm. He could break through to the Heavenly Realm at any time. If we continue to delay... Who can do anything to him if the old ancestor of the Soul Transformation Realm doesn't show up? "    

    

The tall, skinny man's words caused the pavilion to fall silent.    

    

Indeed, Jiang Ting's growth was too fast!    

    

According to what they knew, Jiang Ting's age was no more than 200 years old, less than 200 to 300 years old!    

    

Normally speaking, even if it was a variant single-attribute spirit with an extremely fast cultivation speed, only around 240 years old would have a chance of reaching the Golden Core Realm.    

    

On the other hand, some people with insufficient talent might only have a chance to try breaking through after 300 years.    

    

All of this wasn't referring to everyone, but those who were qualified and had the possibility of breaking through to the Golden Core Realm. This group of people occupied a maximum of five percent of the cultivators of the Endless Sky.    

    

The remaining people were almost not qualified to break through to the Golden Core Realm.    

    

People like Jiang Ting had never been seen before.    

    

At least, according to what the Golden Core cultivators of the Black Feather Pavilion knew, Jiang Ting was at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment realm at his age.    

    

A few people with outstanding talent had just broken through to the early stage of the Golden Core Realm.    

    

Even now, the Autumn Water Pavilion's genius, Old Ancestor Wanqiu, had only broken through to the Golden Core Realm not long ago when he was the same age as Jiang Ting!    

    

Once Jiang Ting continued to grow, it wouldn't be long before he broke through one or two realms... If he didn't emerge from the Nascent Transformation Realm, with Jiang Ting's combat strength, which Golden Core would dare fight him?    

    

Because the tall and thin man's words that pointed straight to the truth, as his thoughts spread, this place became more and more silent and oppressive.    

    

After a long while, the numerous Golden Core cultivators looked at one of them at the same time... That person was all smiles. He was slightly fat, but no one would have thought that he was a Golden Core cultivator of the Black Feather Sect. Instead, they would mistakenly think that he might be some kind of unscrupulous businessman.    

    

"Why are you all looking at me?" When he saw the gazes of the numerous Golden Core cultivators, that person was still smiling... Although his smile looked somewhat sincere, anyone who was not stupid would know that it was a fake smile.    

    

It was just that his disguise was extremely good, and his fake smile also seemed to be sincere.    

    

The other Golden Core Realm Cultivators glanced at each other and spoke at the same time. "The time passed in the blink of an eye... Since you're in charge of this place now, then it's up to you to decide. It saves us from being unable to convince the other party."    

    

The slightly plump man's smile froze in an instant.    

    

It didn't matter whether he attacked or not. It was easy to say a few words, and it could be said with just a touch of his lips.    

    

But after that... he tried to assassinate Jiang Ting?    

    

Jiang Ting's strength couldn't be underestimated, not to mention that this was the Demon Suppression City!    

    

Not attacking?    

    

Jiang Ting's whereabouts were hard to predict!    

    

Either he stayed in the Purple Frost Sect and did not leave, or he would wander around in the outside world without any stops. Even if the Black Feather Pavilion had a corresponding information channel, every time... Even if Jiang Ting went out, they would wait until they received the news and rush over. They had no idea where Jiang Ting had gone to since a long time ago.    

    

If they didn't make a move, they were afraid that they wouldn't have such a good chance next time.    

    

Furthermore, due to the uniqueness of the Demon City, Jiang Ting was afraid that he didn't expect that the Black Feather Pavilion would make a move to assassinate him. His chances of successfully assassinating him had skyrocketed.    

    

If he missed this chance, he wouldn't have this shop anymore.    

    

Whether or not he made a move, there were pros and cons to it. Initially, he did not want to express his thoughts and only wanted to follow the flow without attracting attention. But now, because of his identity as the person in charge of this place, everyone looked at him.    

    

It was a difficult decision.