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"This piece of low-grade spirit jade is not a magic tool yet." Ye Qing slowly took the inferior spiritual jade into his bosom before slowly saying, "I have to finish polishing it before it can become a genuine magical artifact with the power of a sacred art."

When Fan Yan and Uncle Liu heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised.

Could it be that Ye Qing had a similar method to refining?

However, wasn't this method of turning a stone into gold, turning waste into a treasure the same method used by immortals in books? Would it really exist?

But when the two saw that Ye Qing was unwilling to say more, even though they had a bunch of questions in their hearts, they could only suppress them.

"Alright, there's nothing to look at here. I'm going back."

After he obtained the lower grade spiritual jadeite, Ye Qing had discarded all other items that were treated like treasures in the eyes of the world.

When Ye Qing walked back into the hall, the way everyone looked at him was already completely different.

Other than those big shots in the center of the hall, the youths in the outer circle had all personally witnessed what had happened.

Even an overweeningly arrogant person like Duan Feng was stomped on and angrily left the scene. As for the others, they were even more so. Naturally, no one dared to treat Ye Qing as an errand boy.

"You're back?"

When Ye Yanran saw Ye Qing once again, especially when she saw Fan Yan Rou, who was beside him, her expression became somewhat awkward.

"Yes."

Ye Qing nodded indifferently. Then, he turned around and affectionately patted the pleasantly surprised Chu Yi Rong's little head, "Thank you for protecting me just now, Rong'er. If there's anything that cannot be resolved in the future, you can look for me. As long as you can help, I will definitely help."

Previously, there was not a single person standing on his side in the entire ball. Only Chu YiRong had fiercely defended him and even begged in front of the Han Family's main book. Naturally, Ye Qing would not forget.

One had to know that Chu Yi Rong didn't know that he was a Demon Cultivator, nor did she know that he had the Fan family backing him. Yet, she could stand on his side without any hesitation.

Recalling the scene from before, Ye Qing's heart was slightly moved.

Since his rebirth, this must be the person who treated him the best apart from Aunt Ye, right?

Looking at this young girl who had almost been engaged to him in his previous life and who had experienced nine hundred years of his previous life, Ye Qing couldn't help but treat Chu YiRong as his own little sister.

Being intimately touched on the head by Ye Qing, Chu Yi Rong's face couldn't help but turn red as she lowered her head bashfully.

"Haha." Ye Qing looked at Chu Yi Rong's cute appearance, smiled, and left.

Fan Yan Rou, who was following behind Ye Qing, passed by Chu Yi Rong. Although her thoughts were complicated, she nodded with a friendly smile and left as well.

Uncle Liu, who was walking at the back, had a glint in his eyes as he called for the manager who was in charge of the organization.

He was instructed to arrange the first row of seats for Chu Yiran and Ye Yanran at the beginning of the Treasure Convention. He was also instructed to take good care of these two distinguished guests with the greatest enthusiasm, especially Miss Chu YiRong.

Seeing that she was being treated so seriously, the eyes of the girls on the side turned red with jealousy.

When Uncle Liu appeared, someone recognized him. This old man was Master Fan's steward, and was the number one person under Master Fan's command. He was an existence that could shake even the county with a stomp.

Even this person had to fawn over Ye Qing. It could be seen that Ye Qing's identity was definitely not as simple as just an errand boy in a restaurant.