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"What?" Meng Luo is actually the Holy Maiden of my Profound Heaven Academy? What rank of expert was she exactly? Senior brother, how much do you know about Meng Luo? " Ye Ling hurriedly asked.

"Meng Luo is a Saint. Of course her cultivation is at the Dao Pattern realm. How would a mere Inner Disciple like me know the specifics?" The White Buddha helplessly spread her hands and continued to stare at Ye Ling with a strange expression as she smiled evilly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Oh? Junior brother? Don't think that I can't tell, Senior Brother, that you like Mengluo? "Why else would you care so much about her?"

"Ah …" Ye Ling was extremely embarrassed. He didn't expect that he would be misunderstood in such a way.

"Junior brother, this is actually nothing. I don't know how many young talents in the academy like Meng Luo, but such a fairy-like figure is not something that we ordinary disciples can obtain. Moreover, the rumors say that Meng Luo has been stuck in seclusion all year round, so the number of people who see her is even fewer."

The White Buddha looked lost.

Ye Ling grinned speechlessly.

There were at least two meanings to the White Buddha's words.

First of all, Meng Luo's cultivation was very strong and she held a very high position in the academy.

Secondly, Meng Luo was very beautiful.

But what kind of woman was she exactly? It was rumored that he was carried by Mengluo to Ye Feng. Could it be that Mengluo was the mother of his body?

No, no...

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Thus, he decided to stop thinking about it.

Ye Ling decided to exchange for some points first. Right now, he was completely naked, without any points at all.

In a place like the East Xuan Academy, without points, it would be difficult to walk even an inch.

After bidding farewell to the White Buddha, Ye Ling left the Scripture Pavilion and headed for the Pure Yang Palace.

The Pure Yang Palace was Li Tian's most famous Great Hall. All the points exchanged and exchanged were done here. When Ye Ling arrived, he saw a bustling crowd of people, making a lot of noise.

Most of them were inner disciples who had come to Pure Yang Palace to exchange for points after completing their missions outside.

Just as Ye Ling was about to step forward, he was suddenly intimidated by a sinister aura. Surprised, he turned around and saw a small group of people.

This small group was all dressed in black and the surrounding dozen or so black-clothed men all seemed to be family servants with cultivations at the late stage of the Black Tortoise. They walked towards a tall and sturdy man as if they were stars surrounding the moon.

This sturdy man was a half a step into the Heaven realm. Judging from their attire, they seemed to be inner sect disciples, and these servants were all service disciples.

Originally, this group of people had hidden themselves very deeply, but Ye Ling still found some clues. This aura was too familiar to him.

"There's something wrong with this group of people!" Borrowing the power of the universe, I shall use my eyes to look at the heavens! "

Ye Ling's eyes flashed with a golden light as he looked at the group of men in black.

However, he didn't know, so he was shocked when he saw it.

At this moment, all of these black clothed people had taken on human form in front of Ye Ling's eyes. How was this even a human cultivator? It was obviously an Asura!

The leading man was an Asura with three stars engraved on his back. He was at the peak of a three star Asura! The other dozen or so service disciples were all Shura, all at the peak of the 2-star level. The third class, Venus, was also slowly taking shape!

This kind of Asura was comparable to ten half-step human Heaven realm cultivators.

Among the Asura race, Asura was the most berserk one, and all that appeared here were Asura's flames!

"Good stuff, good stuff!" "I've relied on the Shura to get rich a few times, and now these Shura have come looking for me. Isn't this just borrowing money from me!?"

Ye Ling's heart was filled with joy. Although this Three Star Asura was equivalent to a human cultivator at the peak of the Heaven realm, he was confident that he could handle it. He just didn't know why these guys had taken human form and snuck into Hateful Sky.

Turning his head, Ye Ling walked up and asked intentionally, "Senior Brother, are you here to exchange your points as well?"

The black burly man was startled. When he saw that the newcomer was an inner disciple, he let out a breath of relief, "That's right, Junior Brother, are you here to exchange as well?"

"What did you exchange it for, senior?" Can you let me have a look? "

"No problem." "This is a treasure. I am prepared to use it to exchange for a few points, but my points are too little right now. If I want to become an elite disciple, I am far from the number of one thousand."

"Senior, even if I managed to gather a thousand points, I would still need to be in the Heaven realm." Ye Ling carefully reminded.

"That's nothing." The dark man shook his head and pointed. "Junior, since you are here to exchange for points as well, why don't we go together?"

"Good!" "Please!"

Although both sides had ulterior motives, they had gradually become familiar with each other. If this dark man were Brother Luo, he said that the servants would be his family generals and would be called Luo Yi, Luo Er, all the way until Luo Thirteen.

The corner of Ye Ling's mouth twitched non-stop. He thought to himself, 'This name is simply too unfathomable. You are called Luo Yiluo for being an Asura. Aren't you being too irresponsible?'

However, Ye Ling did not intentionally expose this loophole.

It had to be said that both sides were extremely skilled at acting. They probed each other's background and looked as if they were familiar with each other, only missing the opportunity to burn incense and become sworn brothers.

"Listen up! Junior Brother Ye is my brother from now on, so when you see him, it is as if you see me. Brother Luo yelled.

"Yes!" "Hello, Brother Ye!" The service disciple said in unison.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Ye Ling let out a laugh from his mouth. However, he secretly became vigilant in his heart. He used his Spiritual Sense and directly probed the other party's Spiritual Sense.

Ye Ling's current cultivation was abnormally high, as he had almost no opponents in the Heaven realm. Naturally, he was much stronger than Brother Luo. At this moment, spying on his Spiritual Sense was not tiring at all.

Sure enough, Ye Ling heard the sneaky telepathic thoughts of those servants.

"King, do we really have to listen to him?"

"Of course not." Brother Luo snorted, "However, this kid is a disciple in charge of the Scripture Pavilion. He will have some value in the future. In short, he is a hypocrite. After that, there will be benefits."

"Yes, yes, yes. We still need to rely on the glory of our king." A group of servants started to compliment him.

After which, the Shura cut off their telepathic connection. Ye Ling was stunned, it seemed that these guys really had something to do after they infiltrated the academy. At least this matter was kept a secret, at least their telepathic thoughts would not leak out.

Everyone lined up for a long time before they finally arrived at the window of the Pure Yang Palace.

The one guarding the window was an inner disciple with a mole on his face. Looking at the mighty servants in front of him, this disciple felt disdain.

"Oh?" "It's quite big."

"What are you guys doing here today?"

A trace of displeasure flashed across Brother Luo's face. According to the group's circumstances, this puny half-step Heaven realm martial artist should be nothing but an ant in front of him, yet now he was trying to be a big boss here.

"I'm here to exchange for points. This is a treasure, the Heavenly Serpent Sword, a medium-grade treasure." Brother Luo took out that magic tool and handed it over to Luo Feng with a sullen face.

That disciple scrutinized the two of them and lightly flicked his wrist before coldly laughing, "A treasure is indeed a treasure, but its color has turned old. Fine, I'll give it to you for a hundred points."

"What did you say?" 100 points? This treasure is worth at least 200 points! Little Fatty, are you toying with me on purpose? "

Shixiong Luo was instantly annoyed. This treasure was taken out of his treasury, and it was not some random treasure. Such a treasure could actually only be exchanged for 100 points? This made his heart ache.

"If you say a hundred, then so be it. Don't say a word. If you have the ability, don't barter in my Pure Yang Palace." The disciple became arrogant.

"You!" A burst of murderous intent surged up from Brother Luo's body. He couldn't stand being toyed with by such a small figure.

"Hey hey hey, don't be angry." Ye Ling quickly stopped him and took out a spiritual talisman, "Take a look at this spiritual talisman. How many points do you think it is worth?"

"Tch? There was still someone who wanted to exchange spirit runes … Wait! What kind of talisman is this? A Soul Symbol created by a powerhouse in the Spiritual Martial Force? " That disciple immediately became excited, "Good stuff, this can be exchanged for 100 points."

"Alright, these 100 points will be on brother Luo's account." Ye Ling said magnanimously.

"What!"

Brother Luo and the fat disciples were shocked. 100 points was not a small matter. Some inner disciples had to work so hard to earn 100 points in one year, who could be as generous as Ye Ling?

"As expected of my good junior!" Senior Luo heavily patted Ye Ling's shoulder, his expression changed as he looked at Ye Ling.

"No worries. I have many spirit talismans, so I don't need this one." Ye Ling laughed heartily and casually took out five spirit talismans.

"This... So many spirit talismans crafted by Spirit realm experts … This was an escape talisman! "These are the Five Elements Talismans!" The group of disciples were all dumbstruck. None of them had ever seen so many high level spirit runes before.

In the end, Ye Ling got 500 points and swaggered away.

This was the effect he wanted!

Within the Pure Yang Palace, the inner court disciples that were guarding the door hurriedly ran in and whispered into the ears of a middle-aged man.

"What!?" Are you saying that someone directly exchanged for six talismans refined by a warrior of the Spirit realm? Furthermore, from the looks of it, he was just a drop in the bucket. Among the inner court disciples, there's actually such a rich person? " The middle-aged man's eyes lit up.

"You, go with Zhao Liang and Zhang Han. Keep an eye on that kid. Report to me the moment he leaves Hateful Sky!" The middle-aged man said.

"Yes sir!"

"Mm. You did very well this time. This is your reward." Senior Martial Brother Li nodded his head. Ten Black Tortoise Pills shot out and started circling around the disciple.

"Thank you Senior Brother, thank you Senior Brother!" The fat disciple was overjoyed.