Dragon Vein Martial God

If people knew what Jiang Ting was thinking in his heart, they would definitely be scolded as a brainless person, because everyone believed that the best way to show their sincerity was to be taken in as a disciple by the three major sects. After that, there would be an elder from the sect who would be accepted as a disciple, which was the most promising!    

    

"Elder Gu, it's better if we don't let outsiders know about the matters of our three great sects for now." After waiting for Elder Gu to finish speaking, Yang Pengyu said quickly.    

    

Only now did Elder Gu notice that her own disciple, Soong Xinlian, was still supporting this brat. He could not help but frown and said to Soong Xinlian: "Lian'er, quickly hand this person over to your Senior Brother Yang. You two follow me first!"    

    

Soong Xinlian no longer had any reason to pull Jiang Ting away, but she was still a little worried for him, and so was Shangguan Lingxi.    

    

Jiang Ting felt that if this continued, he would really attract the attention of so many people. He took his arm out from Soong Xinlian's and cupped his fist towards Shangguan Lingxi: "Miss Shangguan, thank you very much for saving my life!" After he finished speaking, he then took the initiative to leave Soong Xinlian's side.    

    

When she met Shangguan Lingxi's gaze, she revealed a slight smile.    

    

Shangguan Lingxi understood, Jiang Ting wanted her to be at ease, but looking at the look in Yang Pengyu's eyes, how could she be at ease?    

    

But right now, in front of master, he couldn't say it out loud. He could only say: "Don't be courteous, Young Master Jiang, take care of your body!"    

    

Jiang Ting just nodded and followed Yang Pengyu out.    

    

In front of Elder Gu, Yang Pengyu had done very well. He carefully supported Jiang Ting and left this place, walking towards a large tent. This was the temporary residence of the people who came out of the ancient tomb.    

    

When Jiang Ting and Yang Pengyu's figures disappeared from Elder Gu's sight, Yang Pengyu suddenly released his hand. He did not give Jiang Ting any chance to react.    

    

Jiang Ting could not help but feel a chill in his heart. If he really used up too much energy, he would have to eat sh * t all of a sudden.    

    

Jiang Ting's body did not even waver as he continued to walk forward without even taking a step. When Yang Pengyu saw that Jiang Ting did not fall in a sorry state as he had expected, the light in his eyes could not help but grow darker, and he fiercely said to Jiang Ting: "Brat, I knew it, you did it on purpose!"    

    

Jiang Ting could not help but turn cold, he stopped and coldly looked at Yang Pengyu: "What do you know? How did I do it on purpose? "    

    

"Hmph hmph, I can't be bothered to reveal your little trick, it's too despicable, I wonder how many people have used this trick of yours, the final result would be terrible, and that was before Junior Sister Soong's cultivation had a breakthrough!"    

    

"What kind of status does the Junior Sister Soong have? Just because of you, you want to eat swan meat like a toad? "Don't even think about it, your ancestor's grave doesn't even have that green artemisia selengensis!"    

    

"Don't blame me for not reminding you at that time when the beauty did not beg for it and instead lost her life in a daze!" Yang Pengyu said in an extremely miserable voice!    

    

Jiang Ting laughed coldly and said: "You talking so much can only explain one thing. Do you know what it is?"    

    

Yang Pengyu blinked his eyes, as he was unable to understand the meaning of this brat in front of him. He could not help but ask back: "What does it mean?"    

    

"This shows that you are feeling guilty, and it can also be said that you are feeling inferior. That's why you said such words when you felt that you were lacking!" Jiang Ting pretended to ponder, and said seriously.    

    

"What did you say?" You say I feel inferior? You say I can't?! Do you know who I am?! " Yang Pengyu was immediately furious.    

    

"I know, you're Yang Pengyu from Cloud Sword Sect!" Jiang Ting looked at Yang Pengyu, and accurately said his name.    

    

Yang Pengyu laughed coldly: "Looks like you brat already understand Cloud Sword Sect quite well, then you should also know that I, Yang Pengyu, am already at the peak of the Bone Refining Stage and on the outer sect's disciple ranking list, I also occupy a seat. I'm about to participate in the Internal Sect disciple examination, and am about to become a Internal Sect disciple!"    

    

He was not satisfied that Jiang Ting was able to say his name. He proudly displayed so many of his halos in a hurry!    

    

Jiang Ting heard this and swallowed his saliva forcefully.    

    

Seeing Jiang Ting like this, Yang Pengyu was very satisfied. He pulled his waist out straight, as if he had already crushed Jiang Ting, and asked disdainfully: "Do you know about this?"    

    

Jiang Ting immediately shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know at all."    

    

"You …" After Yang Pengyu heard what Jiang Ting had said, he almost fainted. A vulgar phrase kept running through his mind, in order to maintain his lofty image, he held back and asked, "Then what are you swallowing saliva for!"    

    

"I can only sigh at your good memory. You introduced so many things in such a long time, did you recite them for such a long time?!" Jiang Ting looked at him with admiration.    

    

Only now did Yang Pengyu know that he was actually tricked by this kid. Yang Pengyu had long forgotten about his identity. His eyebrows raised and his entire body's aura was released!    

    

Jiang Ting didn't even put Yang Pengyu, who was at the peak of the Bone Refining Stage, in his eyes, but he had definitely raised his guard!    

    

Just as the battle between the two was about to begin, Soong Xinlian's voice sounded from not too far away.    

    

"Senior brother Yang, senior brother Yang, my senior sister asked me to come here and tell you that pill s that can nourish this person's meridians are severely injured!"    

    

By the time she finished speaking, Soong Xinlian was already in front of him.    

    

Yang Pengyu immediately retracted his aura, and the coldness in his entire body disappeared. He smiled and said to Soong Xinlian: "Junior Sister Soong, there are many disciples of the Pills Refining Department taking care of the injured here. Why are you not resting properly, why are you here? Peng Hao also came back, he's very worried about you. "    

    

Her words made it seem as if Soong Xinlian was his little brother's wife.    

    

If she did not mention this, it would be better. However, when she mentioned this, Soong Xinlian felt even worse, but she remembered her senior sister's words.    

    

"Senior brother Yang, this is what my senior sister told me. Let me say something so that those disciples won't waste their energy. I'll go with senior brother Yang." When Soong Xinlian brought out Shangguan Lingxi, she really did not refute him.    

    

When Soong Xinlian turned around, her gaze swept coldly at Jiang Ting. The corner of her mouth slightly moved, and a trace of a cruel sneer flashed across it. Jiang Ting saw everything clearly, and was not moved at all.    

    

Soong Xinlian followed Yang Pengyu and settled Jiang Ting down. Then they left, leaving Jiang Ting alone in the tent.    

    

Jiang Ting looked around, and could not help but exclaim in surprise, as expected of a big sect, the things that were prepared inside the tent were all there, and looking at this bed, it was extremely comfortable. Jiang Ting sat down, and laughed while muttering to himself: "Looks like you have saved my Cosmic Bag's food, but I'm not sure how to eat or drink!"    

    

Jiang Ting sat cross legged and closed his eyes. After experiencing such an ancient tomb inspection, no matter what, he needed to rest and recover.    

    

However, the moment Jiang Ting closed his eyes, he heard someone shouting outside, "Everyone, stand outside the tent, immediately!" There was an order in his voice.    

    

Jiang Ting furrowed his brows, and still walked out of the tent. Right now, he did not want to watch too closely.    

    

Seeing that everyone had come out, the disciple said, "Everyone listen up, now that the Cloud Sword Sect has been divided into different management areas, I will take charge of the order of this area. My name is Zhang Xuegaang, I am a disciple of Cloud Sword Sect, and in order to make it convenient for my management, everyone has to listen to me!"    

    

"Firstly, you are not allowed to leave my jurisdiction in private. Secondly, if any conflicts arise between you two, immediately tell me. Do you remember to not settle it here?"    

    

"Yes."    

    

"Alright."    

    

There were very few people who nodded their heads in response, but Jiang Ting heard a man in the tent beside him mumbling to himself, "Truly using chicken feathers as arrows!"    

    

Zhang Xuegaang's gaze immediately swept over them, causing the man to immediately lower his head.    

    

Jiang Ting's face was unperturbed and he looked at the disciple in the eye.    

    

Zhang Xuegaang seemed to have noticed Jiang Ting, and pointed at him: "You just arrived here, didn't you?!"    

    

Looking at this arrogant disciple, Jiang Ting nodded his head and did not say a word.    

    

Zhang Xuegaang seemed to not want to let Jiang Ting go, as he walked towards Jiang Ting, and said coldly: "Why didn't you answer my question? What's your name?! "    

    

Everyone looked at Jiang Ting. The man who was muttering to himself just now was the closest to Jiang Ting, and immediately reminded him in a low voice: "Brother, this is a disciple of the Law Enforcement Department. Don't offend him, or else, you'll have a good time!"    

    

Jiang Ting looked at everyone's eyes, and it seemed as if they all carried a tinge of sympathy.    

    

"Jiang Ting." When Zhang Xuegaang came to the front of Jiang Ting, Jiang Ting said his name indifferently.    

    

Zhang Xuegaang sized Jiang Ting up from head to toe, and continued to ask: "What sect?"    

    

"No sect." Jiang Ting was still calm and indifferent, as if he didn't feel anything from Zhang Xuegaang's intimidating aura.    

    

"Is that a pure rogue cultivator?" Zhang Xuegaang looked at Jiang Ting with an even more disdainful gaze, and continued to speak, "Since it's like this, then you should just stay inside your tent properly. You are not allowed to take even a step out of your tent without my permission!"    

    

"Is that all?" Seeing this disciple's actions, Jiang Ting knew that someone must have taken care of this person and couldn't help but casually ask.    

    

Zhang Xuegaang was a little surprised. Senior brother Yang had said that this brat was very arrogant, and wanted him to take good care of this brat. Now that he was imprisoned in the tent, this brat still thought that it was nothing? A masochist?    

    

"Yes, you can stay here for now. I'll keep an eye on you!" Zhang Xuegaang said coldly.    

    

Responding to this disciple, Jiang Ting smiled casually, and said to him: "Then it's really hard on you!" After saying that, he walked back into his own tent.