Chapter 1008 Olive Branch

Su Yichen looked at this scene, his face turned pale, his fists clenched, and his knuckles turned white from excessive force.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would have definitely killed Ye Tianming!

But now, he was still seriously injured and his spiritual energy was difficult to move, so there was nothing he could do.

The hatred in his heart made him glare at Ye Tianming fiercely, as if he wanted to carve Ye Tianming's figure into his bones.

The elders of the Xuanfeng Divine Sect beside him also had gloomy faces, no longer as calm as before.

"Yi Chen, let's go too..." An elder lowered his voice, sighed, and retracted the vicious look he was looking at Ye Tianming.

The duck that was in hand flew into the hands of the unknown Ye Tianming, and their own God King body was also injured by Ye Tianming. Everything made them uncomfortable.

"Go!" Su Yichen gritted his teeth and spat out a word.

He also knew that he couldn't do anything to Ye Tianming today, so he could only swallow his anger and make plans later.

As the people from the Xuanfeng Divine Sect left, the Leiling Sect, Fengying Pavilion, Shuiyue Palace and other forces that had a grudge against Ye Tianming also left with hatred and murderous intent, with murderous eyes.

I can't kill Ye Tianming. Staying here for another second will be painful.

In the blink of an eye, the murderous people disappeared without a trace.

The situation reversed in an instant, and the originally tense atmosphere dissipated.

Those forces that had originally remained neutral and watched the situation now gathered around, with smiles on their faces, and bowed to Ye Tianming to congratulate him.

"Young Master Ye is truly a hero in his youth! You have such strength at such a young age, and your future achievements are limitless! Congratulations!"

"Mr. Ye, if you need any help in the future, just let me know!"

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Faced with the olive branches extended by these forces, Ye Tianming responded one by one.

He was neither humble nor arrogant, neither trying to please others nor keeping people at a distance.

After all, more friends mean more paths, and fewer enemies mean fewer walls.

Although these people were not absolutely friendly to him, at least they did not take advantage of his misfortune. They even took the initiative to extend an olive branch to him at this time. This was a good thing.

What's more, his many connections are of great benefit to him.

In the crowd, Lingyun Sect’s elder Mo Wentian came up with Lin Mengqi.

Mo Wentian had a look of joy on his face, and he smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Ye for resolving the crisis and obtaining the Kunpeng inheritance! On behalf of Lingyun Sect, I congratulate you!"

Ye Tianming quickly responded, "You are too polite, Elder Mo. It was just luck. I was able to resolve the crisis thanks to your help!"

Mo Wentian stroked his beard and smiled, "Young friend Ye, there is no need to be modest. During this trip to the secret realm, several disciples of my Lingyun Sect have been taken care of by you. I would like to thank you here."

Ye Tianming couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. He glanced at the sad and silent Lin Mengqi and shook his head gently, saying, "Elder Mo, you are too kind. I can't help much."

"Before, I was not strong enough and could only watch Chu Liyue and Duan Lingfeng sacrifice themselves."

Mo Wentian followed Ye Tianming's gaze and looked at Lin Mengqi, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He sighed, "Everything is fate, Ye Xiaoyou doesn't need to blame yourself."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Mengqi deeply, with a hint of worry and helplessness in his tone, "After Mengqi came out of the secret realm, except for a few words with you, she no longer wanted to communicate with other people."

As he spoke, he looked at Ye Tianming with burning eyes and asked anxiously: "Friend Ye, what happened to Meng Qi in there? Why did she become like this?"

Ye Tianming's mind flashed back to the previous scene, and he looked at Lin Mengqi with some sympathy, "Elder Mo, I'm sorry. This matter probably needs Miss Mengqi to tell you in person."

Mo Wentian's expression darkened, "Okay."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Tianming expectantly and asked tentatively, "Friend Ye is a skilled doctor, I wonder if you can help Meng Qi with some treatment?"

Ye Tianming shook his head and said, "Elder Mo, Miss Meng Qi is fine. She just has a knot in her heart that is hard to resolve."

"Friend Ye, can you please come to my Lingyun Sect if you have the chance to help Meng Qi resolve her emotional issues, for the sake of our past friendship?"

Ye Tianming looked at Lin Mengqi's sad expression and felt a little sorry for her. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, Elder Mo. Miss Mengqi's affairs are my business. I will definitely pay you a visit someday."

Mo Wentian was overjoyed when he heard this. He took out an ancient token with the word "Ling" engraved on it from his arms and handed it to Ye Tianming.

"This is the sect token of our Lingyun Sect. With this token, you can freely set foot in any place of Lingyun Sect. If you have time, you can come to our Lingyun Sect at any time with this token."

Ye Tianming took the token with both hands and said solemnly: "Thank you, Elder Mo. I will definitely bother you."

Mo Wentian smiled and nodded, "Then I will wait for you."

Ye Tianming nodded and looked at Lin Mengqi.

Lin Mengqi's eyes were dull, and when she met his gaze, she instinctively nodded slightly.

"Mr. Ye, goodbye."

Ye Tianming looked at Lin Mengqi's back and couldn't help but comfort her: "Ms. Mengqi, the scenery in the world is not just about one person. Don't forget the expectations that Miss Liyue and Brother Lingfeng had for you."

Lin Mengqi's back couldn't help but tremble.

She hesitated for a moment, turned to look at Ye Tianming, and said solemnly, "Thank you!"

After saying that, she followed the footsteps of the people from Lingyun Sect and soon disappeared from their sight.

Watching everyone from Lingyun Sect leave, Ye Tianming felt mixed emotions.

At this moment, an awkward voice came from the outside of the crowd:

"Um... Mr. Ye, long time no see..."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a short and fat middle-aged man with a big belly, fat on his face and a pair of small eyes narrowed into slits walking towards them with a smile on his face.

This person was none other than the Palace Master of Butian Palace, named Ouyang Kuan.

As Ouyang Kuan walked along, he felt like he was being roasted on a fire, sitting on pins and needles, and feeling uncomfortable all over.

The three elders were blinded by greed and took advantage of others' misfortune. They turned kindness into enmity and almost tortured Ye Tianming to death for sending the saint girl back. They also robbed Ye Tianming of his treasures and threw Ye Tianming, who had no spiritual power left, into a dense forest infested with monsters.

These deep hatreds are really difficult to resolve.

But now Ye Tianming not only inherited Kunpeng's legacy, but his cultivation has also greatly improved. Such a powerful character must not be treated with hostility anymore.

But it's really embarrassing to be rejected like this.

"Palace Master Ouyang, what's the matter?" Ye Tianming looked at him with a smile, and his tone could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Haha..." Ouyang Kuan laughed dryly twice, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he secretly groaned in his heart. If he had known that Ye Tianming was such an evil star, he would not have dared to provoke him even if he was beaten to death!

"Haha, Palace Master Ouyang, there's no need to be nervous. I've always been a person who won't offend others unless they offend me." Ye Tianming smiled faintly. Although his tone was flat, it made Ouyang Kuan feel creepy.