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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-One: The right time, place and people

Ye Yujun raised the corner of his mouth as if he were self-deprecating, smiled, and unconsciously touched his left index finger. There was a faint mark on the end of the index finger bone, which was left after the ring was taken off after wearing it for a long time.

Bai Che naturally couldn't see this detail, and couldn't guess what Ye Yujun was thinking when he came over like this. He only knew that he must have come over because of something.

"To tell you the truth..." Soon, Ye Yujun's eyes lit up and he looked up at Bai Che. There was no fluctuation in his tone, "I came to you this time to ask for your help, but I have enough chips.

I’ll definitely be able to convince you!”

Um?!

Bai Che didn't know whether he should laugh or not. His face tightened and he didn't express anything.

But there are fluctuations in my heart...

He did not doubt the weight of Ye Yujun's words, but he was somewhat discounting what the other party said.

Negotiations are often done with skill. Even if the direct daughter of the Ye family did not lie and did have some conditions worthy of his consideration, she would never be able to persuade him as the other party thought.

After he left the Black Prison, except for his master Qing Tengzi's affairs, he was definitely concerned about other things.

What's more, his attitude towards Ye Yujun has always been the mentality of "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water". Cooperation may not be a good thing. It's hard to say whether the other party is holding flowers or hiding a sharp knife.

It's just that Ye Yujun's demeanor seems a bit like a trapped beast still fighting. Maybe you can listen to it first before talking.

"Whether you persuade me or not depends on how much leverage you have." Bai Che took back his thoughts and told the truth.

"If you can help me get to that position in my family, or just take it a step further, I may be able to help you pry into the secrets of the Martial Gods!"

When Bai Che heard this, his heart thumped.

His expression was no longer indifferent, but had changes visible to the naked eye.

Ye Yujun's words are indeed impactful...

You know, Bai Che himself is a true cultivator, and he can't be calm about the crown jewel of human martial arts, and this pearl is the god of martial arts!

After reaching the Immortal Sea Realm, you still need to break through two hurdles before you have the opportunity to come into contact with the Martial God Realm, which is a rumored land god-like existence!

As powerful as his master Qing Tengzi, who has dominated human martial arts for decades, he can only be regarded as an above-average figure among the four ancient tribes. In the past few decades, the four ancient tribes have not heard of the human martial god for a long time.

This is the word.

Even human martial arts have gone through decades of vicissitudes. I don’t know if the avenue of cultivation has been blocked or for other reasons. Being able to step into the realm of the Immortal Sea is already a monster that defies the heavens, let alone that distant place.

The incomparable realm of a human martial god.

"How do I know if what you said is true or false?"

Bai Che took a deep breath to calm down, and then looked directly into Ye Yujun's beautiful eyes, which seemed to mean he wanted to penetrate the other person's mind.

It has been a long time since he showed this kind of "greed", and it can even be said to be a gesture of urgency.

Nowadays, Qianshan Xiaojing has the confidence to "harass" the four ancient tribes on a small scale. At least as long as he does not seek death and the four ancient tribes are restrained by prohibitions, there will be no big crisis in Hualong Pavilion.

Of course, this is not enough. According to his judgment, if he can break through to the God-Slaying Realm, he will be more capable, even in the unlikely event of facing one or even two of the four ancient clans.

If you join forces to kill each other, you can hope to escape unscathed.

But even a monster with peerless talent like him is not optimistic about his breakthrough to the small realm of God-killing. At least in terms of time, no one dares to make any guarantees.

The right time, right place, right people, coupled with the cultivation environment and cultivation resources, only have a one percent chance.


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