People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 30 Blood Wolf Sect
In the early morning, Nanchuan City gradually revived, and the sounds of vendors on the streets could be heard.

In the Ye family's hut, the sunlight became hazy and dreamy through the window paper, and the floating dust could be seen clearly.

The new house in the city no longer has the sound of chickens and ducks quacking, and the neighbor’s aunt will no longer make bang-bang sounds from feeding pigs.

Ye Changan stretched out comfortably and climbed up.

He and his sister Ye Rouer now have separate rooms, and they no longer have to worry about being woken up by making too much noise when they get up.

"Well, the progress is good."

The panel appeared before his eyes.

[Host: Ye Changan]

[Realm: Eighth Grade (Bone Forging)]

[Sending Spirit: Mountain Spirit]

[Supernatural powers: Level [-] Beast Control+, Level [-] Perception+, Level [-] Rock Body+, Level [-] Stone Feng+]

[Fitness: 50/100]

[Spirit of Thick Earth: 3.8]

Precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum are not Chinese cabbage. Lao Lang and Shantong have only found some ordinary medicinal materials recently.

However, over time, Ye Changan's point-adding speed is still very impressive.

Martial arts training also requires the use of medicine to speed up the practice, but even the core disciples in the family can't chew the medicine like a carrot like Ye Changan.

Chaos gradually arose, and the demand for medicinal herbs in the north increased day by day. Many merchants purchased them in the south and then sold them to the north, making a lot of money.

This has also caused the price of medicine throughout Daxuan to skyrocket, making it difficult for even the rich children to afford it.

Although the number of herb collectors is gradually increasing, how can they compare with Lao Lang and Shan Tong.

With his current strength, he would be able to fight even a mid-eighth-grade master.

Ye Changan left a message for Ye Rouer on the table. Li Ta sent a lot of cakes yesterday, so there was no need to cook.

He got dressed, then opened the door and left.

Although the people who live in Willow Street are not of noble status, they are mostly from wealthy families.

The surrounding neighbors looked at the new resident cautiously, with a hint of disdain in their eyes when they looked at Ye Changan's simple dress.

Ye Changan didn't mind either. He passed through most of Nanchuan City and finally saw Yulong Lake.

The gentle breeze blows, and I feel relaxed and happy.

Those who can buy mansions by this lake are all well-known and wealthy families.

This time of year, the main entrance of Chunse Building was closed, and only a few servants were cleaning the street outside the building.

Ye Changan walked into the backyard gate with ease. The servants were already familiar with this young man, and most of them greeted him warmly.

"Ye Changan, it's quite early to come."

Yun Qing's voice sounded, and she was wearing a close-fitting training uniform, as if she had just finished practicing.

Only then did Ye Changan realize that Yun Qingjiao's beautiful figure was really buried by her previous clothes.

He coughed lightly: "Where's Sister Liu?"

"You are blushing so much. Sister Liu has been waiting in the pavilion of the martial arts arena for a long time."

"Then I'll go first."

Ye Changan came to the martial arts arena with familiarity.

At a glance, he saw Sister Liu sitting under the pavilion, but today she was a little less charming, like a well-educated lady from a certain family.

And sitting next to her was an old man with white hair and white beard. His temples were bulging and he was energetic. He looked like a master of martial arts.Ye Changan quickened his pace and soon came to the two of them.

Sister Liu had long noticed Ye Changan's arrival and introduced her at the right time: "Mr. Feng, this is the Ye Changan I often mention to you."

Seeing the opportunity, Ye Changan cupped his fists and said respectfully: "Junior Ye Changan, I have met Senior Feng."

The old man named Feng saw that the young man in front of him was quite alert, so he raised his eyes and said, "Sit down, this is Liu Yatou's territory, there is no need to be polite to me, an old man."

Hearing this, Ye Changan sat down in response.

Sister Liu poured a cup of tea and put it gently in front of Ye Changan, and said leisurely: "Chang'an, maybe you have also heard that behind Chunfeng Tower is the Blood Wolf Sect, and Feng Lao is the chief guest of the Blood Wolf Sect, and he is also Qing'er. My master is a middle-level eighth-grade martial arts master."

There is only one word difference between "Ke Qing" and "Da Ke Qing", but they are worlds apart.

Feng Lao waved his hand: "He's just an old man who knows a little bit about fists and kicks, not a master."

Ye Changan raised his eyebrows. He had a premonition that this old man was very strong, but he didn't expect that he had the strength of mid-eighth grade. This was the strongest person he had ever seen.

This man is also Yun Qing's master, and Yun Qing's exquisite sword skills are still fresh in his memory.

Once you enter the eighth level of martial arts, every small step is extremely difficult to cross. It is not a problem for a mid-eighth level master to fight four early eighth-level martial arts by himself.

Coupled with the old man's status as the chief guest of the Blood Wolf Sect, he can really be regarded as a top figure in Nanchuan City.

Sister Liu has a delicate heart, and Ye Changan's words made her guess what he was thinking when they left last time.

Recruiting people like Ye Changan, cheating and cheating will only be counterproductive. It is better to show all the trump cards and be honest with each other. This is why Feng Lao was specially invited.

Ye Changan couldn't help but admire Sister Liu's courage. If he refused, Sister Liu would not only lose her face today, but her status in the Blood Wolf Gang would also be affected.

Sister Liu spoke again: "Chang'an, I know your character. The Blood Wolf Sect has no restrictions on its disciples. You can rest assured. This is especially true for Feng Lao's lineage."

She didn't shy away from telling the reasons one by one.

It turns out that although Feng Lao is a high-ranking member of the Blood Wolf Sect and his status is equivalent to that of the deputy sect leader, he spends most of his time away from home and rarely participates in matters within the sect.

Because of this, Feng Lao's lineage rarely participates in Blood Wolf Sect affairs unless it is a major matter, but correspondingly, most of Feng Lao's disciples are not welcome.

Feng Lao has two major industries, one is Chunse Tower, and the other is the black market.

Sitting in the black market as a guest minister shows how powerful he is. Even though countless members of the Blood Wolf Sect are jealous, no one dares to get involved.

Feng Lao shook his head with a smile: "Liu Yatou, you don't have to beat around the bush to praise me, I'm just a wandering cloud and wild crane."

Not only was Mr. Feng not upset when his secret was revealed in front of outsiders, but he became accustomed to it, which shows that the two have a deep relationship.

Ye Changan secretly weighed it in his mind. He didn't want to be inferior to others, but when he was in the world, he had to have an identity. This could avoid a lot of trouble.

Instead of joining other forces, it is better to join Feng Laomen and gain freedom.

Seeing Sister Liu's eyes, he decisively clasped his fists and prepared to salute.

Feng Lao stretched out one finger to lift Ye Changan's arm and said loudly: "Liu Yatou is optimistic about you, but it doesn't mean that you have passed my test. Otherwise, even if I agree, the people from the Blood Wolf Sect will not agree."

Ye Changan said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Senior Feng, how can we pass the test?"

Before Feng Lao could speak, Yun Qing's voice sounded: "It's very simple, fight with me."

Yun Qing was seen changing back to his old clothes and staring at Ye Changan with excitement.

She reminded: "Ye Chang'an, I have already entered the first level, how many moves can you still hold today?"

Ye Changan touched his chin.

He estimated that forty moves against Yun Qing would be more reasonable.

I was just worried that someone might accidentally strike too hard and knock Yun Qing away with one palm, which would not be good.

(End of this chapter)