Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

"By the way, how did you guess I could come in second?"

Dongfang Qingmo raised his head proudly, "Intuition."

She had a strong feeling at that time that Shui Shui had a good chance of coming in second.

Qian Shuishui was puzzled. "How many times will they pay? How come there are 200,000 silver notes?"

Dongfang Qingmo couldn't help laughing, "I also bet on Huangfu Yi!"

"No wonder, Qingmo, your intuition is so accurate!"

Seeing this, Qian Shuaishuai hurried over and said, "Hey, what about next year's martial arts conference? Qingmo, brother, can you use your intuition to help me guess?!"

Qian Shuishui rolled her eyes at him and said, "Huh, you only know how to take shortcuts. If you practiced as hard as I did, you might be able to get a better ranking."

Qian Shuaishuai scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "I understand, Senior Brother is right."

"Oh, what's the big deal?!" Dongfang Qingmo thought it was no big deal. "By the way, Shuishui, call your fellow apprentices to go to Zui Xiang Lou for a celebration banquet!"

When she went out, everything was arranged.

"Okay, I'm hungry too." Qian Shuishui was not polite.

Even if I earn so much money, I won’t spend it.

So, Qian Shuishui and Qian Shuaishuai invited their fellow apprentices to go to the restaurant together.

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"boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire Yunfu Inn shook three times.

"Damn it!" Peng Shiyan angrily slammed his hands on the table and roared, "What's going on? There are so many of us participating in the competition, and only two of us made it into the top ten? And what about the top three? Why didn't anyone make it?"

The inn was silent, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Peng Shiyan.

The result of this competition was not ideal, and it was reasonable for the leader to be so angry.

Even the elders didn't dare to speak.

Peng Shiyan stared at the people in front of him, his heart filled with dissatisfaction and annoyance.

He originally thought that he could achieve good results in this competition and recruit more outstanding disciples next year.

But now it seems that everything has gone down the drain.

"You losers!" Peng Shiyan glared at the people around him, swearing through gritted teeth, "Look at what you've done! You can't even get into the top three. This is such a disgrace!"

Not only that, but Elder Lu and Xu Jun were also lost.

The atmosphere in the inn became very tense and everyone felt under tremendous pressure.

Peng Shiyan was breathing heavily, and the anger in his heart was growing stronger.

He felt that his efforts were in vain and all his hopes were dashed.

There is something more important and urgent at the moment.

"Master..." Yang Wei was about to speak when Peng Shiyan interrupted him: "We received accurate news today that Elder Lu and Xu Jun are dead."

Elder Lian was shocked when he heard the news. His face suddenly changed and he cried out in shock: "What?!"

He and Elder Lu were fellow apprentices, and this sudden bad news was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him.

"how so?!"

"Hmph, they've been tortured by this evil technique until nothing but a dried corpse remains!" Peng Shiyan frowned and said in a serious tone, "Have any of you come into contact with this evil technique? If so, you'd better step forward and admit it."

The many disciples of the Flame Sect looked at each other with expressions of astonishment on their faces. It was obvious that they were all frightened by this shocking news.

At this time, a disciple mustered up the courage and said cautiously: "Master, Pei Li and Xu Jun have always been the best of friends. Perhaps..."

When Peng Shiyan heard this, his eyes widened and he shouted angrily, "What? Where is he? Let him come to see me immediately."

Yang Wei glanced at Peng Shiyan hesitantly, and finally told the truth: "Master, Pei Li has already left with my junior sister..."

After hearing this, Peng Shiyan felt dizzy, his head was buzzing, and he was filled with regret.

He slammed the table hard, angrily sat back in the main seat, and shouted, "Go and get them back! You must bring them back!"

After all, that is his own flesh and blood!

Peng Shiyan secretly blamed himself. If he had not said those harsh words to Qinqin, perhaps things would not have developed to this point.

If Pei Li really had learned the evil skills...

Thinking of this, Peng Shiyan couldn't help but shudder and dared not think about it anymore.

The main culprit behind all this is Huangfu Yi, he was the one who seduced Qinqin!!!

Peng Shiyan narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them, and he gritted his teeth and said, "All of you should retreat first. Don't act rashly in the near future. Elder Lian, Wei'er, you stay."

Everyone felt relieved and bowed and took their leave.

"Master?"

"Master?"

Peng Shiyan took a deep breath and said firmly, "Tomorrow, the two of you will follow Master Xiao's team to the grassland to assist in the investigation. You must clear the name of the Yanhuo Sect!"

The two looked at each other and responded in unison.

"Okay, you all go and rest." Peng Shiyan waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

After everyone else left, Peng Shiyan slowly stood up, his eyes revealing determination.

He had another important matter to attend to, so he put on his mask, climbed over the eaves and walls, and ran all the way south.

At this time, Huangfu Yi was talking to Elder Yu.

Elder Yu smiled brightly, his face beaming with joy. "Congratulations, young master!"

Huangfu Yi nodded lightly, "Yeah."

"Young Master, why are you..."

He didn't care and supported all the decisions made by the young master.

But the disciples within the sect probably won’t be convinced and need a convincing reason.

Huangfu Yi nodded at the table and said slowly, "It's not good for us to be too popular."

"Indeed," Elder Yu continued, "Lu Zhong and Xu Jun are dead. Imperial Preceptor Xiao and his men intend to depart immediately. Imperial Preceptor Xiao will depart for the grasslands tomorrow. Who do you think we should send with him, Young Master?"

Elder Yu looked at Huangfu Yi expectantly, hoping that he would volunteer.

Huangfu Yi said, "Let Chi Ye go."

"...The young master?"

"I will go myself."

Elder Yu understood, "Then young master, please be careful. I will go and make arrangements right away."

"Ah."

After Elder Yu left, Huangfu Yi sat alone in the room with a deep look in his eyes.

This action is not only for the benefit of the sect, but also for one's own path of cultivation.

He needs more experience to break through his current realm.

At this moment, a sound of murderous footsteps came from Huangfu Yi's ears.

"Who is it?" Huangfu Yi suddenly felt a little alert.

He narrowed his eyes, stared at the door, and secretly grasped the sword at his waist in his hand.

However, when he saw who it was, he was shocked.

He was keenly aware of the powerful internal strength emanating from the other party, which was obviously far superior to his own.

"Hmph, the one who wants to kill you!" A low and cold voice sounded. The man in black was tall, with a fat belly, and exuded a cold aura.

Huangfu Yi frowned and looked carefully at the person in front of him.

The man's figure and voice seemed very familiar to him.

"Master Peng, you are such a rare guest." Huangfu Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He leaned back in the rocking chair, rocking leisurely, seemingly not taking the other person seriously.

"You!" Peng Shiyan's face instantly became extremely gloomy when he heard this.

He didn't expect that Huangfu Yi would recognize him so easily. He tore off the veil on his face, revealing a hideous face.

"Huangfu boy, you recognized me so quickly!" Peng Shiyan said gritting his teeth, with anger flashing in his eyes.

Huangfu Yi looked at Peng Shiyan with a playful smile on his face.

He looked up and down at Peng Shiyan's round belly and laughed in his heart.

“Huh??” Peng Shiyan was so angry when he saw Huangfu Yi’s contemptuous look.

He widened his eyes and stared at Huangfu Yi, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Huangfu boy, today is the day you die!" Peng Shiyan roared, swung his fist, and pounced on Huangfu Yi.

Huangfu Yi dodged, his speed was extremely fast, like a black lightning that streaked across the night sky and landed behind Peng Shiyan.

"Heh, you're quite strong. No wonder you were able to defeat Lu Zhong." Peng Shiyan frowned and began to look Huangfu Yi in the eye. "The isolated island in the sea is really a place to raise people."

"Not bad." Huangfu Yi looked at him provocatively.

A shadow flashed out from the corner and stood in front of Huangfu Yi.

"Huangfu kid, you will pay the price for your arrogance." Peng Shiyan said disdainfully, then looked at Ying, "This is the person who humiliated Qinqin in public, right?"

As a father, he must avenge his daughter.

Peng Shiyan's face was gloomy, his eyes filled with murderous intent. His gaze was as sharp as a sword, revealing an uncontrollable rage.

In order to seek justice for his daughter and for the sake of Yanhuo Sect's reputation, he was willing to become the enemy of Lianlan Sect.

Peng Shiyan used his powerful internal strength to swing a palm through the air.

His palms seemed to contain infinite power, and the air was filled with a strong sense of oppression.

That palm strike made people tremble.

Ying wanted to dodge, but Peng Shiyan's strength was much higher than Lu Zhong's, and he had no time to dodge.

Peng Shiyan's attack was so fast that Ying had almost no chance to react.

He could only watch helplessly as the palm came towards him.

Huangfu Yi quickly pushed the shadow away and dodged to the other side.

Peng Shiyan's palm power fell on the wall, and from the base upwards, the entire wall was completely cracked.

The power of that palm was so great that it caused the solid wall to collapse instantly, with rubble flying and dust flying.

Peng Shiyan: "Quick reaction!"

There was a hint of surprise in his voice, but more of it was disdain and sarcasm.

There is also recognition of Huangfu Yi's strength.

If he grows up...

Huangfu Yi must be strangled in the cradle.

He didn't give the two a chance to breathe and swung his palm towards Ying again.

This time, his attack was more fierce, as if he wanted to defeat Ying completely.

Although Ying tried hard to dodge, he was still hit by him. His body fell to the corner of the wall like a kite with a broken string, and blood gushed out instantly.

Ying covered his wound with his hands, frowning.

The severe pain made his hands tremble uncontrollably.

"Young master, be careful..." After saying that, Ying fainted.

Huangfu Yi could only watch Ying get injured and faint in front of him, but he was powerless to do anything.

"You old bastard, you are so arrogant." Huangfu Yi lowered his eyes and looked at his sword. The anger in his heart had been ignited, and he was not polite to him.

This fat guy's attack is quite fierce.

With such a loud noise, Elder Yu must have heard it.

Then he just needs to delay and wait for support.

Peng Shiyan stood beside the broken wall, his eyes as sharp as torches, scanning Huangfu Yi and the injured figure lying on the ground.

Peng Shiyan snorted coldly, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty and coldness. "A common man? Huangfu, you think you can escape my control? Today, I want you to watch the two of you fall one after another."

He responded in a deep voice, "Old man, strength isn't everything. Lianlan Sect will not succumb to violence."

Whether you win or lose, you will only know after the competition.

Peng Shiyan laughed loudly, with a hint of madness in his laughter: "Then let me see how long your backbone can hold out!"

Before he finished speaking, Peng Shiyan moved and attacked Huangfu Yi again.

The palm wind was so fierce that the surrounding air seemed to solidify into a blade, whistling sharply as it cut through the space.

Huangfu Yi was not willing to be outdone, so he swung his sword, and the sword light was like a waterfall, colliding with Peng Shiyan's palm power.

Amidst the loud bang, Huangfu Yi only felt an extremely huge force surging, and he was shocked and retreated repeatedly, with his palms numb.

Huangfu Yi tried hard to appear calm, but he was actually in turmoil.

I didn't expect Peng Shiyan to be so chubby that his fat would shake when he walked, and his strength was so unfathomable.

Yes, since he can sit in the position of the leader of the sect, he is naturally more skilled than ordinary people.

The ordinary people here refer to Lu Zhong.

A hint of surprise flashed in Peng Shiyan's eyes.

Obviously, he didn't expect Huangfu Yi to be able to stand even after his full-strength attack.

What surprised him even more was the sword in Huangfu Yi's hand.

"Dragon Roar Sword!"

The Dragon Roar Sword, a divine weapon that has been passed down through the ages, is said to have been forged by an ancient swordsmith who took the essence of heaven and earth, using ores that are rarely seen in a thousand years, and under extremely special astronomical phenomena.

The sword is three feet and seven inches long, extremely sharp, yet extremely light, and its mass is almost imperceptible.

The sword is glowing with a faint golden light, as if it contains the spirit of clouds and dragons. When the sword is unsheathed, it will emit a low and melodious humming sound, like a dragon roaring in the sky, hence the name "Dragon Roar".

This sword is not only a weapon, but also a work of art, exuding a noble and mysterious aura.

According to legend, the sword holder can feel the dragon power contained in the sword, which can greatly increase their combat power, enough to make the holder invincible on the battlefield.

Because of this, the Dragon Roar Sword has always been a coveted divine object by martial artists.

For countless years, countless bloody battles have been waged in order to obtain this sword.

A greedy glint flashed in Peng Shiyan's eyes. He smiled sinisterly and said, "I didn't expect that the legendary Dragon Roar Sword would be in your hands. Good, very good! Today, it will be mine, Peng Shiyan."

He grinned and prepared to continue attacking, wanting to completely defeat Huangfu Yi and take the sword for himself.

"Suffer to death!"