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Chapter 21: Awe-inspiring attitude

"Poof! "

Ye Ziling was sent flying by the aftershock of the explosion, and her delicate body crashed into the wall of the courtyard, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But Ye Ziling was not worried about her life, she just stared at the area where the iron armour had exploded, the sky was filled with smoke and dust, and a complex emotion arose in her heart.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Ye Feng slowly stepped out, he was at the very centre of the Iron Armour's self-detonation, his white clothes in tatters.

But at this moment, his entire body, skin, hair, and even pupils, were all bronze in colour, blossoming with the light of divine bronze, precisely what had inspired the Bronze Battle Body, indestructible!

Ye Feng stepped out of the smoke and dust, and did not suffer much damage.

The Iron Armour was only at the ninth heaven of the True Martial Realm, he had overestimated the power of his own self-destruction and had not killed Ye Feng, a Spiritual Martial Realm martial artist with a strong body.

But at this moment, Ye Feng, looking at the armour fragments that were only a few pieces left in the ruins, still stained with blood, was desolate and lonely.

He was silent for a moment, and said to Ye Ziling, ''For the sake of your sister, and for the sake of this loyal soul who died for you, you can go. "

"I have sinned. "

Ye Ziling suddenly spoke out, this little devil girl at this moment a tragic smile that had never been seen before on a stunningly beautiful face.

Stunned, she walked towards the outside of the compound under the endless darkness.

"Where are you going?" Ye Shen Yue's figure shot up from afar, her eyes shocked and angry.

Clearly, she had been attracted by the great commotion in the courtyard just now.

"I don't know where I'm going , I just want to get away from this place right now..."

Ye Zi Ling laughed out miserably as she suddenly thought of something and returned violently, picking up the few blood-stained pieces of armour that were all that remained after the Iron Armour had exploded itself, placing them carefully in her arms before heading away without looking back.

Ye Ziling walked out of the courtyard, out of the Ye clan, out of Nanyang County City ...

No one knew where she had gone until many years later, when Ye Feng ran into Ye Ziling again, but by then, the once spiteful and capricious Second Second Miss of the Ye Clan had long since become a different kind of being ...

...

Under the darkness of the night.

In the courtyard.

Ye Shen Yue walked up to Ye Feng's body, her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Feng's shattered clothes, and hurriedly asked, "Ye Feng, are you alright? "

"It's fine. "

Ye Feng shook his head and looked at Ye Ziling's distant back and said, "Eldest Miss didn't go to stop her from leaving? "

Ye Shen Yue sighed gently, a helpless look appearing on her city-tilting jade face as she said, "Just let her go, this time the self-explosion of the Iron Armour might have really impacted Zi Ling's mind and made her make some changes."

Ye Feng smiled and nodded slightly, not saying anything more.

Ye Shen Yue suddenly said, "Right Ye Feng, tomorrow afternoon, you and I will go to the city master's residence together, although your cultivation level is quite lower than mine, but your strength is already close to rivaling mine, this time the sect mission, are you interested in participating together, if you make merit, I can recommend you directly to the sect to enter the Sword Sect. "

Ye Feng thought for a moment, and then said:Then thank you, Miss, I am naturally very willing to join the number one clan of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Ye Feng knew very well that if he wanted to become stronger as soon as possible, joining one of the big clans would be the best choice.

This was because those great sects had countless powerful legacies and countless channels of information.

Just like a casual cultivator, if he wanted to look for any specific spiritual medicine, he could only look for it alone in the great wilderness in a bewildering manner.

But if one is a disciple of a clan, one can go through the information channels in the clan and know at once exactly where the spiritual medicine is located, saving a lot of time and effort.

In addition, if you become a disciple of a clan, as long as you have outstanding performance, you will receive various powerful inheritances in the big clans, while casual cultivators can only sigh in disbelief.

This is why many young martial artists crowded their heads to enter the big clans.

Unless it was a last resort, Ye Feng would not think of becoming a casual cultivator.

Those wandering martial artists seemed to be free and unrestrained, but in fact, they did not have the shelter of the big powers, and when they walked outside, there was a risk of life and death if they were not careful.

Moreover, a person wandering aimlessly in search of chance and creation would waste a lot of time in vain and would soon be overtaken by his peers, making it difficult for him to become a great person.

Therefore, Ye Feng knew that his current self, who was still weak, would be the best choice to join the Sword Sect, and the Sword Dao heritage of the Sword Sect was of great interest to Ye Feng.

This time it happened to have Ye Shen Yue returning to her clan to complete the clan's mission, if she participated, she would be able to enter the Sword Sect directly, such a good opportunity, Ye Feng naturally would not refuse.

"Then it's a deal, I'll come to you tomorrow afternoon, we'll go to the city master's residence together to find Chu He, and see how to find the Demon Gate Sect traces."

Ye Shen Yue said, pulling out - a jade talisman from her bosom and stuffing it into Ye Feng's hand, saying, "If there is something important, you can inform me through this jade talisman of transmission, by inputting a trace of true qi, you will be able to transmit your voice to me within a thousand miles. "

With those words, Ye Shen Yue turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the night.

At this time, Ye Feng held the transmission jade talisman and put it into his bosom coat.

He looked at the vast and boundless sky, his eyes brightened as he murmured, "Sword Sect: A thousand year old heritage, countless geniuses, the number one sect in the Great Yan Dynasty, really quite looking forward to it ...."

In the early morning, when a hint of fish-belly white appeared in the east.

"Squeak! "

Ye Feng pushed open the door of his house and walked out from the courtyard, carrying his rusty longsword, and walked towards the direction of the clan ancestral hall.

He was going to find the strange old man, the pockmarked old man, and see if he could order more advanced sword martial arts from him or ask for advice on sword cultivation.

The three sets of yellow-ranked early stage sword techniques from before had already been comprehended by Ye Feng to the perfection level and could not satisfy his needs nowadays.

Having dealt with the sackcloth old man twice, Ye Feng knew that this strange old man, who was definitely not a simple person in the Ye clan, might be able to get a few more sets of powerful sword martial arts from the old man by the way.

"Greetings, Clan Brother Ye Feng! "

"Greetings, Clan Brother Ye Feng! "

"..."

Along the way, many clan sons and daughters saw Ye Feng and greeted each other respectfully and adoringly.

The previous incident of Ye Feng defeating Ironclad with one punch had spread throughout the entire Ye Clan.

On top of that, the crowd had learned from the returning Eldest Miss Ye Shen Yue that Ye Feng had already stepped into the legendary Spiritual Martial Realm.

This news made everyone in the clan almost lose their eyes in shock.

After all, Ye Feng had previously been just a horse-feeding boy in the Ye clan.

But one day, he had leapt to become a Spiritual Martial Realm powerhouse comparable to the level of the clan elders.

This caused everyone to see Ye Feng again with an attitude of awe.

In the ancestral hall, Ye Feng walked through the solemn hall and arrived at the backyard.

Behind a long, shabby table, the sackcloth-clad old man was indeed lying there sleeping.


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