Chat group: The ruthless guy was blown up after kidnapping Ye Hei at the start.

The silver-robed old man was somewhat helpless. This guy had looked at so many cultivation manuals, but hadn't chosen any of them.

This left him speechless.

He had previously thought that Ye Hei was a sensible person and wouldn't be so obsessed with this.

But now it seems that's not the case.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will remember it." Ye Hei bowed and said.

Then I continued to do things my own way.

The old man in the silver robe sighed, shook his head, and left the cave.

That kid is too greedy.

Ye Hei ignored the old man and continued browsing the cultivation manual.

Although these cultivation techniques and secret manuals were precious, he didn't care for them.

Because the group store has more and stronger martial arts manuals.

In no time, he had finished exploring the entire cave.

"Hahaha! Billions of points in hand, I'm rich!"

Ye Hei was overjoyed and almost laughed himself to death.

This is real windfall!

He couldn't wait to open the chat group.

Ready to show off.

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at the same time.

The vast world.

Within the ancient Futu tribe.

Ye Xiu sat on the throne above the main hall, looking down at the crowd below.

His gaze was deep and imposing.

When he descended upon the Great Thousand World, he unexpectedly encountered Fu Tu Xuan, the Great Elder of the Fu Tu Ancient Clan.

Ye Xiu casually subdued it and took over the Futu Ancient Clan, bringing the entire Futu Ancient Clan under his control.

The goddess of the ancient Futu clan, Qing Yanjing, wore a white palace dress, dignified and elegant, with an extraordinary temperament.

She served Ye Xiu with utmost care, afraid of angering this terrifyingly powerful figure.

Qing Yanjing couldn't help but shudder at the thought of this terrifying being's methods.

That day, this mysterious being easily suppressed the entire Futu Ancient Clan with a single finger.

At that time, all the powerful members of the Futu Ancient Clan knelt down and submitted, without any power to resist.

That scene had a huge impact on Qing Yanjing.

She couldn't understand why this powerful being would suddenly descend upon the Futu Ancient Clan.

Is it because of her?

Qingyan's pretty face flushed slightly, her mind was in turmoil, and her thoughts were a jumbled mess.

Ye Xiu glanced at the main hall and, seeing that everyone was behaving obediently, finally showed a satisfied expression.

As expected of a powerful member of the Futu Ancient Clan, he has excellent judgment.

"Alright, that's all for today. Meeting adjourned."

Ye Xiu waved his hand, announcing the meeting adjourned.

"As ordered!"

The group accepted the order and respectfully took their leave.

As for Qing Yanjing, she did not leave, after all, she still had the obligation to stay and serve Ye Xiu.

Her jade-like hands held the wine pot and poured it.

A gentle smile graced her beautiful face as she looked softly at Ye Xiu and said tenderly:

"Young master, please have some tea!"

After saying that, she handed the teacup to Ye Xiu.

She had a graceful figure, her snow-white skin was crystal clear, and her beauty was beyond compare, exuding an alluring charm.

"Mm." Ye Xiu nodded.

Qing Yanjing smiled and said, "Young master, please try the tea that I personally brewed."

After saying that, she picked up her teacup and took a small sip.

Ye Xiu raised an eyebrow. He did not refuse, opened his mouth, and took the tea that Qing Yanjing fed him.

A sweet and mellow flavor exploded on the tip of his tongue, instantly filling Ye Xiu's entire mouth and moistening his throat.

Ye Xiu savored it carefully, closing his eyes to enjoy it.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and said with a smile, "Indeed, it's excellent. The tea brewed by Yan Jing is no ordinary tea; it's truly a fine product."

Upon hearing this, Qing Yanjing blushed and said shyly, "In that case, would you like to have another drink, young master?"

"Of course I will." Ye Xiu nodded and smiled, "Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of such a beautiful view?"

After saying that, he reached out and put his arm around Qing Yanjing's waist, gently pulling her into his embrace.

Qing Yanjing's delicate body trembled slightly. She felt her body become soft, as if she had no bones, and could only cling to Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu thought to himself, wondering if Mu Chen would still be born under these circumstances.

A mischievous smile played on his lips as he gently stroked Qing Yanjing's smooth skin.

"Young Master!" Qing Yanjing called out gently, her voice soft and sweet.

She sensed that Ye Xiu's breathing had become rapid.

Just then, a message notification sound rang in the chat group.

Ye Xiu's gaze sharpened, and he moved his hand away from Qing Yanjing's chest.

Open a chat group.

【Chat group】

[Group Member List]

[Ye Xiu: Early Stage of Tier 11]

Medusa: Late Stage 6

[Ye Hei: Early Stage of Seventh Rank]

[Little Dragon Girl: Early Stage Seven]

[Yan Ling Ji: Late Stage 7]

[Xiong Ba: Early Stage of Seventh Rank]

[Old Demon Fang: Late Stage Six]

[Wild: Early Stage of Rank 8]

Ye Xiu looked at the group member list and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

The group members' strength has increased significantly, especially Little Dot, who has reached the eighth rank.

At the same time, the group owner privileges allowed him to gain hundreds of millions of points.

These points are the percentage he receives from the points consumed by group members.

Qing Yanjing had some doubts

He looked at Ye Xiu.

Just now Ye Xiu was touching her inappropriately, why did he suddenly let go now?

Moreover, he seemed quite happy.

She was filled with doubts.

She looked up at Ye Xiu and saw a bright smile on his face.

Qingyan's pretty face flushed red again.

She felt her heart beating a little fast.

She dared not look at Ye Xiu anymore, her head lowered, her body burning hot.

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Chapter Ninety: Demon Lord Chonglou and Han Paopao Join the Group! Li Feiyu, the Murderer and Arsonist, and Han Tianzun, the Savior from Suffering.