Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 50: The evil people in the world are as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river
At this moment, the little girl's big, pure eyes lit up, as if she had found hope in life, and she thanked Yan Ming.

"Brother, this is for you." She reluctantly took out a soup dumpling and handed it to Yan Ming.

This was something Ye Fan gave her. It had special meaning and was very important to her.

But at this moment he took out one.

Yan Ming was silent and took the food. The familiar taste flooded his tongue, reminding him of many things.

The joys and sorrows of the past, the past events...

"Brother, is there anyone you want to see?"

"Yes, but I'll never see you again..."

Yan Ming smiled, finished his plum blossom-filled soup dumplings, then stood up and looked at the little girl and said, "Your gift is the cause, and I should return the result."

The next moment, in front of little Nannan's surprised eyes, Ye Fan's figure appeared a hundred miles away.

He escaped death, but offended the Ji and Jiang families, which made this person from another world look solemn.

Suddenly, Ye Fan looked up and saw a figure like the sun emerging in the city he had passed by before.

"This is... the sun! No, it's a saint!" Ye Fan murmured, and then his eyes widened and he rushed over quickly...

Central Region, Fire Demon Ridge.

Yan Ming and his group of five were walking in the vast snow-capped mountains.

When Ye Fan, Jiang Yifei and Duan De met their enemies, they were extremely jealous of each other and started fighting as soon as they landed.

At first they were trembling with fear, not daring to speak, and were as quiet as little wives.

But when Yan Ming mentioned the ownership of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover and asked them to clarify their authority in a democratic and free manner, a bloody storm instantly broke out.

First, Ye Fan's literary duel fully demonstrated the debating skills of a 211 undergraduate graduate from China University of Petroleum. He criticized the illegality of Duan De's profession from the root, and then denied Duan De's ownership of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover.

Later, it was mentioned that Duan De shamelessly stole his psychic weapon, questioning Duan's low moral character.

Since Duan could rob him, he could naturally rob this fat guy in return. There are many other arguments like this.

In a word!

The subsequent ownership of the lid should belong to Jiang and Ye, and now they are willing to offer it to the sage to repay his life-saving grace.

The little girl held on tightly to the corner of Ye Fan's clothes, her eyes bright, and she nodded continuously, agreeing with her brother's words.

"Brother should have a share of this lid." She whispered.

Although the sound is soft, it is as heavy as Mount Tai.

After hearing this, the unscrupulous Taoist was furious and wanted to eat this damn thief alive.

This shameless man wore his Taoist robes and used his jade artifacts, and now turned around to criticize him.

Even a three-year-old girl believed what she said. How evil-hearted she is!
Jiang Yifei also expressed his own opinion, expressing his willingness to "convince others with reason" and have a fair fight with the other party.

With the result of three against one, Duan De was in tears and vowed to dig up the ancestral graves of the two thieves, Jiang and Ye.

Finally, Yan Ming, who presided over the meeting, gave a summary speech:

The Sky-Devouring Demon Cover has a long history, and it is difficult to argue about its ownership, right and wrong. I hope everyone will put aside the dispute and jointly develop it!
As for the standard, according to the rule of whoever sees it gets a share, all four of them will enjoy one quarter ownership of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover.

The sage's words were golden. Duan De, Jiang Yifei and Ye Fan looked at each other, unable to believe that this would be the result.

In the equity agreement, the three agreed that the life-saving grace was greater than heaven, and they only needed to hold 1%. "Without the Sage, everything is just a mirage, and we are just a tiny ray of light..." Ye Fan said, his eyes filled with the Sage's kindness, and his desire for advancement was fully reflected.

Although he was from Yandu, he spent four years of college in Qi, and was imbued with some of the Qi people's ideological awareness.

I used to be so shameless as to call the crazy old man "big brother"!
Now facing Yan Ming who saved him from danger, he wanted to kneel down and kowtow to him, wanting to provide the saint with retirement support.

Duan De's eyelids twitched as he watched, realizing that this was a maggot with a black heart, and he called it bad luck.

"There are so many evil people in the world!" the fat Taoist cursed inwardly.

Yan Ming shook his head. He couldn't hide the good intentions of several people, so he reluctantly took 10% of the shares.

But when it comes to the amount of equity, he insisted on an equal share among the five people, implementing the principles of fairness and justice.

At 15:00 in the evening of that day, at the ancient site of Fire Demon Ridge, Beidou Donghuang Swallowing Heaven Demon Pot Co., Ltd. was officially announced to be established, and the board members were voted to elect.

The five-member board of directors is as follows:
Yan Ming (brings capital into the group, 60% equity)

Little Girl (Di Kou Shen Yan, granted legitimacy, 10% equity)

Duan De (digs through the ruthless dojo and brings out the Sky-Swallowing Demon Gai, great contributions, 10% equity)

Ye Fan (Forbidden Zone Suppresses Backlash Cause and Effect, 10% equity)

Jiang Yifei (Hengyu Emperor Blood Returns, Suppresses Luck, Future Holy Cliff's Double Flower Red Stick, 10% Equity)

The matter was settled here. Yan Ming pointed with one finger and handed the complete Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar to Duan De in front of his almost petrified gaze, for him to keep temporarily.

"If you need it, you can borrow it."

Duan De's whole body was trembling. He never thought that one day he would be able to touch an intact ancient artifact. He was so surprised that he couldn't speak. His eyes were a little blurred and soaked with water vapor.

The lid was not lost, and the can body was returned with it!
"The saint's kindness is like the eternal sun!" The fat Taoist priest howled while holding the Heaven-Swallowing Jar, dancing with joy and shedding tears of excitement.

Jiang Yifei and Ye Fan looked at each other with shining eyes, and subconsciously wanted to snatch it.

They and the little girl own 30% of the shares!
Dead tomb robbers can keep it temporarily, so can they.

With the saint by their side, the two men barely resisted the urge to rob the unscrupulous Taoist priest again, and instead knelt down and begged the saint to accept them as his disciples.

They want to progress so much!
Become the saint's minions and wings!
"You should gain some experience first." Yan Ming was not prepared to accept any disciples and said that he would introduce them to another person when the time comes.

A saint whose strength is not inferior to his own!

This sentence made Jiang and Ye's hearts surge, especially Jiang Yifei. Although he was seriously injured, he still felt a surge of blood and energy.

He has always been calm and composed, and never changes his expression in the face of major events, but at this moment his mood is turbulent, which is really because he has encountered a great opportunity.

The only pity is that the crazy old man is not here. The three of them were separated during the previous battle.

But I can be sure that person won't be in any danger...

Being able to be with Ye Fan, the little girl was very happy, showing the liveliness and cuteness that were unique to her age. She kept spinning around the four of them, with a smile on her face the whole time...

There were footprints of all sizes scattered across the boundless snow. Yan Ming did not cross the river but chose to walk. He felt a special fluctuation from this ancient land.

Fire Demon Ridge is actually a huge group of extinct volcanoes, sandwiched between large areas of snow veins, flowing with dryness and death.

The others were fine, but after Yan Ming stepped into this place, the fairyland had a special sense of oppression that made people feel palpitating.

Led by the guide Duan De, the group gradually went deeper and reached an ancient Taoist temple deep in the earth's veins, located deep in the magma nine thousand feet underground.

(End of this chapter)