Chapter 1239: Again Seeing Yang Jing
Ye Li looked at the Black Bug Race Leader with a calm and composed gaze.
At this moment, the Black Bug Race Leader was no longer able to utter a complete sentence, still trembling in place.
“Since you do not choose your way of death, I will have to choose for you,” Ye Li said.
As his words fell, Ye Li raised the Ancient Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand and furiously slashed down.
Instantly, a supreme sword beam burst out from the Ancient Dragon Abyss Sword, flying toward the Black Bug Race Leader.
Watching the supreme sword beam advancing toward him, the Black Bug Race Leader knew that he could never withstand such an attack.
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He could only widen his eyes and utter four words:
“My life is over.”
As the Black Bug Race Leader’s words fell, his life was forever erased from this world.
Ye Li looked indifferently at the Black Bug Race Leader’s body, muttering to himself, “Blame only your kin for encountering me beneath Mad Tiger Mountain.”
Having said that, he placed the Ancient Dragon Abyss Sword back into the system space and slowly walked away from the place.
Three days later.
Ye Li arrived at a certain place.
It was at the base of a sect.
He discovered that the sect was recruiting disciples.
What surprised him was that Yang Jing was also among them.
“Who is that? He’s so handsome!”
“My heavens, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would not have known that there was such an incomparably handsome person in this world.”
“He’s too handsome, I feel like compared to him, I’m like the earth to his sky.”
For a moment, the faces of all the disciples showed shock, jealousy, envy, and infatuation.
Without a doubt, Yang Jing also saw Ye Li.
“Senior?”
Yang Jing’s fair face solidified with emotion, for she had not expected to see Ye Li at the Qianyuan Sect.
“Senior.”
Seconds later, Yang Jing came back to her senses and hurried to Ye Li’s side, respectfully addressing him.
“What are you doing here?” Ye Li looked at Yang Jing, puzzled.
“Senior, I wish to join Qianyuan Sect, so…”
Yang Jing was cut off by Ye Li before she could finish.
“Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to join Qianyuan Sect?”
Yang Jing was taken aback, obviously not expecting Ye Li to say such a thing.
“Senior, you, you!”
Yang Jing was at a loss for words.
“Let’s go, we’ll head to Qianyuan Sect,” Ye Li said calmly.
“But, but Senior, I still need to undergo the trial,” Yang Jing said to Ye Li.
Ye Li smiled confidently, “Don’t worry.”
Then Ye Li and Yang Jing set off toward the Qianyuan Sect.
Before long, Ye Li and Yang Jing reached the entrance to the Qianyuan Sect.
A few disciples of the Qianyuan Sect were startled, their faces showing a trace of astonishment as they had not expected Ye Li and Yang Jing to appear before them.
“The trial isn’t over yet, what are you doing coming up here?”
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After regaining their composure, a few of the disciples shouted at Ye Li and Yang Jing.
“We don’t need to go through the trial,” Ye Li spoke slowly.
The disciples were stunned. No trial?
They did not understand what Ye Li meant.
“Any disciple who wishes to enter the Qianyuan Sect must undergo the trial; no one has special privileges,” one of the Qianyuan Sect disciples said to Ye Li.
Ye Li just smiled faintly, his gentle and jade-like face betraying no disturbance.
“Move aside,” Ye Li said, looking at the few Qianyuan Sect disciples in front of him, “I don’t want to waste too much time talking with you.”