Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1233 - 1158: Jealousy

"Isn’t that Lin Yanran?"

"Lin Yanran indeed has good talent, advancing to Peak Warrior at this age, but her strength is still far from Tu Lei."

The martial artists discussed, having reached a conclusion.

At this moment, the battle between Tu Lei and Lin Yanran had already started. Tu Lei wasted no words and directly launched a furious punch at Lin Yanran.

He had no weapon; his fists were his weapons. His fists roared like thunder, incredibly fierce, as if thunder truly appeared.

Lin Yanran had never seen such a violent battle. She drew her longsword but was merely holding on.

At this moment, Lu Qi and Wang Jinlun walked down and approached Ye Qingfeng.

Lu Qi’s face remained calm, showing no disappointment at surrendering earlier, while Wang Jinlun had a faint helplessness at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Qi surrendering directly was indeed unexpected, as he still wanted to try out the Peerless Sword.

"Senior Ye, do you know Mu Wushuang?" Lu Qi asked Ye Qingfeng beside him.

"Yes," Ye Qingfeng replied candidly without hiding anything.

"I’ve heard Mu Wushuang mention Senior Ye. She is very grateful to you. Her alchemy is above mine, but she doesn’t focus on cultivation. She was originally only a High-level War Master, but recently, when I saw her, she was already a Peak Warrior."

Lu Qi gazed at Ye Qingfeng, her beautiful eyes flowing like autumn water.

"Mu Wushuang mentioned she has an elixir you gave her. Once her cultivation stabilizes, she can directly advance to a Primary War General. So, she is very grateful to you, Senior Ye."

Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly. Grateful to him?

She probably hates him more, as Ye Qingfeng had forced her master, Xiao Qiu, to commit suicide in front of her. How could she possibly be grateful to Ye Qingfeng?

But Ye Qingfeng didn’t mind. For the rest of his life, he would have no dealings with Mu Wushuang. Whether she hated or was grateful to him didn’t matter anymore.

Wang Jinlun listened, utterly shocked. Ye Qingfeng’s elixir could allow a High-level War Master to advance to Peak Warrior in such a short time. This was the level of Huaxia’s top geniuses.

What was even more astonishing was that the elixir given by Ye Qingfeng could allow someone to directly reach War General Level.

War General Level, a true master.

"What do you want to say?" Ye Qingfeng asked directly, even to Lu Qi, showing no interest in idle chatter.

"If possible, I’d like to become your apprentice, Senior Ye." Lu Qi suddenly bowed slightly and said to Ye Qingfeng.

Apprentice?

This time, it wasn’t just Wang Jinlun; even Ye Qingfeng was surprised by Lu Qi.

"You don’t need to worry about other things, Senior Ye. My master is my mother, the Sect Leader of Hundred Herbs Hall. She would be delighted if I could become your apprentice, Senior Ye."

Lu Qi smiled charmingly, her red lips slightly opening: "I believe, within all of Huaxia, you are the number one in alchemy, Senior Ye!"

Number one in alchemy, Wang Jinlun’s heart trembled, such high praise.

It meant that in Lu Qi’s heart, Ye Qingfeng’s alchemy had surpassed her mother, the Sect Leader of Hundred Herbs Hall, and even surpassed the Elixir King Xiao Qiu of Scarlet Void Valley!

Wang Jinlun felt a sense of defeat, wondering if Ye Qingfeng was really so formidable, invincible not only in martial arts but also in alchemy?

"Alchemy is not my forte, and I don’t have time to take on students." Ye Qingfeng shook his head.

Lu Qi’s eyes showed a hint of disappointment, her flowing gaze hard to refuse.

"However, in the future, I will establish my own force. If you wish, you can join, and I will find time to guide your alchemy technique."

Ye Qingfeng’s sudden change of direction caught Lu Qi off guard. She grabbed Ye Qingfeng’s arm excitedly and said, "Really? That’s great! I’ll be the first to join your organization, Senior Ye."

Wang Jinlun watched dumbfounded, wondering why Lu Qi was so happy, even if Ye Qingfeng was better than her mother in alchemy, which was unlike her usual calm demeanor.

Lu Qi was ecstatic inside; only she knew how extraordinary Ye Qingfeng’s alchemy really was!

Her mother had seen the elixir Ye Qingfeng gave to Elder Xi, and judging by her analysis, Ye Qingfeng had used only worldly medicinal ingredients to refine it.

How extraordinary was that?

To know, even Lu Qi’s mother, standing at the peak of Huaxia in alchemy, required dozens of rare herbs of 300 years to refine an equivalent elixir.

Thus, one could see the gap between Ye Qingfeng and Lu Qi’s mother, which was like heaven and earth. For Ye Qingfeng, this level of elixir was inexhaustible!

So, Lu Qi was eager to become Ye Qingfeng’s apprentice.

Meanwhile, on the central stage, Tu Lei punched Lin Yanran away, casting his eyes over this way, and fury surged.

This woman, who belonged to him, was holding another man’s arm!

Tu Lei’s anger could no longer be restrained. To prove he was the strongest genius to Lu Qi, he would defeat Wang Jinlun and Ye Qingfeng.

Tu Lei, full of anger, struck again with a punch, accompanied by a thunderous sound. A sliver of thunder could indeed be seen on his fist.

"Hiss, this Tu Lei really deserves to be the genius of Wind Thunder Hall. The thunder on his fist can already take shape, how terrifying."

Lin Yanran reacted, quickly bringing her treasure sword before her to resist. But Tu Lei’s punch was too fierce. His angry punch wasn’t something Lin Yanran could withstand.

"Bang!"

Lin Yanran was knocked off the stage, hitting the ground, coughing up blood.

Bitterness surged in Lin Yanran’s heart. Her strength was too weak; when Tu Lei went all out, she had no room to resist.

"Tu Lei is so strong!"

"His thunder can already take shape, terrifying combat prowess. Even with the Peerless Sword, Wang Jinlun probably isn’t a match."

For a moment, the surrounding martial artists were awed and dazzled by Tu Lei’s prowess, acknowledging him as Jiangdong’s most outstanding genius.

Tu Lei stood confidently on the stage, not giving Lin Yanran any thought; she had never been his opponent.

His opponent was Wang Jinlun!

Tu Lei slightly turned, his muscles bulging like a dragon, his gaze flashed with lightning as he pointed over here.

Tu Lei shouted loudly, "Wang Jinlun, come up for a battle!"

This person, so domineering, a group of martial artists thought, completely ignoring the referee. The entire Sect Competition had become his and Wang Jinlun’s stage of final battle.

Wang Jinlun smiled faintly, relaxed and unhurried, also looking forward to this battle.

His Peerless Sword finally could be unsheathed!