Eternal Supreme

When Ye Qianran who had walked to the door heard these two words, his expression instantly widened. He turned to look at the girl and said, "Pfft, you really called me that. "Why must you be so serious?"    

    

The girl bit her lips and said with killing intent in her ice-cold eyes, "Husband …" If my husband speaks like that again, I will definitely kill you and commit suicide! "    

    

Ye Qianran noticed the girl's revealing intent and immediately shivered. This woman's strength was unfathomable, how could he block her? A bitter smile appeared on his face. Back then, he was too free to make that bet with the other party, so he didn't know how to end it now.    

    

"Then... "Then I'll take my leave first!" Ye Qianran didn't say anything at this moment. Since he had met such a serious woman, he had to think of a better method.    

    

The woman coldly snorted and said, "Take care, husband!"    

    

Ye Qianran could not hold back his laughter. When the girl added the word 'forceful' to her words, it really made people feel weird. Finally, she nodded and walked outside.    

    

As the woman watched Ye Qianran leave, she lightly bit her lips once more. Her ice-cold expression appeared once more. After this incident, she could not help but feel even more disgust in her heart …    

    

Ye Qianran had a helpless look on his face as he walked outside. In the end, he walked towards the Pill Pavilion. Regardless of whether it was the woman's current state or the matter of the wager, he would have to inform Elder Xing about it.    

    

When he arrived at the Pill Pavilion, he directly said after pushing open the door, "Old man, looks like I'll have to call you grandpa in the future!"    

    

Elder Xing's face was filled with doubt, but he had yet to recover from his shock.    

    

"Isn't it all about the bet!" Ye Qianran bitterly smiled as he recounted his past.    

    

After finishing her narration, she said, "If I hadn't provoked her at that time, I wouldn't have said that. But who knew that your granddaughter would be so serious?"    

    

Elder Xing glared at Ye Qianran and said, "Kid, did you do this on purpose?"    

    

"Huh?" Ye Qianran's face was full of doubt.    

    

Although my granddaughter's personality is eccentric, she also has her own pride. When you went up and put that bet away, do you think that my granddaughter isn't good?    

    

"F * ck, old man, you told me not to hit your granddaughter, and I don't like her, and she doesn't like me either. Why would she do this for a wager?" Ye Qianran said helplessly.    

    

Elder Xing knit his brows. In the end, his face was also filled with distress as he finally said, "You youngsters, go settle your own matters!" After saying that, he closed his eyes and lay on the chair, as if nothing had happened.    

    

Ye Qianran was stunned once again as a wry smile appeared on his face. He didn't expect that Elder Xing, who cared deeply about his granddaughter, would actually become a shopkeeper.    

    

In the end, he shrugged his shoulders and left the Pill Pavilion without saying anything else. After entering his own room, he put the small marten aside and took off the Heavenly Artifact. Finally, he laid down on his bed and rested comfortably.    

    

After days of concocting pills and controlling them, he had no time to rest. Lying on the bed this time, the feeling made his whole body feel incomparably comfortable.    

    

After resting for a while, he carried the small marten into his embrace and headed for another room. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he returned to his bed.    

    

As he sat there cross-legged, he couldn't help but think about it. Should he cultivate his cultivation technique or the Boundless Divine Art? Or control? Or was it a spirit needle? Or perhaps he was controlling the Highest Elder to inject some divine wind source into his body?    

    

At this time, he became depressed. It seemed like learning too much was not a good thing either …    

    

In the end, he decided to cultivate that beatings cultivation technique. Since he had completed the first level last time, it was time for him to reach the second level as well.    

    

The reason was simple, it was mainly because of the Flying Python's experience. If he had cultivated all three levels of this beatings cultivation technique, perhaps he would not have been in such a miserable state at that time.    

    

The second floor was actually pretty much the same as the first floor. It was still about opening up the flesh, and it also used the same amount of spiritual energy as the first floor. This way, the quality of the body would be better …    

    

He didn't waste any time and closed his eyes to cultivate. In order to see Xiao Meng Yao earlier on, he didn't need to put in too much effort. He had already realized that the longer he wasted, the deeper his longing for her deepened.    

    

The more time passed, the more pressure and motivation he felt. Perhaps it was because he was afraid that in the past three years, Xiao Meng Yao had completely forgotten about him.    

    

As night fell, the white light once again enveloped Ye Qianran's body. He, who was originally in pain, instantly relaxed. The Little Marten Beast's spirited eyes, which were flickering at the side, appeared somewhat gentle …    

    

That's right, after working hard for an entire night, he had finally succeeded. This was something he did not expect, as he stretched out his hand to pinch his skin, and the corner of his mouth twitched, but he still felt the pain, thinking that perhaps his beating technique was just exaggerating, if he did not feel any pain now, then it would be equivalent to numbing the pain in his body …    

    

After a comfortable morning bath, he tidied up his attire and carried his sword on his back. With his entire body glowing yellow, he carried the small marten and walked out.    

    

The fresh air gave off an indescribably refreshing feeling. Ye Qianran's eyes flickered and finally, he could not help but pull Blacky out. That's right. At this moment, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind: practice the sword!    

    

Ten minutes later, Ye Qianran stopped. Although he could not see his own movements, he felt that it was disappointing. It seemed that he had to find a set of sword technique or else he would not be able to create a handsome one …    

    

He had actually been in the academy for such a long time that he had not truly changed his mind. For example, he did not even know where the Treasure Vault was, but since the campus was so big, he only needed to know a few important things.    

    

After eating early in the cafeteria, Ye Qianran started walking around the campus. When he arrived at a place that was filled with battle platforms, he stopped walking, students were standing opposite of each other, training themselves, and then increasing their strength. The main reason was that they didn't have the Spirit Wind Tower.    

    

After looking on with relish for a while, Ye Qianran turned around and left as well. He was an associate master teacher. Even though he could go up and fight, he still felt that it wasn't quite appropriate …    

    

After going around in a circle, Ye Qianran had unknowingly arrived at the treasure pavilion. He stopped and raised his head to take a look. Just as he was about to leave, the door just happened to open at this moment.    

    

Looking into each other's eyes, Ye Qianran coughed dryly and said, "Morning …"    

    

"Fu …" Husband, good morning! "