Alchemy & Martial Supreme

1As for why there was a spouse finding competition on the life and death fighting stage, it was very obvious that what the seventh miss of the Lian Family was looking for was not an ordinary Martial Cultivator, but a dragon and phoenix among people with outstanding talent, talent, and courage.    

    

It was also to give an ordinary Martial Cultivator a sense of vigilance. It was fine for one to covet my beauty, but one must be prepared to die.    

    

Obviously, the seventh miss of the Lian family was serious.    

    

"Interesting. It would be great if I could marry her." A Martial Cultivator said with a hopeful expression.    

    

Although most of the Martial Cultivator present did not say it out loud, their hearts were filled with yearning.    

    

If they could marry the seventh young lady of the Lian family, not to mention the resources of the top families, just the appearance of the seventh young lady would be worth it.    

    

Marrying the most beautiful woman and using the best resources to cultivate had always been the life that the male Martial Cultivator yearned for in their hearts.    

    

Even if there was a high possibility that there was no hope at all, it would not hinder their fantasies.    

    

"Let's go and take a look!"    

    

Most of the Martial Cultivator in the square were heading toward the Life and Death fighting stage.    

    

A glint flashed across the eyes of the blade-wielding man. He stood up and mixed into the crowd.    

    

"Let's go, we'll go too."    

    

Since the target had left, Qin Ming naturally wouldn't stay in the restaurant any longer.    

    

Mi Bei had just started eating when she heard that Qin Ming was about to leave. She immediately said anxiously, "I haven't finished eating yet!"    

    

"What's so good about a martial arts blind date?"    

    

"Don't tell me you want to marry the seventh daughter of the Lian family?"    

    

It was normal for other Martial Cultivator to have such thoughts.    

    

Mi Bei did not believe that Qin Ming wanted to marry the seventh young lady of the Lian family.    

    

Although she did not leave the house, she paid close attention to Qin Ming's news at all times.    

    

Qin Ming was a household name in the entire Lan City.    

    

There were even countless Perfect Pills flowing out from Qin Ming's hands.    

    

Countless major powers were requesting to buy them.    

    

As long as Qin Ming announced that he wanted to marry a top power, he would be able to instantly fulfill his wish.    

    

Because she was the only young lady in the Feng Family, there was no need for a marriage alliance.    

    

There were usually at least five or six families in the other families. If Qin Ming wanted to marry one of them, the top powers would be eager to strengthen their relationship with him.    

    

Besides, the Seventh Miss was the granddaughter of the Great Elder, not the daughter of the patriarch, not the direct descendant.    

    

With Qin Ming's status and identity, the Seventh Miss was not worthy of him at all.    

    

Although the competition for blind dates was lively, most of them went to see women.    

    

Mi Bei had no interest in seeing women at all.    

    

"Poison Demon." Qin Ming did not say anything more. He gently spat out two words.    

    

In an instant, hatred flashed across Mi Bei's eyes. She stopped eating and stood up.    

    

Seeing this, Qin Ming sighed in his heart.    

    

Mi Bei was a cheerful and lively person in the past. Ever since the upheaval in the family, it inevitably filled her heart with hatred.    

    

Perhaps killing a few Poison Demon Martial Cultivator could calm the emotions in her heart.    

    

Actually, he knew that Mi Bei was already considered good.    

    

If other people suffered such misfortune and did not commit suicide, giving up on themselves, they would already be considered strong.    

    

The two of them followed the flow of people and arrived at Bo Mo City's life and death fighting stage.    

    

This place was already packed full. There were city guards maintaining order to prevent chaos.    

    

At this time, the stronger ones stood at the front. The weaker ones stood at the back.    

    

This was not what the city guards requested, but the rules formed by the Martial Cultivator.    

    

Qin Ming brought Mi Bei along and followed behind that blade-wielding man.    

    

The burly man walked straight in. The person blocking in front of him was pushed by him. He knew his strength and quickly made way for him.    

    

Qin Ming followed behind him not far away. The people who were close to him moved aside as if they had come into contact with a red-hot iron.    

    

Qin Ming and Mi Bei quickly arrived at the bottom of the fighting stage. They were not far away from the big man with the saber.