Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

Chapter 143 Li Qingchan, a strong person throughout her life

Zhou Yuan left with the Dragon Source Marrow Crystal. With two days left, he planned to go hunting water beasts again and gain some experience.

"Senior Sister Qingchan, is Kong Sheng the petty-minded type?" Muchen asked.

Confucius would definitely not cause trouble for Yaoyao. After all, this was someone that the White-browed Old Man had high hopes for, and he, who had no backing, might be targeted.

"Why? Are you afraid of retaliation?"

Li Qingchan raised her eyebrows and said slowly: "As one of the ten saints, Confucius has his own pride and will not attack you personally.

But I remember that the elders and disciples from the Sword Come Peak went to Shengyuan Peak, and Confucius might let the disciples from that lineage target you."

"That's not the case. Even if Confucius himself comes to cause trouble, I am sure that he will be in big trouble." Mu Chen said very confidently.

Li Qingchan thought of how Muchen easily dealt with the thousand-foot-long water beast, and immediately looked at Muchen deeply.

This gold-belt disciple who is only at the second level of the Taichu Realm is as mysterious as Yaoyao, and not as simple as he seems.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you like me? It's too fast. This is not good." Muchen started to act weird again.

Li Qingchan's face darkened. This guy should just die quickly. There was no such thing as a genius being so aloof and arrogant. She had never seen such a shameless person.

What, I, Li Qingchan, am not worthy of you! ?

Bah, that's not right. Those who want to pursue her can line up from Cang Xuan Sect to the gate of the Holy Palace.

If she told a condition to pursue her, it was guaranteed that many disciples would rush to do their best to achieve it, no matter how hard they tried.

……

In the stone pavilion on the top of the mountain, three people were sitting on cushions. With the opening of the source pool this time, their goals had been achieved. Now all they had to do was wait for the time to come.

"The hot springs here are nice. I will come here often in the future." Yaoyao said with satisfaction.

Li Qingchan was immediately furious and said unhappily, "It's good enough that I gave you a chance to soak. After you become the Holy Son, you can also choose a piece of land for yourself."

I'm speechless. You really treat this place as your own.

"That's right, Muchen. Come on, become a Holy Son as soon as possible, and then choose a good place."

Yaoyao nodded slightly. She was too lazy to become the Holy Son, so she could only let Muchen come.

Li Qingchan stared and asked, "Are you really in that kind of relationship?"

"Yaoyao, if you want the horse to run faster, you have to feed it." Muchen rubbed his fingers, meaning that he had to pay more.

Looking at Muchen bargaining, Yaoyao showed a helpless expression, supporting her cheek with her jade hands, and asked slowly:

"what do you want?"

Now it was Muchen's turn to think. What could he say, "What do you want, Yaoyao?" By then, the angry Yaoyao might directly bombard him with the fifth-grade source pattern, and the relationship that was developing well would be completely back to square one.

He is not short of source techniques and source patterns. After all, what he has on him now is enough.

"I don't seem to be lacking in anything, but if I want to challenge the Son of God, it will take some time." Muchen spread his hands.

"Senior Sister Qingchan, what is the easiest way to become a Saint Son?" This question made Li Qingchan slightly stunned, but she quickly gave an answer: "The easiest and fastest way is to directly challenge one of the ten Saint Sons. If you defeat the opponent with your own strength, you will be recognized as the new Saint Son."

“Speaking of which, there really aren’t many people who can win after a challenge. This is the simplest and most difficult method.

The more difficult method is to wait until we break through the Divine Mansion Realm. Then the positions of the Ten Saint Sons will be vacant, and the purple belt disciples can fight to decide the Ten Saint Sons. "

The chief of a peak is either at the ninth level of the Taichu Realm or very close to this realm, but the gap between him and the Holy Son is the source energy foundation in his Qi Palace and the source technique he has mastered.

"If you want to challenge, you can choose the tenth-ranked Holy Son."

“Although the ten saint sons are all at the ninth level of the Taichu Realm, their rankings are based on their strength. The tenth saint son, Zhao Zhu, must have the weakest source energy foundation.”

"By the way, Ye Ge is number nine, you can challenge him."

Muchen nodded and waited until his energy base improved before finding time to challenge the Holy Son. Now, he had to use a lot of trump cards to compete with the Holy Son.

But you directly mentioned Ye Ge's name. Women really like to hold grudges. It's because Ye Ge offended you before.

"We have nothing to do anyway, why don't we have a competition? You are not allowed to use your energy to neutralize the effects of alcohol."

Yaoyao took out two jars of wine and placed one in front of Li Qingchan.

Li Qingchan looked at the wine jar that was as big as a human head, and her pretty face turned slightly pale. She seldom drank alcohol, so her alcohol tolerance was not very good. She couldn't use her source energy to neutralize it, so she might really get drunk.

But in front of Yaoyao, there was no way she would admit defeat.

Li Qingchan, who had been strong all her life, gritted her teeth, opened the mud seal on the jar, tilted her head back and began to drink. As the wine flowed down her mouth into her stomach, Li Qingchan's pretty face quickly turned red, and the alcohol had begun to take effect.

Yaoyao raised the corners of her lips slightly, tilted her fair neck, and drank in a more heroic manner. The wine flowed down her delicate chin, dripped onto her collarbone, and finally along the ravine into the unfathomable mountain stream.

Mu Chen mourned for Li Qingchan in his heart. Drinking with Yaoyao would probably be the stupidest decision you have ever made.

He and Yaoyao had drunk together before, and he had also seen Yaoyao's alcohol tolerance. Although she was just a woman, her alcohol tolerance could be described as huge.

Even if it is impossible to use source energy to dissolve alcohol, many men would probably feel inferior to them in terms of their alcohol tolerance.

Taking out a pot of fine wine from his Qiankun bag, Mu Chen drank by himself. He decided not to get involved in the confrontation between the girls.

The two women competed in drinking, one jar after another, all of which were taken out by Yaoyao. Muchen thought to himself that he would let Yaoyao drink to her heart's content this time, but he would have to keep an eye on her afterwards, because without source energy to dissolve the alcohol, it would still be very harmful to her body.

Li Qingchan's eyes became more and more dull, but she still had some rationality left in her mind, thinking that this woman's bag of tricks wouldn't be full of bars.

Finally, when night fell, Li Qingchan was the first to lie on the table, no longer making any sound, while Yaoyao still had a jar of wine in her hand that was almost empty.

There was a hint of confusion in Shui Yingying's eyes. Yaoyao would not waste good wine. After drinking it, she supported her cheek with one hand and began to rest.

Muchen counted the number of wine jars, and in the end Yaoyao won.

Alas, Li Qingchan, who has been strong all her life, is still too young and doesn’t know how amazing Yaoyao’s alcohol tolerance is.

He took out two blankets and covered the two of them. There were really not many people as considerate as him.

(End of this chapter)