Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

After saying this, everyone around looked over, somewhat confused.

Because they just heard Ye Yu's name, but the words he said didn't seem to be the Ye Yu they just met.

Feeling more and more eyes cast at him, Ye Xuan puffed out his chest again and said, "Is my royal brother worried about the little conflicts between him and me? It's okay. Please tell him that I don't mind. If he needs it, I can even recommend Master Gu to give him some advice."

"Master Gu? Gu Yuan? Can you give guidance to my Holy Son?" Ling Yunzi's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed out loud when he saw Gu Yuan's increasingly ugly expression.

"Otherwise, my royal brother is indeed a bit too ambitious, but the art of alchemy is not like the cultivation of spiritual power. You can't get fat in one bite. You still need to be down-to-earth and take it step by step." Ye Xuan said earnestly.

"Shut up!" Gu Yuan couldn't bear to listen any longer. Feeling the strange looks from those around him, he shouted angrily.

But Ye Xuan just thought that he had made the decision on Gu Yuan's behalf and made him unhappy, and quickly said: "I'm sorry, Master Gu, I know this is not good, but Ye Yu is my royal brother after all, I just want to find a good master for him."

"You...I can't teach him!" Gu Yuanlao's face turned red, he groaned and turned away.

Ye Xuan's face was painful, but he was very happy in his heart. He was really afraid that Gu Yuan would agree for his sake. This was the result he least wanted to see.

"Alas, I have tried my best. As for my royal brother, I hope you can find him another good teacher."

Teng Ying looked at Ye Xuan in front of him and couldn't help laughing. He immediately said, "Do you know why Gu Yuan couldn't teach Ye Yu? Because Ye Yu is the champion of the Alchemy Association, idiot."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan's expression froze instantly.

"You let Gu Yuan teach the champion of the Alchemy Association, are you stupid?" Ling Yunzi also teased at this moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light suddenly lit up above Qiudan City, and then letters were scattered throughout the city. Ye Xuan hurriedly took one of them.

But it was clearly written on it, "Newcomer of the Alchemy Association, Ye Xuan."

And above, at the top, is the champion of the Dan Association, Ye Yu!

"Impossible, impossible! How could my royal brother be the champion of the Alchemy Competition? There must be something wrong with this result!" Ye Xuan was a little hysterical.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xuan felt the cold gazes cast at him from all around.

Since the Alchemy Conference was held, Ye Xuan is the first person to question its fairness.

Ye Xuan realized that he had said the wrong thing, and without caring about anything else, he lowered his head and ran away in shame.

At the same time, at Han Yi's residence, the spiritual power surging throughout Ye Yu's body gradually subsided.

After comprehending the contents of the statue, Ye Yu no longer needed to deliberately adjust his breathing rhythm. Every breath he took could attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him, coupled with the speed at which Xu Tian Ding was madly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and feeding it back.

Ye Yu's cultivation speed increased exponentially.

"Is it over?" Han Yi's voice sounded faintly, and his eyes fell on the lusterless statue of Tianyuan Taoist.

Ye Yu nodded and looked up at Han Yi. While meditating, Ye Yu learned another piece of news. Han Yi's lineage was indeed the Taoist child of Tianyuan Taoist.

Moreover, this can be said to be a force given by Taoist Tianyuan to the inheritor of the innate breathing method.

But now Ye Yu didn't know how to refuse. The acquired breathing method had flaws. If practiced to a certain level, it would affect lifespan. It would become very troublesome to prolong his life.

Han Yi looked at Ye Yu and said, "It's just an ancestral precept. Don't take it seriously. I have already handed the statue to you. Our relationship ends here."

"You are just a Divine Transformation cultivator. You have been able to cultivate the Dao of Alchemy to the seventh-grade high level in such a short period of time. I admit that you are very talented, but in my eyes, that's all. Don't dream about things that you shouldn't think about. Do you understand me?"

Ye Yu grinned, looked at Han Yi deeply, and nodded.

He didn't want to have anything to do with this lineage.

Since Han Yi took the initiative to bring it up, that's perfect.

"You are quite sensible. Let's go." Han Yi looked at Ye Yu and waved his hand.

When Ye Yu stepped out of the door, he paused and said, "I advise you not to practice the acquired breathing method anymore."

No matter what, Han Yi at least handed over the statue of Taoist Tianyuan to me, so this reminder was necessary.

But after hearing this, Han Yi's face suddenly turned gloomy, "Are you ordering me?"

Obviously Han Yi is very sensitive about this matter.

"It's just a piece of advice." Ye Yu ignored Han Yi's murderous gaze and turned away.

"Advise? Are you qualified?" Han Yi's eyes were cold, and the spiritual power of the heavenly realm gushed out.

She had given up everything for the position of the leader of the Dan League. Only she knew the hardships along the way. She could not accept that anyone could ride on her head.

If the person who came was better at alchemy than her, or had some incredible background, she would accept it.

But unexpectedly, the person who came was Ye Yu.

The identity of the Saint Son of Zixiao Sword Sect may seem remarkable to outsiders, but in the eyes of the Alchemy Alliance, let alone a mere Saint Son of Zixiao, even the entire Zixiao Sword Sect is not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath with the Alchemy Alliance.

Ye Yu's expression was calm, and a faint green light emanated from his entire body, completely isolating himself from the pressure from that heavenly realm. He turned and left.

Arriving at the entrance of the hall, Ye Yu took out the last veil from the ring and put it on himself. He transformed into Xu Wangchen again and strode out of the Dan League Hall.

Ling Yunzi, who was guarding outside the door, saw Ye Yu coming out in this state, and the smile on his face froze instantly. How could he not understand that his own Holy Son had no plans to go back for the time being, so he simply pretended not to see it.

He also gave Lin Qingyang a wink, asking him to go up and cause trouble and play with the Son of God.

Lin Qingyang's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Ling Yunzi with resentment. He sighed and walked over with the crowd behind him. "Hey, isn't this Xu Wangchen, the inheritor of the Liuli Sword? I didn't expect to see you here! You are quite cool!"

Lin Qingyang knew Ye Yu, but others didn't know that this was Ye Yu.

When they heard Lin Qingyang say that this was Xu Wangchen who had inherited the Glazed Sword but went to the Nine Spirit Sword Sect, their faces immediately turned gloomy and they were filled with murderous intent.

Looking at the appearance, it seems like he is about to take action.

Ye Yu nodded approvingly at Ling Yunzi. The old man was quite perceptive. He then glanced around.

With the spiritual perception of the peak Earth Realm, he instantly realized that there were many masters hiding around, and there were no less than ten people in the late stage of Spirit Transformation, including those from Zixiao Sword Sect and Jiuling Sword Sect.

"What do you, Zixiao Sword Sect, want to do? Looking for trouble with my brother?!" Ye Xuan's voice rang out.