Disciples of Nine Swords Peak can consume sect points in exchange for training time.
Points can be exchanged for completing tasks, even cleaning, but the points are very few.
Ye Qinghuan frowned. He didn't have time to complete the task slowly, so he asked: "Can the points be exchanged or given away?"
"Can."
This was okay. Ye Qinghuan took out the banknotes and asked Fatty to exchange points for him.
He needed to enter the Leita to observe whether there was anything he wanted inside.
The outer disciples are the lowest level of Nine Swords Peak. They have very few points and need to be bought slowly by the fat man.
Ye Qinghuan was not idle either and continued to practice, consuming the spiritual stones in his hands.
It was the one that was snatched from the leader of Qingfeng Village before.
"There are quite a few spiritual stones in the ancient world. Once I recover my strength and plunder some of them in the ancient world, I will have no shortage of spiritual stones." Ye Qinghuan thought to himself.
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Several days passed.
In the past few days, the mysterious masked man has gained a bit of fame among Nine Swords Peak.
It's not because Ye Qinghuan and Liu Song have enemies, but because of his attitude towards Wang Ya.
As the only woman among the core disciples, Wang Ya received too much attention.
The mold man is the only one who dares to be so indifferent to Wang Ya.
Moreover, he is only an outer disciple.
The masked man is not the first outer disciple to be so arrogant.
The rest had their legs broken and were thrown down the mountain gate.
Even senior sister Wang Ya dares to offend, and the consequences can be imagined.
She didn't even need to do anything, her admirer was enough to give this arrogant guy a lesson.
At this moment, Fatty was also buying points among the outer disciples.
Ye Qinghuan's instructions were not to care about money at all, he needed a lot of points.
One hundred taels per point.
Fat people are not ungenerous.
One hundred and twenty points, this is what Fatty has accumulated in the past few days.
On this day, a strong man from next door to Ye Qinghuan came to his door.
"Brother Duguxiao, please leave quickly. I have received news that someone is coming to teach you a lesson."
This strong man is called Liu Xin and lives next door to Ye Qinghuan.
Fatty's previous news was mainly from him, and the relationship between the two was pretty good.
"Haha, Liu Xin, don't worry, these wastes will never be the match for Young Master Dugu!"
The fat man suddenly said proudly.
Liu Xin was helpless. In the past few days, he had also understood the personalities of these two people.
He is rich, but very conceited, as if he doesn't care about anyone.
"Little brother Dugu, brother fat, the ones who are looking for trouble this time are the most powerful ones among the outer disciples. They are buying points lavishly, showing their wealth. I'm afraid they are here for your money and points.
of."
Liu Xin said quickly.
Fatty has been spending a lot of money these days. He spent more than 100 points on more than 10,000 silver taels, which is a huge fortune.
"Fat brother, those points are not easy to deal with. Their strength can already impact the inner disciples." Liu Xin was a little anxious.
The fat man was speechless and said disdainfully: "No matter how good the real inner disciples are, in front of Master Dugu, even the core disciples are just a bunch of rubbish."
Liu Xin was speechless for a while.
These two masters and servants are too arrogant.
Everyone is just an outer disciple, and the sect doesn't take them seriously at all.
Take a look at Dugu Xiao, wearing a mask, his eyes are calm, and he has no intention of stopping the fat man.
It seems to have been accepted by default.
The core disciples are Martial Emperor level masters!
"Really, go out and compete as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late!" Liu Xin said urgently.
"Hey guys, where do you want to go?"
At this time, a voice thought faintly.
Several figures suddenly appeared at Ye Qinghuan's door, looking at Liu Xin with a faint smile.
The leader is a short-haired young man.
"Liu Xin, you've learned how to tell the truth, that's good." The short-haired young man sneered.
Liu Xin's body trembled. He knew that he would definitely not have a good life among the outer disciples.
This short-haired young man is one of the most powerful among the outer disciples, and has the strength to challenge the inner disciples.
In the next competition, he will become an inner disciple.
There was a bitter taste in his mouth. If Ye Qinghuan had listened to him earlier and left here, he would not be jealous.
"That is, buying points on a large scale among the outer disciples?"
The short-haired young man sneered and looked directly at Ye Qinghuan.
"What do you want to do?" the fat man asked angrily.
"Haha, it's very simple. As a new outer disciple, you should show some respect to your seniors, right?" The short-haired young man raised his eyebrows, "Ten thousand taels of silver notes, plus 100 points, and the rest will be left to yourselves.
Bar!"
"Noisy!"
Ye Qinghuan suddenly said calmly.
"Throw him out!"
"OK."
The fat man nodded quickly.
"court death!"
The few people brought by the short-haired young man were immediately angry and wanted to take action directly.
"Peng!"
The fat man did not hesitate and attacked several people. With his strength, it was easy to deal with several outer disciples.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The sound of fighting also attracted other outer sect disciples, and a few short-haired young men were among them. They quickly picked up the young men and threw them directly from the upstairs.
Everyone looked dumbfounded. This new masked man was really domineering. He dared to throw the most powerful person from the outer disciples directly downstairs.
"Brother Dugu, this is too impulsive, I'm afraid you will offend others!" Liu Xin did not look happy, but rather worried.
"A bunch of rubbish, what's the point of offending me?" Ye Qinghuan's expression was flat.
Liu Xin suddenly became speechless.
I think Ye Qinghuan is still too arrogant.
Although the guards are very good and powerful, it does not mean that they can do whatever they want.
There are so many masters in Nine Swords Peak, but one fat man is not enough to dominate the Nine Swords Peak.
"Boom!"
These were outer disciples with average strength. When they were thrown down, they spit out a mouthful of blood and felt very uncomfortable in their internal organs.
"Ah--"
At this time, a chuckle sounded, and the young man with a short hair was so angry that he was about to explode.
When he raised his head, he was stunned.
"Liu, senior brother Liu Song!"
In addition to Liu Song, there were several people behind him, all inner disciples.
"Let's go, come with me, I'll take him and teach him a lesson!" Liu Song said coldly.
"Okay, great!" The short-haired young man quickly stood up and nodded happily, "With Senior Brother Liu Song here, what arrogance does that little bastard have?"
Immediately, a group of people went directly upstairs and headed towards Ye Qinghuan's room.
Liu Song came and brought a group of inner disciples with him!
In an instant, these outer disciples were shocked, and they suddenly understood that the arrogant masked young man was going to suffer!