Chapter 532 Are you willing to enter the inner door?

The young man's name is Yuan Qi. He lives in the courtyard and is twenty-one years old.

He joined the sect as a handyman at the age of sixteen, and five years have passed.

Originally Yuan Qi wanted to join Tiandao Sect as a disciple.

But after testing his talent many times in a row, he was not qualified to become a disciple.

When he went for the test for the third time, an elder from the Tiandao Sect couldn't stand it anymore and recruited him as a handyman disciple.

Yuan Qi's talent is indeed not good. After practicing for so many years, he still remains at the level of killing one person.

In a first-class sect, with his age and cultivation level, not even the outer disciples can reach him.

Of course, this does not mean that the handyman disciples will never be successful in their lives.

As long as you can kill three times before the age of thirty, you can get another chance to take the assessment.

After passing the assessment, you can become an outer disciple.

Yuan Qi was originally confident that he could do this.

But after entering the life-threatening holy realm, I discovered that there are deep gaps between each small realm.

If he continued to practice as usual, he knew that he would never be able to kill three times before he was thirty years old.

But Yuan Qi was unwilling to be ordinary, so he spent all his savings over the years and found many ways. With the help of an outer disciple, he finally got the qualification to attend Ye Chen's lectures.

Elder Ye instantly killed Wu Linzong's genius Jiang Song with one punch at the top of the mountain. This incident had already spread throughout the sect.

All the disciples are passionate about this.

When he learned that Elder Ye was going to open a forum to teach, Yuan Qi immediately realized that his opportunity had come.

I thought that this move would enlighten me.

But who would have expected that from beginning to end, I wouldn't understand a word, it was just a waste of time.

The roar of laughter that reached his ears made Yuan Qi feel even more depressed.

Over the years, all the self-confidence and all the persistence have disappeared little by little.

"Perhaps, I, Yuan Qi, will only be a handyman in my life."

A bitter smile appeared on Yuan Qi's lips. He didn't want to compromise with reality, but reality was like a big hand, forcing his head down.

After returning to his residence, Yuan Qi finally put his emotions in order.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Although the status of handyman disciples is low, there is an advantage. They can bring their families to live in the sect.

It is difficult for people like them without talent to find a way out.

If he lowers his stature and joins a second-class sect, there is no chance.

But among the second-class sects, those who support themselves to death are the outer disciples.

No matter what, the opportunities are not as good as those of a first-class sect.

At the very least, the family can live in the sect forever, breathe the purest spiritual energy every day, and prolong life.

The training resources obtained are also higher than those of outer disciples of second-class sects.

Not enough compared to those above, but more than enough compared to those below.

"Yuanhong, your son is back. Just in time, let your son pay the gambling debt you owe!"

There was a commotion in the room, and then seven or eight handyman disciples with rude faces came out and stared at Yuan Qi coldly.

"Everyone, this is..."

The corner of Yuan Qi's mouth twitched, and he suddenly realized that his father must be gambling outside again.

Things like this happen often and have long been commonplace.

"Don't be angry, my son is rich, my son is rich."

A middle-aged man who nodded and bowed walked out of it, and said with a playful smile, "Yuan Qi, don't you still have some spiritual stones there? Hand them over quickly, pay back the money to the uncles, and you won't lose anything to your father. I raised them in vain." You took so long."

"I...I didn't..."

Yuan Qi hesitated for a moment. With his character, when his father encountered such a thing in the past, he would immediately pay for the rescue.

But this time, he was really empty-handed.

In order to listen to Elder Ye's teachings, Yuan Qi gave up all his wealth.

Not to mention paying off gambling debts now, even if there is one more spirit stone, he can't get it out.

When the middle-aged man, Yuan Hong, heard this, his expression suddenly dropped, "Xiao Qi, don't make trouble, don't you still have a lot of spirit stones there? Help dad pay off these gambling debts, and dad won't gamble anymore!"

Yuan Qi is in trouble. It's not that he doesn't want to, but he really doesn't.

He has always been very filial.

His father gambled many times and owed gambling debts, which he helped pay off.

However, this time, he really couldn't help.

Yuan Hong became anxious when he saw Yuan Qi didn't speak for a long time.

He rushed up and grabbed Yuan Qi, "Xiao Qi, you don't even care about your father!"

The group of people also noticed something, and the leader sneered and said, "Since you can't take it out, Yuan Hong, according to the rules, we will destroy both of your arms. You still dare to gamble without money. This can be regarded as a lesson to you." !”

"Don't, don't!"

Yuan Hong immediately shrank his neck and hid behind Yuan Qi.

"Brothers, can you please extend your grace for a few more days?"

Yuan Qi took a deep breath and said bravely.

These strong men are all handyman disciples and run a casino outside the sect.

Yuan Hong likes to run inside and gamble money when he has nothing to do.

When I ran out of money, I reached out to Yuan Qi to ask for it.

"How many days of grace? Huh, Yuan Qi, it's not that my brothers don't give you this face, ask your father, how long have we been granting grace? Today is the last day, and I saw him not paying back the due date, so I came to the door! "

The strong man at the head knew Yuan Qi and shouted coldly.

Yuan Qi's scalp felt numb and he couldn't help but look at Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong had an awkward smile on his face and kept saying, "I won't gamble next time, I won't gamble next time..."

"I really can't come up with money now. You guys know that I'm a Yuan Qi person. If I had it, I would sell it. There are only two ways at the moment. Either give me three days and I'll find a way to earn some spiritual stones. Either you take action directly, I, Yuan Qi, know that I am in the wrong and will never fight back. You will fight until you are angry!"

Yuan Qi raised his head, determination flashing in his eyes.

The group of big men looked at each other and cursed a few times.

In the current situation, even if Yuan Qi is killed, it will still cost him money.

"Okay, three days at most."

The strong man looked impatient.

"How much gambling debt he owed, I paid it off for him."

At this time, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

He has a handsome appearance, wears a long gown, has an extraordinary bearing, and has bulging muscles like a horned dragon.

It was Ye Chen.

The strong man's pupils shrank when he saw Ye Chen.

He thought he had seen it wrong.

"Elder Ye?!"