my sister out for a drive."Huang Xiaoqing said, and she got on the electric bike. Ye Bufan sat behind her, his two hands resting on her slender waist."Ah!"Huang Xiaqing had just started her electric...After Huang Yi finished speaking, the place fell silent. Everyone in the audience widened their eyes and struggled to recall everything they had just heard.

"My god, what are they playing at It's fine that they were late yesterday, but to give up today outright..."

"What's the Fifth Peak doing He doesn't even have the courage to show up, what kind of challenge is that..."

"My God, what did I hear Am I hearing things Is this really true"

Those present whispered to each other, almost in disbelief at what they had heard.

If it weren't for the fact that Huang Yi, a disciple of the Enforcement Hall, was announcing this news, and if they hadn't seen a single person from the Fifth Peak yet, they truly wouldn't believe it.

The facts are settled, but people can't for the life of them figure out why.

The fifth peak's outer disciple, a cultivator who had been practicing for over a decade in the mid-stage of the Void Immortal, was scared off by a newly ascended wastrel How could this be logical

If it wasn't fear, then why surrender in public This concerns the face of Fifth Peak.

All the spectators present were disciples of the Liu Guang Jian Zong. They were very familiar with the feud between the Fifth Peak and the Ninth Peak. Unless there was a compelling reason, they would never admit defeat.

Rumors spread like wildfire, and well-wishers, with their imaginations running wild, started speculating about the hidden reasons behind it all.

Huang Yi ignored these comments, waved his hand to signal silence, and said again: "On behalf of the Enforcement Hall, I hereby announce that Ye Bufan from the Ninth Peak wins this duel!"

"Haha, have I won again"

A sudden burst of laughter echoed, and everyone realized that Ye Bufan had somehow brought Feng Zhi to the stage and was now dancing beneath it.

He leaped directly onto the Xianying Stage, "Sorry, one victory per day, I've already won two in a row. There's no way around it, my strength is just too overwhelming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd, which had just calmed down a little, erupted in noise once again.

"Damn, this guy is so shameless. What strength do you even have"

"That's exactly what I mean, not even a single finger moved, and you have the audacity to say you can't bear it..."

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry, I'm going to be driven crazy by this shameless guy..."

The jeers and insults from the audience rose in a cacophony, with people spitting venom as they berated the man, deeming him utterly shameless.

He won two games purely by luck, but he insists he did it with skill. What skill does he even have

Especially those who admired Feng Zhishi's dance were furious.

Ye Bufan's smile, however, grew even brighter, not caring at all.

"Well, are you still not convinced Then come and challenge me! I'll give you a 80% discount. Just 8,000 Xianjing!"

After he finished speaking, the angry crowd below fell silent.

Although many people would love to beat him up, the sect has its own rules.

As the lowest-cultivation ascended cultivator, there's nothing you can do if others refuse to challenge you. Otherwise, be prepared to face punishment from the Law Enforcement Hall.

Most people can't afford eight thousand immortal crystals, but some see the bigger picture.

Bai Liang got hit with a blunt object yesterday, and today he didn't even show his face. I don't believe there's nothing going on behind this.

This guy seems like a shameless loser, who knows what kind of hidden forces he might have behind him.

Despite the widespread criticism, no one dared to challenge again after careful consideration.

"A master is lonely, isn't he"

Ye Bufan shook his head, seeming extremely dissatisfied with the result. Afterward, he leaped off the platform.

He didn't mind if more people came to challenge him, after all, the masters wouldn't bother fighting someone like him who had just ascended.

As for those at the level of illusory immortals, they would be completely slaughtered with no difficulty at all.

"Poof!"

Hearing his words and seeing his pretentious act, the audience nearly spat blood in outrage.

Although no one challenged him, it didn't mean everyone acknowledged his strength. In everyone's eyes, he was still that perennial loser, just a loser who got lucky.

Although the people on the Ninth Peak were happy for Ye Bufan's victory, seeing this situation, there was really nothing to brag about. One by one, they also kept quiet and quietly left here.

Zhao Shicheng shook his head, feeling that everything was too over-the-top. He turned around and returned to report to Ji Shuxian.

In the midst of roaring and furious cries, Ye Bufan strutted proudly, leading Feng Zhi's hand towards the Ninth Peak.

These people may rant and rave, but they wouldn't dare do anything out of line.

After all, with such a huge commotion, the Law Enforcement Hall must surely be watching. Who knows when Dao Jie might swoop down from the heavens.

Two people had just separated from the crowd, when a beautiful young fairy approached.

The fairy world is never short of beautiful fairies, but each one is also unique.

The young woman had an oval face, a bit chubby, and looked both pretty and cute.

Curvaceous, she would be a goddess in the plus-size world on Earth. Even though she wears an oversized hanfu, her sexy and alluring figure is still undeniable.

Ye Bufan glanced at the towering robe, the four characters "Feng Fei" (豐肥) appearing in his mind.

But he dared not show any disrespect, for there are no weaklings in the fairy realm.

This woman looks beautiful and cute, like a lovely girl on Earth, but her aura is exceptionally powerful, even stronger than I've ever felt from Rugan and Zhao Shicheng before.

The woman walked straight over to them after seeing the two, her gaze fixed on Ye Bufan.

"Are you Young Master Ye"

"It's me, Little Sister. Do you have something to ask me"

This woman wasn't wearing the clothing of a disciple from the Jiudafeng. She looked more like a maid, and her cultivation was extremely powerful.

Ye Bufan couldn't think of a suitable title for a moment and habitually called out, "Little sister."

The woman was taken aback, clearly never having been addressed like that before. Then, she gave a slight smile.

"I am Moli, a maidservant to the Elder. The Elder requests Young Master Ye."

"The Elder wants to see me"

Ye Bufan was a little stunned. He was just an insignificant registered disciple. In terms of status, there was a huge gap between him and the Great Elder. What did she want from him

Since they've already summoned me, I have no reason or right to refuse.

He led Fengzhi in a dance and asked, "Shall we join"

Moli shook her head slightly. "No, I just wanted to see you alone."

"Oh!"

Ye Bufan turned to look at Feng Zhidu, "Go back first, and let's celebrate properly when I get back."

"Good!"

Feng Zhi danced nodded and left first.

Moli turned back to lead the way, Ye Bufan followed behind, his mind racing as he walked.

I was brought back by Elder Hua Bingyu, but she favors Feng Zhishi Dance. I'm just an extra.

And after returning to the sect, there was no more interaction between the two. Logically speaking, with such a vast difference in status, he shouldn't have paid any attention to her anymore.

Why did she suddenly call him over What did she want from him

After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out. Finally, my gaze turned to the jasmine beside me.

I'll have to get information from this little girl. Maybe I can squeeze something useful out of her.erstand why the King of Tsing Ye called it a barbarian's secret art, because this method simply couldn't be popularized.If it weren't for my strong physique and medical knowledge, which allows me to c...