#1120 - Chapter 1120 Suspicion about Ye Kong's identity

When Ye Kong heard Elder Wang's words, he didn't show much reaction, only nodding slightly.

Elder Wang saw that Ye Kong didn't show any joy when he said he would teach him something.

Elder Wang couldn't help but snort coldly. Although he didn't say it explicitly, he was very unhappy with Ye Kong's arrogant attitude.

After roughly explaining everything, Elder Wang waved his hand.

"Alright, this old man is leaving." After saying that, wisps of white gas slowly gathered under Elder Wang's feet. Elder Wang's figure slowly rose, disappearing into the horizon.

After Elder Wang left, Ye Kong turned around and looked at Elder Wang's medicinal field and the newly produced medicinal field that he was going to maintain. The difference was obvious.

Ye Kong walked forward, then grabbed a handful of fertile soil. He smelled it and kept kneading it in his hand until the small handful of soil completely fell.

"The soil is passable."

The location of the back mountain of the Supreme Beginning Academy could be considered a place with vigorous spiritual power, so the soil it nurtured was not bad.

Ye Kong looked around at the environment, backed by mountains and facing water, which was not bad.

Then Ye Kong spun his hands and placed them behind his back, his entire body directly leaping onto the slightly barren newly produced medicinal field area.

With a wave of his hand, a small bottle shimmering with blue light appeared in Ye Kong's hand. Even in the bright daylight, the small blue bottle in Ye Kong's hand seemed to illuminate the surroundings.

Ye Kong gently flicked it, and the stopper of the small blue bottle disappeared into smoke. Ye Kong slightly tilted the small bottle in his hand, and the spiritual essence in the bottle slowly flowed out, as bright as a mirror and as transparent as glass. The moment the spiritual essence slowly flowed out, it also emitted a faint fragrance, like cool and clear spring water.

The bottle in Ye Kong's hand was like a bottomless pit, with the spiritual essence constantly flowing out, showing no sign of stopping until Ye Kong glanced slightly and saw that the land under his feet was completely permeated with the spiritual essence liquid and became moist. Only then did Ye Kong stop the movements in his hand.

With the irrigation of the spiritual essence liquid, small mounds of earth in the medicinal field quickly sprouted tender green buds.

Ye Kong then waved his hand, and countless stars of light fanned out from between his sleeves, gently patting the sprouting green buds like dragonflies skimming the water.

Then Ye Kong looked around at his results with satisfaction. One second they were still small green buds, and the next second they had grown into various exotic herbs and spiritual plants.

Ye Kong left gracefully, leaving behind a cloud in the land.

The exotic herbs and spiritual plants in the newly produced medicinal field that Ye Kong took care of were emitting a unique fragrance as they grew.

A gust of breeze blew past, bringing with it a light and sharp scent, fluttering like flight.

When it blew into the Supreme Beginning Academy, the disciples who were practicing their mental cultivation methods on the martial arts platform were disturbed in their minds and could not meditate peacefully.

"Wow! What is this smell? It's so fragrant!"

"Did you smell it too? As soon as I inhale it, it's refreshing."

"What a unique smell!"

For a time, the disciples who were meditating also stopped, closed their eyes, and greedily used their noses to feel the unique smell.

At this moment, Gao Chenlin, dressed in a light blue Taoist robe, walked out. Originally, he was in the Meditation Hall, but he accidentally smelled the unique scent, so he came out to check the situation, only to find that the disciples were disturbed in their cultivation by this unique scent.

Seeing this, Gao Chenlin circulated the Great Circulation Technique with both hands, and a strong wind rose, directly and mercilessly blowing away the strange smell that permeated the air. At this time, the smell faded a little, but there was still a residual scent in the air.

Only then did the disciples recover and look at Gao Chenlin, who was casting the spell, and knelt down and clasped their fists.

"Elder Gao!"

A sharp and unruly look was revealed in Gao Chenlin's eyes as he looked into the distance towards the back mountain.

He couldn't help but guess in his heart: What tricks is that old Wang fellow up to again?

At this time, the old Wang fellow had already arrived at the Tea House of the World Honored Sima.

Sima Ye and Wang Zonghan sat side by side, with a small square table in between them, on which was placed Sima Ye's precious collection of red-gold covered bowls.

Wang Zonghan had sharp eyes and saw the red-gold covered bowl, a treasure among the best, at a glance, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"You're willing to bring out this treasure for show, it's really rare."

Sima Ye also grinned, the arc of his mouth rising noticeably.

"Hahahaha, you, it's not easy for you to come to my Tea House, I have to treat you well, maybe one day you'll forget that I have such a Tea House." Sima Ye's tone of voice did not carry the slightest pretense, completely as kind as treating a good friend.

Sima Ye and Wang Zonghan had a very good relationship, but an accident that occurred ten thousand years ago caused Wang Zonghan to stay in the back mountain day after day, hidden in the clouds, making it difficult to see him. Sima Ye also did not expect that Wang Zonghan would come to him for reasons other than official business. Even on official business, he mostly used voice transmission, which made the time for the two to meet even less.

"Isn't that why I came today?" Wang Zonghan responded perfunctorily to Sima Ye, then casually picked up a red-gold covered bowl from the table.

Wang Zonghan stretched out two fingers and pointed at the red-gold covered bowl. A ray of starlight flashed from his fingertip, and a bowl full of water had already appeared in the red-gold covered bowl at some point.

The bottom of the red-gold covered bowl, which had been filled with water, immediately showed obvious cracks, but it did not break.

Wang Zonghan took a big gulp with satisfaction.

Sima Ye, who was on the side, wanted to stop him, but in the end, he smiled helplessly. Seeing Wang Zonghan's satisfied expression after drinking, Sima Ye said, "You're using my such a good teacup to drink wine again, what a waste!"

Sima Ye pretended to reprimand seriously, but a faint smile still hung on his face.

Wang Zonghan waved his hand, "No waste, no waste, my wine is not bad, enough to match your red-gold covered bowl."

As Wang Zonghan said, he filled another bowl and wanted to hand it to Sima Ye to taste, but Sima Ye blocked it with his hand and refused.

Sima Ye loved tea, and Wang Zonghan loved wine. A person who drank wine and a person who drank tea chatted for a long time.

The two inadvertently talked about Ye Kong. Sima Ye objectively said, "This person's one move directly damaged one of my Nether Realm scrolls. Although his cultivation is low, only a demigod realm, I always feel that his strength is extraordinary."

"This kid..." Wang Zonghan thought of Ye Kong, hesitating to speak.

Sima Ye's face suddenly became solemn, and Wang Zonghan naturally noticed it as well.

"If he is an invader from outside..." Sima Ye did not continue, but Wang Zonghan understood Sima Ye's meaning.