Chapter 173: Zi Ling’s Good Match (13, please subscribe!)

Ye Changsheng's words made Zi Ling feel anxious and extremely anxious. His eyes kept turning, not knowing what he was thinking.

But after Zhou Yuan, who was sitting nearby to heal her wounds, heard this, her thoughts started to move.

"Brother Ye said this, is he interested in Ning'er?"

"That's right, with Ning'er's appearance, how can any man in the world be indifferent to her? Even an ascetic monk would be tempted!"

"Based on Brother Ye's cultivation, he would be a good home for Ning'er. However, according to the Miaoyin Sect's investigation, it seems that there is more than one woman in his cave..."

"With Ning'er's appearance, I wonder if she can be a legal wife? If those people are concubines, that's fine. If you already have a legal wife, won't Ning'er have to be wronged if she goes?"

...

While Zhou Yuan was healing her wounds, she began to think in her mind.

After seeing Ye Changsheng's strength again and again, she had already made up her mind to find a way to tie Ye Changsheng to the chariot of Miaoyin Sect.

Letting his daughter marry him is undoubtedly the best plan.

However, Zhou Yuan is not the kind of person who would ignore her daughter's happiness for the sake of profit.

If Ye Changsheng is the kind of cold-blooded person who treats women purely as playthings, then Zhou Yuan would rather die than let Zi Ling follow Ye Changsheng.

Her vivid thoughts about Ye Chang were first based on her understanding of this person's character.

According to her understanding, from all aspects, Ye Changsheng is undoubtedly a good match.

"It seems that Ning'er has no objection to Brother Ye!"

...

After teasing Zi Ling, Ye Changsheng stopped talking, and the white jade flying boat became quiet.

To Ye Changsheng, the current Zi Ling is still a little green.

Perhaps because she lives under the protection of her mother, she does not yet have that perseverance and courage.

However, I think with her potential, she will gradually grow into the style that Ye Changsheng had in mind in the future.

The white jade flying boat was speeding in the sky. This magic weapon doubled Ye Changsheng's speed.

Under the guidance of Zhou Yuan and Zi Ling, Ye Changsheng led them gradually to the headquarters of the Poison Dragon Society.

The Poison Dragon Society is established on a small island called Poison Dragon Island. There is a spiritual vein on this island that is exclusively occupied by the Poison Dragon Society.

Poison Dragon Island is not very far from Baihe Island, where the headquarters of Miaoyin Sect is located, and it is precisely for this reason that the two families can become formidable enemies.

Two of the four pill-forming monks of the Poison Dragon Society have been killed by Ye Changsheng, and the remaining two should be in this headquarters.

When the white jade flying boat sped into the sky outside Dulong Island, Ye Changsheng saw a majestic mountain peak appearing in front of him.

"That's Poison Dragon Peak, and the Poison Dragon Society is built on that peak!" Zhou Yuan came over and said.

Ye Changsheng looked through the white clouds and mist and saw buildings standing on the top of the mountain.

"There is a sect-protecting formation on Poison Dragon Peak. Generally speaking, even if you are a pill-forming monk, you need to attack for three days and three nights if you want to break the formation!" Zhou Yuan said softly after taking a look at Ye Changsheng.

"Let me go take a look!"

Ye Changsheng said as he flew out of the white jade flying boat and sped towards the mountain peak.

Standing in the sky outside Poison Dragon Peak, Ye Changsheng looked at the faint light shrouding the mountain in front of him.

"Is this a level of formation? It can indeed withstand an ordinary early-stage pill-forming monk for three days and three nights..."

Ye Changsheng murmured softly, opened his mouth and spit out a small mirror.

"Whoosh!"

The Zhoutian Star Mirror flew high into the sky, and huge mana fluctuations spread from it.

Seeing this scene, Zi Ling was surprised and said: "Elder Ye is planning to attack the Poison Dragon Society directly and openly?"

"It's really his style!" Zhou Yuan said softly.

"If it were an ordinary pill-forming monk, he might have changed his appearance and sneaked in!"

"But he has absolute strength, so there is no need to be so cautious!"

While the mother and daughter were talking, Ye Changsheng stretched out his finger, and a long river of purple sword energy surged out from the mirror.

"boom!"

The surging sword energy hit the light curtain hard, erupting with an earth-shattering sound.

"who?!"

"Who is it? Dare to attack our Poison Dragon Society's sect-protecting formation?"

"Where did this arrogant person come from?"

...

As soon as Ye Changsheng took action, he immediately caused angry voices to sound on the mountain peak.

The high-ranking monks of the Poison Dragon Society sensed the change outside the moment the sect-protecting array was touched, and immediately rushed out.

The leader was a tall, dark man with a rough aura.

The aura on his body was clearly in the middle stage of pill formation.

Behind him is a very beautiful, enchanting and charming woman.

He is a monk in the early stages of pill formation.

Behind them, there were many fake elixirs, and the foundation-building monks rushed out one after another, looking at the long river of purple sword energy that hit the sect-protecting formation with shock and anger.

"boom!"

Not long after this group of people rushed out, the sect-protecting formation that had been in a stalemate with Zhoutian Star Mirror for a moment was immediately overwhelmed.

The light curtain shattered like glass, turning into a rain of light that filled the sky.

"What?"

"How can it be?"

...

The moment they saw the formation being breached, the monks of the Poison Dragon Society seemed to have seen something unbelievable. They were horrified beyond words, and their expressions changed wildly.

"How can the sect-protecting formation be so vulnerable?"

"Who is this person?"

"It's over, he's so strong, I'm afraid our Poison Dragon will not be his opponent!"

"Wait a minute, the people on the airship behind him...are the mother and daughter from the Miaoyin Sect!"

"It's the people from the Miaoyin Sect. They're here to cause trouble!"

"Then those people we sent out to surround and suppress the master of Miaoyin Sect, weren't they..."

A series of horrifying conversations quickly resounded in the air. Ye Changsheng's performance of breaking through the Poison Dragon Society's protective formation with one strike greatly shocked the hearts of the monks of this sect.

The president of the Poison Dragon Society, the man in the middle stage of pill formation, and the enchanting vice-president, their faces suddenly became extremely ugly when they saw this scene.

"Fellow Taoist, we can discuss anything we have..."

As soon as the president of the Poison Dragon Society opened his mouth to speak, he saw Ye Changsheng sneer and the mirror turned to focus on him.

He immediately opened his mouth, unable to speak, and his expression changed wildly.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh..."

...

Sounds broke through the air, and before the two top leaders of the Poison Dragon Society could make any sign, many of the foundation-building monks behind them began to fly back and escape.

"Ning'er, come with me and don't let anyone go!" Zhou Yuan immediately said to Zi Ling on the white jade flying boat.

The mother and daughter flew out of the white jade flying boat and chased after the fleeing figures.

As for Ye Changsheng, after breaking through the protective sect formation, he immediately commanded the magic weapon to attack the two pill-forming monks.

"boom!"

A long river of purple sword energy flew down, like a purple waterfall falling from the sky, surging forward and rushing towards the two pill-forming monks.

Seeing this massive attack, the expressions of the two Poison Dragon Hui Dan changed drastically. They did not dare to show any signs of neglect and used their strongest methods one after another.

Two magic weapons flew out, and they poured all their mana into them, pushing the power of the magic weapons to the extreme. They even spent a lot of effort, causing the magic weapons to suffer some irreparable damage, just to allow themselves to attack.

Be stronger and resist this raging river of sword energy.

After all, they all saw with their own eyes how terrifying the attack just now was.

Even the sect-protecting formation that could withstand the attacks of the monks in the early stages of forming the pill for three days and three nights was broken through in an instant.

If they were to face such an attack, they would definitely be defeated.
To be continued...