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However, she had no choice but to act shamelessly in front of everyone. With an embarrassed expression, she walked in front of Yun Jin Xiu and wrote down a note. Yun Jin Xiu looked at it and mocked, "The words are so ugly."

Her calligraphy had always been praised by everyone, but now it had actually been described as ugly by Yun Jin!

Yun Jin flicked his finger and the character flew to Leng Yanxiao. The paper was smooth and did not have the slightest crease.

It seemed that this good-for-nothing knew that his meridians could not be used for martial arts, and could only try his best in unorthodox techniques. However, what was the use of that?

In the Everlasting Continent, martial arts were the orthodox method. Although the strength of the martial artists did not differ greatly, once one stepped into the Martial Master realm, no matter how good those unorthodox techniques Yun Jin learned, he would still not be a match for them!

Thinking of this, the surprise in Leng Yan Xiao's heart disappeared, leaving only ridicule.

He picked up the pen and casually signed his name. With a flick of his wrist, the paper was presented in front of Leng Feimo.

This move won over the cheers of the crowd.

Leng Feimo only smiled, raised his pen to sign, and even coughed twice in a sickly manner.

Everyone could not help but sigh. It seemed like the Second Prince really could not hold on any longer. He would not be able to hold on for long. The rumor about the seven halls being the future king was not baseless.

"It's the men from the Qing Yun Sect!"

Suddenly, a hubbub came from afar, and the surrounding people were stirred up.

The people of the Qing Yun Sect had indeed arrived at the capital. The capital was going to be bustling with noise and excitement this time!

Su Xianghe's eyes also lit up. The savior of the Su Clan had finally arrived!

A few days ago, the head disciple of Qing Yun Sect's Elder Suyun, Chen He, had written her a letter informing her of this matter, even saying that he had brought an alchemist along.

Su Xianghe walked down the stairs and boasted to Leng Yan, "Brother Yan Xiao, I believe eldest senior brother has already arrived. Xiang He heard that he also brought an alchemist with him."

His words caused Leng Yan Xiao to be alarmed. "A medicinal master?"

This was a huge event. Originally, due to the relationship between the Yun Family and the mysterious palace alchemist, royal father's opinion of the Yun Family had changed a little. However, after so much time had passed, that alchemist still had not appeared.

It was said that a medicinal master's personality was eccentric and it was very difficult to win him over. How could the Yun Family, which was a dilapidated aristocratic family, lock down a second tier medicinal master?

But the Su Clan was different. The Su Clan was naturally powerful, and if he were to establish a relationship with the Qing Yun Sect, with the help of an alchemist, it would be a good thing that he could seek!

Leng Yan's gloom had disappeared, and he suddenly said gently, "So it turns out that Xiang He is already a disciple of the Qing Yun Sect. Congratulations."

Everyone cried out in alarm. When they looked at Su Xianghe again, their eyes immediately became filled with reverence.

The Qing Yun Sect was the strongest sect in the Chu Yun Empire. Countless people wanted to squeeze their way in!

Feeling the crowd's envious and respectful gaze, Su Xianghe's vanity was greatly satisfied. Although she was not yet an official disciple of the Qingyun School, she was not far from it. She simply agreed and blushed, "Thank you, Big Brother Yan Xiao."

Then, she glanced at Yun Jin Xiu complacently. She changed the displeasure on her face and said with a smile, "My good little sister, if you want to enter the Qing Yun Sect, you can tell me. Who knows, maybe this big sister might be able to help you … However, the Qingyun Sect's requirements are quite strict. Those under the age of fifteen should have a minimum of four Jewels. "

With these words, the crowd burst into laughter. That trash was already thirteen years old, without even a martial spirit. Dream on!

Yun Ling was stuffy. Su Xianghe, this woman, would definitely pull all the brocades into the fire pit! She knew full well that embroidery could not form a Martial Spirit, and she even took the matter of selection to heart. She simply wanted to sprinkle salt on the brocade wound!

In the Everlasting Continent, not being able to cultivate was a huge blow to a single person. It was unknown just how many times one would have to cry over this!

Yun Jin gently caressed the fox, his expression calm.

The fox sighed, it was really foolish of her not to be taught, the black-hearted black lung in front of her was already at the peak four-Jeweled stage, in two days, she would probably step into the five-Jeweled stage.

"Coming, coming!"

A cry of surprise came from the crowd, and then the crowded crowd slowly opened up a path.

A gigantic three-winged flying beast landed slowly in the distance.

"Oh my god!" It's a three-winged serpent bird! "

The crowd erupted into cheers.

Leng Feimo glanced at it and said, "The three-winged serpent head bird has a violent personality and its flying speed is extremely fast. It's hard to tame. I never thought that the people from the Qingyun Sect would actually treat this bird as a flying beast."

The fox also yawned lazily, disdainfully sending a message to Yun Jin: "Isn't it just a six hundred year old bird? I can squash an entire tribe with a single finger!"

Yun Xiu: "…"

The fox was quite good at blowing air. A few days ago, after returning from the palace, he had done something which almost cost him his life. If it wasn't for the help of her heart blood, his grave would have already grown grass.

"Embroidery, look!" Yun Ling also opened his eyes wide, his gaze was filled with reverence. That was a Three-Winged Snake Emperor! The people of the Qing Yun Sect were actually just mounts. This showed just how powerful this sect was!

The three-winged serpent bird folded its wings, and a few figures jumped out from its back.

Su Xianghe anxiously looked over. When her gaze landed on a man, she stepped forward and said excitedly, "It's Senior Brother He!"

Saying that, he walked over with a smile.

Leng Yan Xiao couldn't help but sneer at Yun Jin Jian. In front of the Qing Yun Sect, this trash was indeed not worth mentioning, and Su Xiang He was more suited for him. Even if this trash still had a calm expression, that was just a pretense!

Very quickly, Su Xianghe led those people over. She glanced at Yun Jin Xiu and said in a loud voice, "Brother Yan Xiao, this is Senior He."

The four of them were all wearing blue robes with auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on them. They looked and acted extremely arrogantly.

The man that Su Xianghe was introducing to had an extremely ordinary appearance. Even when compared to Leng Yanxiao, he was still slightly lacking.

The man standing next to him was dressed differently from the others. This was because there was a small, exquisite pill furnace hanging from his neck. Perhaps it was also because of this pill furnace that the man's nostrils were about to reach into the sky!

"Seventh Prince, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Chen He cupped his hands and smiled at Leng Yan.

Leng Yan Xiao also cupped his hands and looked to his side, "This is …"