Peerless Taoist

C5559 Add Another Condition



C5559 Add Another Condition

2"Master Ye, please come in, please come in. I was going to send someone to pick you up, but I couldn't find you in your residence, so I missed the time."    

    

Han Zheng-Su looked apologetic. He kept apologizing as soon as he saw Ye Xiao. He was quite humble.    

    

He was the Family Head of the Han family. Although the Han family was a small family, they had produced Wen Sheng back then and had some background. But now, when he saw the old man in front of him, his attitude was quite respectful.    

    

"Master Ye!"    

    

"Master Ye, you're here!"    

    

The members of the Han Family all stood up and welcomed the arrival of the elder.    

    

"This is one of the Three Prodigies of the Ruyi, Master Ye Lingtian. Our Han Family paid a lot of money to invite him here."    

    

Han Xinrou said in a low voice, "This Master Ye is the main force in this Convention of Ten Thousand Businesses."    

    

The three heroes of the Ruyi?    

    

Lu Yu shook his head. He had never heard of such a name.    

    

He glanced at Ye Lingtian. He actually had the cultivation level of the late stage of the Xuan Immortal.    

    

When Lu Yu first arrived in the Heavenly Realm, some of the officials of the third or fourth rank in the court did not have this kind of strength. It seemed that Han Zhengsu did not choose people blindly, and there was still some basis for it.    

    

Ye LingTian did not say anything. He found an armchair and casually sat down. He picked up the teacup and carefully tasted it.    

    

"This ..." The others could not help but be puzzled.    

    

Although Ye LingTian was famous, it was a bit unusual for him to act in such a way.    

    

Behind Ye LingTian, a disciple in purple shouted: "I, Master, have just left my residence and fought a decisive battle with Chen Tianying on the Sky Pillar Mountain outside of Ruyi City. I have just finished fighting and have already rushed here. "    

    

Everyone was shocked.    

    

Han Rong exclaimed, "Is it one of the three heroes of Ruyi, Chen Tianying?"    

    

This news was too shocking!    

    

The three heroes of Ruyi City represented the three most outstanding rogue cultivators in Ruyi City. They were famous and powerful. Every year, many forces would try to rope them in.    

    

"I have to correct one thing. In the future, only I, Master, will be the number one rogue cultivator." The purple-clothed disciple said proudly: "Just two hours ago, I, Master, was at Sky Pillar Mountain, killing Chen Tianying with my sword!"    

    

What?!    

    

Everyone stared with their eyes wide open, unable to believe their ears.    

    

An elder of the Han Family murmured, "Killing a Mystic Immortal expert with a sword and coming here for tea... No wonder he is Master Ye!"    

    

Everyone sighed and looked at Ye Lingtian with respect.    

    

"Hahaha! Master Ye, you gave me a big surprise!" Han Zhengsu laughed.    

    

He invited such a peerless expert. It was like swallowing a Calming Stone. He immediately calmed down.    

    

"Family Head Han, my Master's current reputation is known by everyone in the world. I'm afraid you will have to increase the remuneration you gave me earlier." The purple-clothed disciple said without any trace of politeness.    

    

"Sure! Of course you can. Master Ye, feel free to mention it. My Han family will definitely do our best to satisfy you." Han Zhengsu said excitedly.    

    

"Cough, cough!"    

    

Ye Lingtian coughed and opened his cloudy eyes. "I heard that the Han Family is the Wen Sheng Family, and our ancestor is Saint Han Changli of the Great Tang."    

    

"That's right. It's our ancestor." Han Zhengsu nodded his head.    

    

Ye Lingtian suddenly smiled. His face was full of wrinkles. "I want the thirteen pieces of brush and ink left by the saint of your Han Family. If you agree, I will take the land of the Fierce Wind Cliff for your Han Family."    

    

Han Zhengsu frowned and said, "I am afraid I can't give you the thirteen pieces of ink."    

    

Before Ye LingTian could finish speaking, the purple-clothed disciple beside him suddenly snorted coldly: "Does Family Head think that I, Master, am not worth these thirteen pieces of treasure?"    

    

"That's not the case. Instead, the Dragon's Talk has already been gifted to others." Han Zhengsu told the truth.    

    

"Oh? Who took it?" A cold light flashed across Ye Lingtian's eyes.    

    


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