Lin Yue smiled, approached Qin Ji and said, "Master Qin, I will come back after taking the key and the egg. By then, you must also make progress."

Qin Ji also wanted to ask Lin Yue if he was going to see his old lover, but as she spoke, she felt an astonishing masculine energy coming from Lin Yue towards her.

Qin Ji quickly closed her eyes, looking uncomfortable and unable to ask any more questions.

After a long time, after Lin Yue took back his masculinity, Qin Ji slowly came back to her senses.

Lin Yue added, "I need flying warriors and 100 million baht."

"Of course you can. It will be ready before dawn tomorrow." Qin Ji was afraid of Lin Yue's sudden attack, so she no longer dared to ask anything else.

Lin Yue looked at Qin Ji and said, "You are really becoming more and more cooperative."

Qin Ji was stunned, thinking that there was something in Lin Yue's words, "At such a young age, he always says things that lie to women."

Lin Yue smiled, and suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance. Qin Ji was startled, and her spiritual energy burst out towards the figure, but she found that the spiritual attack was completely ineffective against him.

Qin Ji screamed and hid in the pool. Lin Yue couldn't help laughing, "Puppet, you scared her."

The puppet that looked exactly like Lin Yue half-knelt down in the air, "Master, please punish me."

Lin Yue shrugged, "How is the matter with the Weapon Refining Sect?"

The puppet said: "They are all dead."

He raised his right hand, and there was a head in his grasp. It was the head of Xiaoyao Zun.

Xiaoyao Zun still had his eyes open, obviously not thinking that today would be the day of his death.

"How will the Weapon Refining Sect be doing when you arrive?"

The puppet replied: "More than half of them were dead or injured. I hid in the dark and waited for them to kill each other before I took action."

"Very good." Lin Yue nodded with satisfaction and saw the puppet throwing down hundreds of storage rings.

This thing is more useful than Xuanyou, at least he is not greedy and will not line his own pockets.

Lin Yue put the puppet into the storage ring, and then pulled Qin Ji out, "It's okay."

"Not even puppets."

Qin Ji looked at Lin Yue reproachfully.

The latter smiled and nodded, "What do you think these are?"

Qin Ji took a breath, hundreds of storage rings were enough to surprise her.

Lin Yue's mind swept away and said, "Including Xiaoyao Zun's group, there are almost 100 million baht here. It seems that this trip will be easier."

Qin Ji's heart trembled, "Did you really kill Xiaoyao Zun?"

Lin Yue said: "Are you afraid?"

Qin Ji nodded, she really didn't want to start a war with Chixiao Pavilion now.

But Lin Yue really smiled and said, "Don't worry, Xiaoyao Zun massacred the Weapon Refining Sect and wiped out the whole family. Qin Sect Master personally killed him. No one can blame you for this."

Lin Yue stared into Qin Ji's eyes and said, "Remember, the current situation in Hongmeng cannot be solved by giving in."

Qinji nodded.

An hour later, Lin Yue returned to his fighting body state, and his fighting body has now stabilized in the Pudu realm.

The battle body has transformed into the Pudu realm!

Cultivation to the first burning wheel-turning realm!

Spiritual Mind Centennial Realm!

Lin Yue judged that his comprehensive combat power was now close to the top level of a single cultivator in the wheel-turning realm.

Returning to the Twelve Palaces, Lin Yue saw that everyone around him was asleep. When he returned to the room, he was surprised to see Yang Qing already lying on his bed.

She was neatly dressed and had her eyes closed, but the obsidian fire in the room was still burning.

Lin Yue smiled, blew out the obsidian fire, lay down next to Yang Qing, and lightly traced his fingers across the other person's face.

Yang Qing's skin is like snow and can be broken by a blow, which is not much worse than the sword idiot's teenage years.

Lin Yue saw Yang Qing's slender eyelashes twitching slightly and raised the corner of his mouth, "Can you not be shy by pretending to be sleeping?"

Yang Qing's chest heaved, but her eyes were still closed. Lin Yue stopped teasing her, grabbed her hand, and fell asleep.

When the sun rose, sunlight poured into the room. Lin Yue opened his eyes, only to see that Yang Qing was no longer around.

Apparently he was frightened when he was hit by Jian Chier.

Lin Yue smiled faintly and opened the door. The maid from the sect master's palace had already sent a message that Qin Ji's flying warriors were ready.

"Who are you taking with you this time?" Qin Ji asked curiously in the sect master's palace.

Lin Yue shrugged, knowing that the three elders and Jian Chi'er both had training missions, he smiled and said, "Can I take you with me?"

Qin Ji's delicate body trembled and she immediately shook her head: "It's not that I don't want to see it, it's just that as the sect master, the Hongmeng Fight is about to happen, so I still need some preparations."

Lin Yue smiled and saw that Qin Ji wanted to break through as soon as possible, "When I come back, I want to see you break through to the realm of transcendence."

Qinji nodded heavily.

Lin Yue said helplessly: "It seems that I can only go by myself."

Qin Ji took a step forward and put a storage ring into Lin Yue's palm, "Here is 100 million baht."

Lin Yue put away the storage ring.

Outside the sect master's hall, the three-foot-tall flying warrior looks like a huge black warship.

This thing can travel through the starry sky, which is enough for Lin Yue to reach the Night King City.

Yang Qing and others also came. After Qin Ji told them that Lin Yue was leaving for a while, for some reason, Yang Qing and Jian Chier suddenly felt empty in their hearts.

Even Liu Wuhen and Long Lin were a little disappointed.

"The Little Saint King's understanding of martial arts is unprecedented. Without his guidance, our progress would be difficult."

Yang Qing said angrily: "He assigned us a task, don't worry."

Liu Wuhen felt strange, "Elder Yang, we practiced so late yesterday, and now it's early in the morning. When did the Little Saint King tell you about the mission?"

Yang Qing knew that she had spilled the beans and said angrily: "You don't have to worry about it."

She was still feeling uncomfortable when she saw Lin Yue boarding the flying warrior.

Liu Wuhen smiled twitchingly, took a step back awkwardly, and shouted, "Have a nice trip, little Saint King."

Lin Yue nodded, stood with his hands behind his back and said, "After I come back, if I take away the gun from you again, I will give it to someone else."

Liu Wuhen shook his head in fear, "Don't say goodbye, the little holy king is going to kill me!"

Lin Yue smiled and said no more. The flying warriors soared into the sky. In the distance, Lin Yue saw Qin Yiyi watching him from a distance in the Palace of the Holy Maiden.

Due to the order of the Demon King of Seven Industries, the one hundred and eight little saints in the Northern Star Region are not allowed to go out privately to avoid contact with men.

Qin Yiyi was like a canary in a cage. Lin Yue's appearance gave her the feeling of being truly alive.

Qin Yiyi did not dare to disturb Lin Yue too much. Once the people of the Seven Industry Demon Emperor noticed it, it would be a disaster for Lin Yue and the Wangxian Sect.

Lin Yue sighed softly and smiled at Qin Yiyi, suddenly feeling more responsibility on his shoulders.

He would not stop for any woman, but for a woman like Qin Yiyi who gave everything to him, Lin Yue did not want her to be harmed.

"I need to get the things in Daohe as soon as possible, otherwise it will take at least a hundred years to reach the Three Emperors level."

Lin Yue murmured to himself.

The flying soldiers broke through the air and gradually disappeared from everyone's eyes. Long Lin, who had been silent all this time, took a deep breath and said: "The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles."
Chapter completed!