Chapter 16 Firefly Invitation

The blood energy of a spirit chicken at the first level of Qi training urged Ye Yunqi to take a step forward.

Ye Yunqi didn't dare to imagine what kind of cultivation path those elders in the sect who practiced with human blood would take.
Ye Yunqi opened the door of the quiet room and saw five pretty ladies, each with their own unique charm, waiting for him outside the room.

Su Muyao was holding her eldest son Ye Pingan, and Lin Wanwan was holding her eldest daughter Ye Pingyu.

Lu Yuan'er was holding her second son Ye Pingcheng, this boy also had a ninth-grade spiritual root like herself!
But this kid doesn't have the same opportunities as his father, so his future path to becoming an immortal is probably limited.

The other two, Li Yun and Tian Yan, were pregnant.

This is my family!
"Master..." Su Muyao was about to say something, but stopped talking and just said, "Master, lunch is ready."

Ye Yunqi knew what Su Muyao wanted to ask, and said frankly: "Master, I have already cultivated to the second level of Qi training. Let's go and eat."

Everyone smiled, and Su Muyao said in great surprise: "Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master!"

The others also congratulated him.

Ye Yunqi had just taken two steps when the five concubines spontaneously gathered behind him. Ye Yunqi said to those around him, "You guys also ate the blood essence. How was the effect?"

Lu Yuaner glanced at Su Muyao, and Su Muyao spoke up, "Master, Lu Yuaner and I have worldly skills. Worldly martial arts are divided into acquired and innate, and each is divided into nine levels of perfection. Above these, there is also the Grandmaster level."

"I was originally at the sixth level of the acquired realm, and now, relying on my blood, energy and spiritual power, I have reached the ninth level of the acquired realm."

Lu Yuaner followed closely and said, "My sister is not as good as my sister. She is only at the seventh level of the acquired realm now."

"I see." Ye Yunqi had no idea about innate and acquired.

Seeing the envy in the eyes of the other three concubines, she said, "Can your martial arts be taught to others? The other three sisters of yours have also eaten the essence of blood and energy, so I think they can also practice martial arts."

Su Muyao said quickly: "This kind of martial arts is not considered precious even in the mortal world, let alone in the immortal world? Besides, we are now in a period of mutual support, so we naturally dare not hide it."

"When I have some free time, I will study with my sisters, but it will be more difficult."

Ye Yunqi: "It doesn't matter if you work hard. Even if it's useless, it's good to be healthy. Having fewer illnesses is always a blessing."

As they were talking, they went to the dining table.

The head seat at the dining table was naturally Ye Yunqi. In front of Ye Yunqi, there was a fat hen stewed in clear soup. It was the spiritual chicken that had reached the first level of Qi training.

As Ye Yunqi started to eat, the others all stretched out their chopsticks.

Just landed on another chicken.

That chicken is a beautiful chicken, but it cannot be compared with a real beautiful chicken.

Ye Yunqi had just swallowed a piece of chicken and felt that the chicken was smooth, tender and had a unique flavor. The spiritual energy in his stomach and intestines spread and was soon captured by the operation of his own skills.

It has few impurities and many benefits. This kind of spiritual food is what wealthy monks often eat.

Seeing that the others didn't eat, Ye Yunqi took the initiative to pick up the spiritual chicken and share it with others: "This spiritual chicken, although you can't absorb spiritual energy, it will also be of many benefits to you."

After dinner, Ye Yunqi was about to go out to try his luck again, but he saw Senior Brother Meng Jingyang coming over.

From a distance, Meng Jingyang shouted, "Good Junior Brother, where are you going?"

As if he was afraid that Ye Yunqi didn't notice him.

Seeing Meng Jingyang coming, Ye Yunqi had to give up the idea of looking for the spiritual chicken again.

She replied, "Now that I am about to give birth, I want to go to the mountains to find some wild animals to nourish my body. What do you want, Senior Brother?"

Meng Jingyang had already arrived in front of him and said with a smile: "Junior brother is a kind and gentle man...Junior brother? Have you been promoted?"

Meng Jingyang was a little surprised and looked Ye Yunqi up and down.

It is normal for Meng Jingyang to see through his own cultivation.

Ye Yunqi still couldn't tell Meng Jingyang's cultivation level. He vaguely remembered hearing someone say that Meng Jingyang was at the fourth level of Qi training. Ye Yunqi: "Luckily, I just got promoted and my senior brother came."

Meng Yangyang was extremely surprised. The path of cultivation is a process where water overflows when it is full.

When people are in the Demon Sect, they are always losing money, and often they either make progress or regress.

Ye Yunqi's spiritual roots are only the lowest ninth grade, so how could he have any chance of improvement?

He, Meng Jingyang, had a sixth-grade spiritual root, and he had always had some benefits from working for his master, Elder Xueyin, so he was able to advance to the fourth level of Qi training.

Meng Jingyang blinked and an idea came to his mind.

Could it be that this junior brother sucked the blood of the concubine?
Now, this junior brother has the most concubines among all the disciples.

There are five of them. If they could draw blood together, it would be a great help.

Meng Jingyang thought about this and swallowed what he wanted to say. He said, "Junior brother, why don't you invite me in to sit down? You always talk at the door..."

Seeing Meng Jingyang teasing him about his hospitality, Ye Yunqi had no choice but to quickly say, "It's my fault, my humble abode is so simple, please..."

The two of them entered the house and sat down in the main hall.

Ye Yunqi's cave didn't even have a formation, so naturally he couldn't learn how to create a formation by waving his sleeves like Meng Jingyang did.

Thinking of Meng Jingyang asking the concubine to bring tea, Ye Yunqi also ordered: "Muyao, bring two cups of tea."

"Master, Immortal, please."

Su Muyao brought over two cups of tea. Meng Jingyang looked up and saw that the man had a ruddy complexion, walked like the wind, and spoke with full energy.

It doesn't look like the blood has been drawn at all.

Only then did Meng Jingyang dispel the idea in his mind.

Ye Yunqi didn't know what Meng Jingyang was thinking, so he just asked curiously, "Brother, why are you looking for me?"

Meng Jingyang was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and quickly whispered: "Didn't I tell you about Firefly before? Now that the organization has approved it, you can prepare tonight and follow me to meet a few people."

coming!

Ye Yunqi was shocked, but then he felt calm. What was supposed to come would eventually come.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I will wait for you at home today and will not go anywhere."

"Okay!" Meng Jingyang nodded. "It's not convenient for me to stay any longer, so I'll leave first."

Then Meng Jingyang left.

On the other side, on the mountainside, is the cave of Elder Blood Flag.

Elder Blood Flag sat cross-legged in cultivation, his face turning pale and red, which was a manifestation of the turbulence of his blood.

He suddenly opened his eyes and took out a blood-red gourd from his waist, his eyes full of greed.

"Should this month's offerings be used for cultivation or to nourish the magic weapon?"

After much hesitation, Elder Blood Flag finally walked out of the training room.

Outside the training room is a blood pool room, which contains a large blood pool with a blood flag standing above it.

That blood flag was like an enlarged version of the blood flag in Ye Yunqi's hand.

It is the Blood Flag Elder’s natal magic weapon: the Blood Drinking Demon Flag.

(End of this chapter)

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