The Young Lord of North Plain
The Young Lord of North Plain
"Just Tianyun Sect's master can kick your ass. You are a bunch of losers!" The snowy mountain seemed to be furious and made the entire North Plain immediately buzz!
The few godly kings trembled, and no one dared to make a sound.
After a moment, the snowy mountain said coldly, "You will be the fourth godly king of the North Plain from tomorrow. What do you say?"
He Teng was startled and quickly said, "Of course! It will be my greatest honor!"
"Good. The North Plain has always had four godly kings, and we must keep this tradition," the snowy mountain said coldly.
Teng was delighted, for he had never expected to be the godly king.
While he was excited, a light beam exploded from the snowy mountain!
The beam of light shot straight toward He Teng's eyebrows. It was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had entered He Teng's head.
He Teng's expression changed slightly. He stroked his forehead, but he did not find any scars.
"Don't worry," the snowy mountain spoke at this moment.
"It's just a mark I left to prevent you from betraying me."
He Teng seemed to be uncomfortable.
A man like him would never be loyal to anyone, for he had always used others.
Of course, he was reluctant to have a mark on him.
"Don't you know how to say thank you?" Sima Bei scolded him.
He Teng put his ideas aside and bowed, "Thank you, Lord."
The snowy mountain did not speak again, and Sima Bei hurriedly asked, "What should we do next? Please guide us, Lord."
The snow mountain said coldly, "He's just Tianyun Sect's master. How can he be compared to North Plain? I'll go and kill him now!"
The next second, the scroll in Sima Bei's hand suddenly flew up and enveloped the sky above the snow mountain!
In a short moment, the scroll emitted countless rays of light, which entered the snow mountain!
After the light rays dissipated, a figure slowly emerged from the snow mountain.
This was a youth in the prime of his life. Wearing a white robe, he emitted a strong aura. His face was full of confidence and pride, and his every move showed that he was an extraordinary character.
This young man appeared to be inexperienced, but something in his eyes told them that they'd better respect him. The aura from him was even more frightening!
"Are... are you Lord?" Sima Bei was the first to come to his senses and asked tentatively.
That young man swept his cold eyes over them and said indifferently, "Technichlly, this body belongs to the younger me. The real me is still in a deep sleep."
Was he the young Lord of North Plain? Did it mean this man was the teenage version of Lord of North Plain?
"However, even the me of this period can defeat Tianyun Sect's master easily," the youth said proudly.
At that moment, a godly king reminded him softly, "Lord, don't underestimate Tianyun Sect's master. One of his clones killed one of our godly kings. If it was his true body..."
"What?" The youth looked at the godly king fiercely, and his powerful aura instantly forced the godly king back!
He made the godly king keep coughing up blood with just a glance!
"What a powerful Qi!" Even He Teng was shocked!
This young man's power was beyond imagination!
No wonder he could become Lord of the North Plain. He had such overwhelming strength when he was still a youth, so how powerful was he now?
It was unimaginable!
The few godly kings hurriedly knelt on the ground. They did not even dare to breathe loudly, afraid of upsetting this youth.
"I'll go to North Plain now and meet Tianyun Sect's master." The youth's tone carried a trace of arrogance.
"I'll go with you!" a godly king hurriedly said.
However, this youth said coldly, "Why do I need a bunch of losers to come with me? Just stay here."
The godly king did not dare to say anything and stayed silent.
After that, the youth shook his feet and instantly disappeared.
One of the godly kings tried to search for his Qi but realized that it had long disappeared.
"Lord has really gone to the north..." a godly king said in a low voice.
"What about us? Should we follow him?" another godly king asked.
"There's no need." Sima Bei shook his head. "Lord already asked us to stay."
After saying this, Sima Bei stepped on the snow and walked into the distance.
The other godly kings did not stay any longer and quickly left.
He Teng stood alone in this vast and snowy land.
He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, "He is so powerful. I am afraid I will never be able to defeat him even with White Bone Club."
Unfortunately, White Bone Club was a Saint Weapon, but it had not been resurrected and could not display its true saint might.
Otherwise, he might be able to give it a try.
He Teng's squinted his eyes as he was thinking about something.
...
Qin Yu had rested for three days in Dayue Mountain.
Three days later, he got up from his bed and walked towards the peak of Dayue Mountain without looking back.
Many sect masters saw Qin Yu waking up and followed him up the mountain.
Almost all the prestigious sect masters of Nanzhou had come to the peak of the mountain.
This was a rare grand occasion! It was not about Qin Yu's influence, but it was rare for them to unite together for external conflicts.
"Qin Yu, if you have this time, you might as well go and cultivate. Why waste it again?" Wen Wentong said coldly.
The sect leaders also tried to talk him out of it.
They had long hoped that Qin Yu would become the next Xiao Hai.
He was the hero and glory of Nanzhou, so no one wanted anything to happen to him.
Qin Yu smiled and shook his head. "Don't worry. This time, I have a new method."
After saying that, he took out the medicinal cauldron and began to refine a pill.
However, Qin Yu did not refine a Beast Spirit Pill this time but a kind of medicinal pill that could restore energy.
It was extremely simple to refine this kind of pill, and it didn't require a lot of herbs and time to make it. With it, he would need way less time to rest.
Qin Yu spent a day refining dozens of medicinal pills.
He caressed these medicinal pills and said in a low voice, "With this, refining Beast Spirit Pills will be much easier."
Qin Yu didn't want to waste time, for no one knew when North Plain would attack them again.
Before that, Qin Yu had to ensure that all these major sects could protect themselves.
This was the only way to ensure they had the strength to protect other cultivators.
Time passed by minute by minute, and people in Tianyun Sect were also working on something.
Deputy Sect Master lay on the bed all day as if he had suffered a blow.
How could he not feel desperate when the man he had always admired was still hiding?