Qiankun Gourd

The tall young man in the lead looked at Anzhe with an unfriendly face.

The young man's name is An Bei, and he is the grandson of the great elder. His cultivation aptitude is among the best in the An family, and he often mocks An Zhe.

"Anbei, it's none of your business where I go!"

Anzhe said unhappily.

"Hmph! Anzhe, don't think that we will be afraid of you just because you are the young city lord or young family lord. You are just a piece of trash in the An family. You can't even beat my dog."

An Bei taunted again.

"Haha! Yes, Master Anzhe, if I were you, I would have found a place to hide and not dare to see anyone!"

Someone behind An Bei mocked.

"you...!"

Anzhe clenched his fists upon hearing this. He had just reshaped his spiritual roots and was just about to test out his strength, but these people came to cause trouble.

"Why are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, then challenge my servant to a duel!"

After An Bei finished speaking, he winked at a burly man with a strong build behind him.

The burly man sneered and stepped forward: "Master Anzhe, do you want to fight?"

"Master?"

Anzhe didn't dare to act on his own.

"This person is only in the late Jindan stage. Even though you are in the early Jindan stage, you can still fight him!"

Ye Feng glanced at the burly man and said lightly.

"Yes!" Anzhe agreed, took a step forward, and waved his hand. A golden long sword appeared in his hand.

Anzhe used his family's "Golden Sword Technique" to compete with the burly man.

"Anzhe, you are only at the initial stage of Jindan, I think you should just forget it!"

"If you are beaten to death by my servants, I won't be able to bear the consequences!"

An Bei laughed.

"Humph, it's still unclear who will kill whom!"

With Ye Feng by his side, An Zhe was naturally not afraid of anything.

On weekdays, although Anzhe's father is the city lord, he is a coward and has no temper in front of the family elders.

Every time he was bullied, his father would tell him to put the family first and to endure it as much as possible. This is also the reason why Anzhe doesn't like his father very much.

His mother died on the day he was born because of premature birth.

However, now that he has his master's support, he has become much bolder.

"Master Anzhe, I'm sorry!"

The burly man clasped his fists slightly, waved his hand, and a silver stick appeared in his hand.

Then, the burly man swung the long stick in his hand and stomped his feet hard, and the ground suddenly cracked with a crackling sound.

His figure suddenly flew up and hit Anzhe with a stick.

Anzhe was not to be outdone. He moved his feet slightly, swung the golden sword in his hand, and slashed at the burly man.

Bang bang bang!

In a moment, the two of them started fighting.

Half an hour later, the two were still fighting.

However, Anzhe remained calm, while the burly man seemed to be unable to hold on.

"What's going on! How come Master Anzhe is so strong!"

"Before, he could be knocked down in one encounter!"

The burly man was sweating profusely, thinking with some disbelief in his heart.

"Huh? How is it possible? How come this kid Anzhe is so powerful?"

"His cultivation level? That's right, he's still in the early stage of Jindan!"

"Impossible, impossible, he has become so powerful after just not seeing him for a few months!"

An Bei frowned slightly and thought secretly in his heart.

Others were also secretly surprised when they saw this scene. Anzhe was not so powerful before, but now he is so powerful. It is really incredible.

"go with!"

Anzhe snorted coldly, and the golden sword in his hand shone with golden light. A huge golden sword shadow flew out and slashed towards the burly man.

The burly man hurriedly activated his magic spell and summoned out the silver stick.

There was a loud bang!

The golden knife shadow chopped on the silver stick, which was immediately knocked away. The burly man lost his balance and was directly knocked away, falling to the ground with a bang.

"What a waste!"

An Bei glanced at the burly man coldly.

The burly man didn't dare to speak and stood behind him with his head down.

"It seems that our Young Master Anzhe has learned a lot of skills outside these few days!"

"What a pity, he is only at the initial stage of Jindan!"

"How about this, how about competing with me?"

An Bei stepped forward to compete with An Zhe.

"Let's compete, I'm not afraid of you!"

Anzhe defeated the burly man and his confidence increased greatly.

"Master is right. Although I have five spiritual roots, my strength is indeed several times stronger than before."

"Anbei, I won't be afraid of you this time!"

Anzhe wanted to compete with Anbei, but was stopped by Ye Feng.

"This kid is at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. You are no match for him!"

Ye Feng grabbed An Zhe.

"Master!"

Anzhe retreated reluctantly.

"I understand! It turns out that Master Anzhe has found a new master. No wonder his strength has increased so much!"

An Bei smiled slightly when he saw Ye Feng talking.

"Don't be so arrogant, kid. Three years later, do you dare to compete with Anzhe?"

Ye Feng said expressionlessly.

"Why wouldn't I dare? Of course I dare!"

Anbei said arrogantly.

"Okay, it's settled!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"You are just a master in the Spiritual Transformation Stage. I want to see what you are capable of. You let a cultivator in the early stage of the Core Formation Stage defeat me in three years!"

An Bei arrogantly led his men away from the square.

"Haha! You really overestimate your own abilities. Even if you have a hundred years, you are still no match for Master Anbei."

The others behind An Bei laughed.

Anzhe is full of confidence. He is sure that his master will be able to help him defeat Anbei in three years.

Then everyone went to the city lord's hall.

In the city lord's hall, a wealthy middle-aged man was waiting anxiously. He had received news that Anzhe had returned.

This wealthy middle-aged man was An Zhe's father, An Ranxuan. He was both the mayor of Anzhou City and the head of the An family.

"My child meets his father!"

Walking into the hall, Anzhe bowed respectfully.

"Zhe'er, where have you been..."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

An Ranxuan knew that she paid too little attention to An Zhe on a daily basis, so she did not blame An Zhe.

"Who is this fellow Taoist?"

An Ranxuan looked at Ye Feng standing aside.

"Father, this is my master, Master Ye!"

Anzhe said happily.

"I'm Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng clasped his fists and bowed slightly.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Ye. I'm right!"

"My child is very naughty and has caused trouble for Fellow Daoist Ye!"

"Come here, prepare a banquet to welcome the young master and Fellow Daoist Ye!"

An Ranxuan hurriedly gave instructions to the servants.

"As you command, Patriarch!"

Someone agreed and went away in a hurry.

After the banquet, Ye Feng stayed in an attic.

late at night.

"Friend Ye, would you mind making it convenient for me? I have something to tell you!"

An Ranxuan's voice was heard outside the door.

"City Lord An, please come in!"

Ye Feng stood up and walked towards An Ranxuan.

When they got into the house, they sat down one by one.

"Lord An, why are you looking for me so late at night?"

Ye Feng asked.