Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

He smiled brightly.

Chapter 256·Smiling Tiger

The number of applicants for Jiuzhuan Workshop's Earth Fire Ranking Tournament increases every year.

And this year, because of the birth of several immortals, many immortal cultivators were stimulated by them to work hard.

Also longs to become a powerful immortal.

And cultivating immortals requires not only talent, but also many elements such as treasures, earth companions, etc.

Among them, the magic weapon is the key among the keys.

After all, according to the sect, if you want to become an immortal, you must survive the catastrophe.

And heavenly tribulation requires magic weapons to resist.

Therefore, competitions like Nine Turns Workshop, where powerful magic weapons can be obtained, will naturally attract many young talents.

As for the older ones.

Even if I am shameless, I will not come here to argue with young people.

That shame was simply left to grandma’s house.

Except for a few completely shameless people who would come over and make people look down on them, that's a separate matter.

Ye Jiu and Chen Lian rested for a night in the hotel with a hot spring.

After breakfast the next morning, we went directly to the registration place.

At this time, there were already dozens of people lining up in front.

This shows how popular this game is.

Ye Jiu was very patient, and the two of them chatted and laughed until they were in line and signed up.

When they were leaving, the monk in charge of registration stopped them.

"Just a moment."

"Is something wrong?"

The monk stared closely at the Purple Demon Sword hanging on Chen Lian's waist.

He didn't see anything special about this sword, but as a forger, he always felt extremely dangerous.

"Show me your sword."

His finger pointed at Chen Lian's sword.

Chen Lian hid behind Ye Jiu in fear. Ye Jiu frowned slightly and his voice became cold and stern.

"Is this a condition for registration?"

"Zi, I want you to take a look at me. What kind of nonsense is this little monk from the Nascent Soul Realm still talking about?"

After saying this, he stood up and went to grab the Ziming Demon Sword.

But not before his hand reached far.

A puff of purple smoke instantly swallowed his arm.

The monk was melted and disappeared without even being able to scream.

People around were horrified.

After all, this person was also a monk in the anti-virtual realm. He was stronger than the applicants present. Why was he suddenly killed?

"Brother, did I get into trouble?"

Chen Lian lowered his head aggrievedly.

Ye Jiu reached out and touched her hair and chuckled:

"What's wrong? This is self-defense."

That being said, it is indeed a bit troublesome.

Someone died at the registration point of the Nine Turns Workshop, which instantly alarmed the guards around here.

They immediately surrounded the two.

The leader looked at Ye Jiu angrily.

"How dare you commit murder in the street in broad daylight! Kill them for me! Revenge for my senior brother!"

Under his order, a group of monks picked up their magic weapons and attacked Ye Jiu and Chen Lian.

Water, fire, thunder and lightning, flying swords and talismans.

Various attacks abound.

However, their cultivation is really weak.

Even to Chen Lian, these attacks were like scratching an itch.

No, not even as good as scratching an itch.

Ye Jiu shook his head, too lazy to draw his sword against such an attack.

Xuan Tiejian sensed Ye Jiu's boredom and flew out automatically.

Then, it was an understatement.

The guards fell to the ground.

The people around were even more frightened.

He actually dared to kill the guards.

Isn't he afraid of the revenge of Jiuzhuan Workshop?

This is this.

This person is probably a demon!

At the same time, several small floating ships descended from the sky of Jiuzhuan Workshop.

There were several very old men who got off the boat.

They are all senior executives of Jiuzhuan Workshop.

When he saw the guards lying on the ground, only one old man felt angry.

But before his anger could be vented, he was stopped by others.

The leading man walked up to Ye Jiu.

He showed a kind-hearted look and said with a smile:

"What a skill, little brother. Although the guards of my Nine Transformations Workshop are not strong, they were killed so easily by you. It can be seen that your cultivation is not limited to Nascent Soul."

"Do you also want to come over and avenge your apprentice?"

Ye Jiu's tone was neither salty nor light.

He was just defending himself, not taking the initiative.

These people come here to die.

Then let them die.

"No, no, no, I don't have that kind of ability. They didn't notice your ability, little brother, so they came to harass you. It doesn't matter if you die."

What he said made Ye Jiu couldn't help but laugh.

This old guy is probably thinking of something bad in his mind.

After all, even a bastard would be angry if his subordinates or his belongings were killed and destroyed.

And a smiling tiger like him must have some kind of conspiracy.

But wouldn’t it be more fun if there was a conspiracy?

"As you wish, let's go."

When Ye Jiu and Chen Lian walked away, the people around them gradually dispersed.

The disciples of Jiuzhuan Workshop cleaned up the bodies on the ground.

Only the few old people were left back on the floating ship.

The old man who was getting angry before being stopped could no longer bear it anymore.

"Brother, he killed our people, why did you let him go?"

The old man who had been kind-hearted just now also drooped his face after hearing his words, and his tone became cold.

"So what? You're going to die anyway, so it's better to let this arrogant boy stay here."

"Remember, don't forget our plan. As long as it succeeds, our Nine Revolutions Workshop will become as big a force as the Supreme Sword Sect. Then no one will bully us."

His words calmed the old man down.

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw determination in each other's eyes.

"Brother, you are right, I was wrong. Since that arrogant boy is very strong, we cannot let him leave until it is turned on..."

"To shut up."

"Ah, yes, yes, I talk too much."

He slapped himself several times, but the smile on his face became a little evil.

Not only him, but also the expressions of the remaining old people.

This game is far from as simple as it seems.

However, they might be a little unlucky and happened to meet Ye Jiu.

After leaving the registration office, Ye Jiu took Chen Lian to continue shopping.

Passing by a restaurant called Cha Cui House.

It happened to be noon, so he asked for a private room and went upstairs.

The first floor of the restaurant is a huge stage.

On the stage, men and women were playing music and dancing in a way that made people's blood boil.

Chen Lian had no interest in this kind of thing, and even disliked it.

But she found that Ye Jiu seemed to be interested.

She immediately started watching them too, wanting to keep these dances in mind so that when she returned, she would only dance for Ye Jiu.

However, the dance below is not over yet.

But a person was thrown out from the background.

"Huh? Isn't this Gu Fengchun? Why is he here?"

Yes, the person who was thrown out was none other than Gu Fengchun, who was penniless and was beaten up.

Chapter 257 "Ant" that imitates humans

Ye Jiu looked at the figure being thrown out from the center of the stage with interest and wanted to laugh.

This guy looked even more embarrassed than when he first met him.

"I asked him to buy clothes for himself before, but he actually bought them here?"

As soon as Ye Jiu finished speaking, the official voice sounded in the building.

"I'm sorry everyone, we picked up a lunatic on the side of the road and accidentally escaped from the cage. He has been subdued now. Please have a good time."

After the voice spoke, Gu Fengchun, who was under control, violently slapped the ground. His eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes, and the whining sounds that kept coming out seemed to be saying something.

Obviously, Gu Fengchun didn't seem to think that he was a madman.

But his struggle could not last long, and someone soon pulled him off the stage.

The cheerful dance music sounded again on the stage.