#403 - Chapter 403: A Gift for the Disciple

In mid-air.

Old Dog, who was rushing over, saw Ye Ling wiping his sword.

"Lord Ling!" Old Dog said with cupped fists.

"This is none of your business. Get lost," Ye Ling said indifferently.

Hearing this, Old Dog looked at the meteorite below and smiled, "Lord Ling, the treasure fell in my Antarctica. It should be my, Old Dog's, opportunity."

"Lord Ling, you don't need opportunities, but I do."

After wiping the Sword of All Things clean, Ye Ling pointed the sword at Old Dog and said lazily, "I said, this is none of your business. Are you leaving or not?"

Old Dog's expression turned cold. He looked at the meteorite below and gritted his teeth, "Lord Ling, snatching someone's opportunity is like killing their parents. Are you sure you want to form this grudge?"

Ye Ling thrust out his sword, directly piercing Old Dog's flesh.

"I already told you to get lost. If you don't get lost, the next sword will directly annihilate your soul!" Ye Ling said indifferently.

I must perform well so that Ye Kong will take me to pick fruits.

Old Dog took a sword from Ye Ling, and his body suffered severe damage.

He looked at Ye Ling and left a harsh sentence:

"This sword has robbed me of my opportunity and crippled my body. I, Old Dog, will remember this!"

After saying that, Old Dog dragged his heavily injured body away.

Below in the air.

Ye Kong walked all the way to the egg. Inside the egg lay a handsome-looking man, shrouded in a layer of purplish-white gas.

Judging by his appearance and build, he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Ye Kong reached out and touched the eggshell, which rippled like water.

Then, the man in the egg opened his eyes, his eyes emitting golden light, looking at Ye Kong outside.

Ye Kong withdrew his hand behind his back, staring intently at the man in the eggshell.

With each breath, the man exhaled a white mist and inhaled deeply, absorbing all the eggshell into his body.

Soon after, he walked out of the egg, and the purplish-white gas on his body transformed into a long robe and a long knife.

"You are…" The man looked at Ye Kong, looking confused.

"Do you remember yourself?" Ye Kong asked in return.

"I only remember that my name is Wang Xuan. I don't remember anything else," Wang Xuan shook his head.

"You have a connection with me. How about becoming my disciple?" Ye Kong directly stated his purpose.

Hearing this, Wang Xuan looked at the man in front of him and pondered for a long time.

"I remember I have a father, but I forgot who he is."

"A master and a father are different," Ye Kong explained.

"Then… disciple greets Master!" Wang Xuan cupped his hands and bowed.

Ye Kong reached out and pulled Wang Xuan, sensing the energy flowing in Wang Xuan's body, which was neither demonic energy nor spiritual power.

It was a kind of aura he had never encountered before.

Heavenly General Divine Child… Ye Kong murmured in his heart, then said, "Wait here for a moment. I'll go get you a greeting gift."

"Okay," Wang Xuan nodded and stood in the big pit.

Ye Kong rose into the air, blocking a middle-aged man who was entirely cyan and white, with two green leaves on his head.

Ye Ling took Ye Kong's hand and pointed at the Tree King, saying, "He is the Great Tree. He has Spirit Wind Fruits."

"I heard that you bear fruit once every three thousand years. It's been many years now, right? I don't need much. Just give me twenty."

"I don't have any," the Tree King said with a livid face.

"Really don't have any?" Ye Kong looked at the Tree King indifferently.

"Whether I have any or not is none of your business," the Tree King said unhappily.

"Considering my relationship with the Azure Emperor, I won't make things difficult for you," Ye Kong said softly, then said, "Otherwise, I'll just directly rob you!"

"What relationship do you have with my teacher?" The Tree King looked at Ye Kong and asked.

"The Azure Emperor's daughter is my disciple," Ye Kong said indifferently.

The Tree King looked at Ye Kong instantly upon hearing Ye Kong's words.

"My teacher's daughter has been born? Where is she?" The Tree King asked somewhat excitedly.

"What, you want to use the Azure Emperor's daughter to control the Azure Army?" Ye Ling said leisurely from the side.

"I wouldn't dare," the Tree King shook his head.

"Alright, hurry up and get the Spirit Wind Fruits. When I have time, I will take Ye Qingjun to the Myriad Demon Continent for a trip," Ye Kong said indifferently.

"I said, I don't have any Spirit Wind Fruits, and my teacher's daughter should be taken care of by me. Considering you are Lord Ling's friend, I won't make things difficult for you," the Tree King said in a deep voice.

Ye Kong looked at Ye Ling, who handed the cleaned Sword of All Things to Ye Kong.

"Don't break it. It takes a lot of effort to condense a Sword of All Things," Ye Ling said.

The Tree King's mouth twitched for a while upon hearing these words.

Ye Ling's Sword of All Things was a weapon infinitely close to the Great Dao, extremely precious.

It was condensed by gathering all things. Who wouldn't want it?

But she just gave it to Ye Kong, and didn't even care if it was broken.

What kind of relationship is this?

Before the Tree King could finish thinking, Ye Kong raised the Sword of All Things and pressed it on the Tree King's head.

The sharp sword energy spread out, directly shaving off a piece of the leaves on the Tree King's head.

The Tree King felt an unstoppable aura. This powerful sword energy made him feel deeply afraid.

"I'll give it, I'll give it, I'll give it!"

The Tree King gave in.

If he didn't give in, his roots would be injured by the sword energy, and he wouldn't be able to bear fruit in the future.

"Fifty, not one less," Ye Ling robbed from the side.

"Lord Ling, I really don't have much left," the Tree King said painfully.

"During my slumber, maintaining my own spiritual power consumption was not enough, let alone bearing fruit."

"Sixty!"

"Alright, I'll give it to you right away!"

The Tree King took out the spirit fruit and respectfully handed it over.

This spirit fruit was clear all over, like a chubby baby, emitting a special fragrance that smelled very good.

The Tree King knew that if he didn't give it, Ye Ling would keep raising the price.

"That's more like it."

Ye Ling reached out to take it, but Ye Kong took it, then said:

"In the future, I will take Ye Qingjun back to the Myriad Demon Continent for a walk. Also, I won't take your things for nothing. The Old Dog of the Arctic Continent was destroyed by Ye Ling's sword. You should quickly take it down."

"Control your demons and don't hurt people randomly."

"Eh, alright!" The Tree King nodded and glanced down.

"The one below is my disciple. Don't think about it," Ye Kong then said.

"I see. I thought there was some special opportunity."

"Then I'll go first."

The Tree King turned and left. After taking two steps, he stopped and said, "Don't bring my teacher's daughter here. It's inconvenient for her to show her face."

"I can't reveal the specific reason. If you have time in the future, you can come to the Myriad Demon Continent for a visit."

After saying that, the Tree King disappeared without a trace.

On the way back, he couldn't help but think, Lord Ling has found a backer again.

"Fighting for the world, fighting for a fart of the world, Lord Ling has found a backer," the Tree King couldn't help but mutter.

Ye Ling having a backer means that the chessboard is controlled by someone.

If others want to play chess, they have to see if the person behind Ye Ling will flip the chessboard.