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Asura, the Celestial Emperor

Eight years ago, the thunder of the ancient city of one night shock, the young city master Qin Wen escorted into the Qing Yun Sect as a servant, 200,000 people driven into the Great Green Mountain as a slave. Eight years later, quenching the spirit in the martial arts, Asura awakened, unyielding young man rose against the sky. Give me a sword, can break the sky, give me a sword, can point to the sky. The Golden Lin is not a thing in the pool, once it meets the wind and clouds, it will turn into a dragon. When Asura Son, Immortal King, Thunder War Zun, Ancient Sea Barbarian Emperor and so on one by one titles fell on Qin Wen, this all proud of the bones of the young man stepped on the sky, leading a group of friends red face, proudly fight the eight deserts, sweeping the six, compose a song of bloodshed war song that can be sung and wept over and over again.

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Chapter 0029 - Two Beauties

Yue Qing hadn't stopped cultivating for the past five days, as she had received permission from her master to take a 'holiday' and rest.

Except for the cultivation time, she was basically here at Qin Wen's place, not enjoying her leisure time, but helping Qin Wen cultivate.

She was worried that Qin Wen might not be able to handle the vajra power, especially the fifth stage of 'Vajra Immense', which produced a power of more than five times the explosive power, while also producing thousands of kilograms of recoil power, injuring people, and even injuring herself. In the past, many disciples who considered themselves physically strong had cultivated Vajra Strength, resulting in injuries and waste, and only the personal disciple Di Yun had refined it over the decades, after which basically no one dared to touch Vajra Strength.

Fortunately, Qin Wen's performance in the past few days had been wonderful, so she was starting to feel confident, and she was also surprised at Qin Wen's physique, not to mention five times the explosive power, looks like six times can be managed.

Cai Yi came to take a look every now and then and was surprised by Qin Wen's exaggerated performance.

"This is it?" Cao Wujiang arrived at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the hundred meter high dwarf mountain, in front of the large mountains next to it that could easily be thousands of meters high, this dwarf mountain that was only a hundred meters high was more like a mound, very inconspicuous, if one didn't look closely, one would have thought that it was one and the same with the large mountains next to it.

To be able to monopolize a mountain in the Green Cloud Sect, this disciple must have some status. Cao Wujiang thought this in his heart.

"This is the place, Mr. Wujiang, please?" Zhao Lie laughed coldly in his heart and was polite on the surface as he walked along the mountain path to the top of the mountain.

"What is the status of this disciple? Is he a Golden Plume disciple of the Green Cloud Sect?" Cao Wujiang began to pay attention to this invisible opponent.

"He is a servant."

"A servant?"

"An odd-job man."

"You're making fun of me?" Cao Wujiang rarely joked, and he resented jokes.

"How dare I, the mountaintop isn't a separate courtyard, it's a warehouse, this disciple has been a servant since he was seven years old, and he's been doing it for eight years."

"Yueqing would be here?" Cao Wujiang frowned as he listened, a subordinate?

"Just look and you'll see. By the way, his name is Qin Wen!"

In the compound, Qin Wen had just reached the fifth level of Vajra Strength, and a moving boulder was blasted directly into cinders, filling the ground with debris, dust, and fog. He stood by the debris, his entire body sweltering with heat, his skin as red as if it had been boiled, emitting a shockingly hot aura and steaming with sweat. He huffed and puffed, his lean, perfect muscles writhing rhythmically as his chest rose and fell violently. Though he was fifteen, he had the virile beauty of a twenty-year-old.

"How are you feeling? Is the weakness still strong?" Yue Qing took a silk cloth and gently wiped Qin Wen's sweat.

"It's better this time... at least I didn't sit on the ground..." Qin Wen said as he straightened up, his head spinning and his consciousness a little hazy. The fifth stage was very powerful, a momentary burst, enough to hit with an impact of four to five thousand pounds, but this momentary bloom would squeeze the strength from the whole body, followed by a strong feeling of weakness.

"There's still half a month until the competition, don't be in a hurry." Yue Qing had previously estimated that it would be great if Qin Wen could master the fifth stage within ten days before the tournament, but he didn't expect that he had practiced it eighteen days ahead of time and was gradually getting used to it.

Qin Wen took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "The power can still get stronger.

"You've already done a good job ...," Yue Qing suddenly whispered lightly, "Is someone coming?

Who could come at this hour?

She was sensitive enough to notice someone outside the door, there were many people and their aura was strong. With slightly cold eyes, she put on her veil and stopped in front of Qin Wen.

Zhao Lie came to the iron door, gently listened for a while, coldly laughed in his heart, and forcefully pushed open the iron door. At a glance, he saw Qin Wen, who was covered in red and panting, as well as Yue Qing, who was silently accompanying him next to him.

Cao Wujiang glanced at Qin Wen, who was in the middle of his cultivation, and his gaze landed completely on Yue Qing.

That's her?

She is Yue Qing, the Golden Plume disciple of the Qing Yun Sect?

The woman who might be my wife in the future.

Her face was covered with a light veil, her figure was graceful and curvaceous, her eyes were like autumn water, and from this angle, it seemed as if there was a light shimmering around her, so extraordinary and noble. Even though she couldn't see her true appearance, that temperament and demeanor alone, all of them firmly grabbed Cao Wujiang's eyes for the first time, her heart leapt violently, and a smile appeared on her face. Not bad, very good!

What was the situation with that man, bare-chested, wearing only shorts, no image to speak of!

A delicate girl to be alone with such a man!

It would be a bit too uninhibited!

"Miss Yueqing, we finally meet." Cao Wujiang smiled and walked into the camp.

He cleared his throat and prepared to offer an attentive greeting, but Yue Qing indifferently whispered, "I don't see any guests today, everyone, please go back."

"You may not know me yet, allow me to introduce myself first."

"No need, please return." Yue Qing indifferently sent the guests away, seeing that they were outsiders, but she did not care.

In other people's shoes, Cao Wujiang would have been combative for a long time if he refused like this, but today he was rarely in a good mood and smiled, "Miss Yueqing, I'm not a bad person, I just want to make a friend."

Zhao Lie smiled without smiling, "Miss Yueqing, this honored guest is from Python King's Mansion."

Python King's Mansion? Yue Qing was strange, what was strange was not the identity of the visitor, what was strange was that the Python King's Mansion was very self-possessed, and even more so, they had a conflict with the Qing Yun Sect, so how could they come here, and how could they come to the warehouse?

The guard beside Cao Wujiang proudly introduced, "This is Prince Wujiang of Python King's Mansion."

"Hehe." Cao Wujiang nodded his head with a smile, he had thought that Yue Qing would be a bit awestruck upon hearing his identity, or at least look at him in a different light, but he was disappointed, Yue Qing had no intention of paying any attention at all.

"I don't see any guests today, please return." Yue Qing dismissed the guests for the third time.

Zhao Lie reminded, "Duke Wujiang is the honored guest of our Qing Yun Clan, as a Golden Plume disciple of the Qing Yun Clan, Miss Yue Qing represents the image of the Qing Yun Clan, shouldn't she be a bit more polite?"

"There's no harm in that, it's our first meeting and we don't know each other well yet." Cao Wujiang's rare generosity, his smile unbroken, his gaze glanced at Qin Wen, who was bending behind Yue Qing and raised his head to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

Qin Wen caught his breath and slowly stood up to meet Cao Wujiang's gaze.

Cao Wujiang deliberately asked, ''And who is this? You don't wear clothes in front of guests, where are your manners? How could Miss Yueqing be with such a vulgar person?"

"I'll tell you for the last time, please leave, you're not welcome here." Yue Qing directly activated her martial arts, her body vibrating open circles of translucent waves around her body, fluctuating silently.

This was the mark of the Xuanwu realm, the Spiritual Power Shield!

There would be one layer of transparent waves in the First Heaven of Xuanwu, two layers in the Second Heaven, and up to nine layers in the Ninth Heaven.

Cao Wujiang ignored it and asked Qin Wen again, "I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

Zhao Lie laughed in his heart, haha, it really was just as he expected. Cao Wujiang, such a lonely and noble son, encountered Yue Qing, such a stunningly beautiful woman, and Qin Wen, such a cold and hard bone, destined to cause chaos.

Qin Wen laughed angrily, "My own house, whether I wear clothes or not is none of your business. If you don't like it, you can leave, I'm keeping you?"

"How dare you!" Cao Wujiang's guards shouted angrily in unison, "What kind of thing are you, how dare you contradict our Duke?

Zhao Lie took two steps back, "Hey, fight, hurry up and fight to the death!

Cao Wujiang snorted, ''A bit interesting. Miss Yueqing, is this a dog you raised? Barking fiercely at your strength."

Qin Wen tilted his head and revealed a wry smile, "A good human language can sound like a dog's language, have you ever wondered what kind of species you are, Mr. Wujiang?"

"Clang clang clang!"

The Python King's guards all drew their swords and pointed at Qin Wen.

Yue Qing's tone was cold as she stopped in front of Qin Wen to confront Cao Wujiang, "Mr. Wujiang, please show some respect. I'm finally asking you to leave this place!"

Cao Wujiang rightly ignored it and didn't look Qin Wen in the eyes as he smiled and continued the invitation, "I came all the way here to visit, it's actually for Miss Yue Qing. May I have the honor to invite you to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Qing Yun Sect?"

Zhao Lie pushed and stabbed |excited, "Servant Qin Wen, quickly retreat! Don't disturb Lord Wujian and Miss Yueqing."

Qin Wen sneered, "Cheek is a good thing, I hope you all have it."

Cao Wujiang motioned to the people on both sides, "Someone, help Miss Yueqing control the dog she raised.

"Yes!" The guards gave their orders in unison, but as they were about to take a step, the iron door behind them suddenly pushed in, and a clear, cold, frigid air surged into the courtyard, "Who dares to act recklessly in Qing Yun Sect!"

Cao Wujiang turned around with a cold eyebrow, he was about to shout coldly, but it didn't matter, a straight look remained.

A beautiful woman entered the courtyard, filled with cold air, holy dust. As if coming out of the water like a lotus flower, immaculate. She covered with a light white veil, but you can still see the haze of absolute beauty, delicate and clear, so vulgar, simply does not bring a hint of fireworks taste.

Long hair spread on the snow-white dress, hair soft and delicate, as if transparent black hair, very eye-catching.

The woman was dignified and noble, clear and cool without losing elegance.

Before, Yue Qing was the only one in the courtyard, but now that the two beauties were competing, everything else was pushed into the background.

Cao Wujiang's entire body was stunned, and his guards were all secretly amazed, unable to help but weaken their aura.

If Yueqing's beauty was like a tulip among the immortal spirits, the woman in front of him was like a snow lotus among the icebergs, each with its own flavor, intoxicating the earth.

"Ling Xue?" Zhao Lie looked at the visitor in disbelief, thinking that he had seen the wrong person.

Pill Mountain's own disciple, Ling Xue? How did she get here!

Yue Qing, Ling Xue, and Ning Rongrong, the three absolute beauties, were all mysterious and rarely appeared. Among them, Yue Qing and Ling Xue were the most compared to each other, not only because of their stunning looks and temperament, but also because their talent and status were not equal. Although Ling Xue wasn't a Golden Plume disciple, she had the identity of a Pill Mountain disciple and was the only disciple recognized by the Pill Mountain elders over the years, so her status was no worse than that of Yue Qing.

Not to mention that Zhao Lie was strange, both Qin Wen and Yue Qing were wondering how she came here.