661: Chapter 661 Yan Qingwu Joins the Ancient Tomb Sect?

Jiang Daoxuan and the other two felt their breathing hitch upon hearing this, and their eyes grew even redder.

After the Ancient Tomb Sect was wiped out, although Ye Chen helped them take revenge, based on what they had learned over the past few days, they found that the sect's reputation had plummeted.

Whenever the Ancient Tomb Sect was mentioned in the martial arts world, it was either as that small sect that got wiped out or people mocking them for overestimating themselves by daring to offend the Five Clans, Eight Sects, and Thirteen Gates.

But little did they know...

The reason the Ancient Tomb Sect was destroyed was entirely because the people of the One Clan, Three Sects, and Five Gates were too greedy and reached out their hands toward them.

Although the three of them didn't say it, their hearts felt as if they were being pricked by needles.

The foundation of the Ancient Tomb Sect, built over hundreds of years, could not be destroyed in their hands.

So...

Ye Chen gave them this chance—a chance for the Ancient Tomb Sect to stand up once again.

Jiang Daoxuan took a deep breath, cupped his fists, and bowed, his voice resonant.

"We shall follow your orders, My Lord!"

Shu Yuan also cupped his fists and bowed: "Shu Yuan follows your orders, My Lord!"

Shen Qingyi curtsied slightly: "Shen Qingyi follows your orders, My Lord."

Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction.

He had seen the three of them working hard to improve, he just hadn't said anything.

He was actually looking forward to it as well.

Because before long...

He would step into the Kunlun Ruins as the new Sect Master of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and that would be the first time Ye Chen faced the people of the Kunlun Ruins head-on.

Just as Ye Chen was feeling refreshed and about to continue speaking...

Suddenly!

*Da, da, da—*

The crisp sound of high heels approached.

Ye Chen turned his head to look at the doorway.

A woman wearing a Dragon Group uniform strode in, looking valiant and heroic, her steps brisk.

It was Yan Qingwu.

She walked into the cultivation room, her gaze sweeping over Jiang Daoxuan's group before landing on Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, I want to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament too."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, looking curious: "What are you going for?"

Yan Qingwu kept her hands behind her back and tilted her head slightly, a rare trace of a cunning smile appearing on her cold face.

"Because I want to join the Ancient Tomb Sect as well."

Ye Chen: "???"

The cultivation room fell silent for two seconds.

Ye Chen was the first to snap out of it, sizing Yan Qingwu up.

"Wait... instead of being the Eldest Miss of the Yan Family, why are you coming here to join the commotion?"

"Most importantly, your Yan Family already has a Kunlun Ruins Yan Family."

Yan Qingwu looked indifferent: "So what? The Yan Family is the Yan Family, and I am me. Are they the same?"

"Are you sure you're not joking?" Ye Chen's brow furrowed.

Yan Qingwu nodded: "Absolutely certain."

She had actually considered it for several days before making the decision today.

Ye Chen was never short of women around him.

Especially a woman like Bing Lan, who was the absolute 'Lady of Internal Affairs' in Ye Chen's eyes.

Though she was reluctant to admit it, she had to say...

She seemed to have truly fallen for Ye Chen.

But she was a woman who valued face and had extremely strong self-esteem; she wouldn't admit it, nor would she truly fight Bing Lan to the death.

There was no need.

It wasn't the best strategy either.

So.

She set her sights on the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Firstly, the Ancient Tomb Sect was a force Ye Chen decided to support, so resources would inevitably lean toward it in the future.

Secondly, as long as she joined early, she could legitimately help Ye Chen manage the Ancient Tomb Sect. At that time, she...

Would be the genuine 'Lady of the Sect Master'.

Bing Lan would manage internal affairs, and she would manage external affairs.

On equal footing!

It was simply brilliant...

Ye Chen looked at her serious expression and fell silent.

Seeing him not speaking, Yan Qingwu added: "What? You won't take me in? Then I'll go complain to Bing Lan and say you're bullying me."

Ye Chen's mouth twitched.

"When did I ever bully you?"

"Right now," Yan Qingwu said righteously. "By not taking me in, you are bullying me."

Ye Chen: "Who did you learn this logic from?"

"From your disciple," Yan Qingwu said without changing her expression.

Ye Chen: "..."

Good grief, that kid Chu Niubi really has 'disciples all over the world'.

Jiang Daoxuan stood to the side, watching the two bicker, a meaningful smile appearing on his old face.

He had lived for most of his life; what could he not see through?

This Eldest Miss of the Yan Family—how could she possibly want to join the Ancient Tomb Sect?

She clearly wanted to use the name of the Ancient Tomb Sect to stay by Ye Chen's side legitimately.

However, he didn't dare say that out loud.

Shu Yuan was a blunt man without so many convoluted thoughts, so he spoke directly: "Miss Yan, how high is your cultivation?"

Yan Qingwu glanced at him.

"Heaven Realm."

Shu Yuan's eyes lit up: "Heaven Realm? Welcome!"

The corners of Yan Qingwu's mouth curled up slightly as she looked at Ye Chen: "See, even he welcomes me."

Ye Chen sighed.

"Fine, since you want to come, then come."

Yan Qingwu's eyes instantly brightened: "Then it's a deal."

Ye Chen glared at her irritably: "Alright, stop being cheeky. Let's get ready to set off."

Yan Qingwu's lips curled up slightly.

"I've already booked the nearest hotel to Shennongjia. We can leave anytime."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and sized her up: "You certainly prepared thoroughly."

"Of course," Yan Qingwu said righteously. "Otherwise, how would you notice my professional competence?"

Ye Chen was speechless.

Then, the five of them filed out of the cultivation room and soon boarded a plane to Yan City.

Several hours later.

The five of them walked out of the terminal.

Ye Chen took out his phone and sent a text message to Bing Lan, Yi Yue, and Jin Meiting each to report that he had arrived safely.

Then.

He put away his phone and gestured for the others to head to the hotel.

However.

As they walked, they all noticed a problem...

In the parking lot, several commercial vans were parked.

In the shadows by the vehicles, several groups of people stood scattered about.

Some were wearing Tang suits, some were in Daoist robes, and some were in business suits.

They were dressed differently, but they had one thing in common...

No one's aura was weak.

The lowest was Earth Realm, and a few even faintly reached the Heaven Realm level.

Furthermore, they were clearly not together.

The groups kept their distance, sizing each other up with vigilance in their eyes.

"Oho," Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "It's quite lively."

Yan Qingwu also noticed those people, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "These people are all here for the Martial Arts Tournament."

Ye Chen put his hands in his pockets, looking indifferent.

"It is the Martial Arts Tournament, after all. It's normal for every sect to send people."

Yan Qingwu nodded and said no more.

The five continued forward.

But they hadn't even walked twenty meters when a group of people approached from one side of the parking lot.

Leading them was a refined young man wearing a moon-white long robe, looking like a gentle and elegant scholar.

If you didn't know better, you'd think he was cosplaying!

Behind him followed seven or eight young men dressed similarly, each possessing an extraordinary bearing.

The young man walked up, his gaze sweeping over the five of them before landing directly on Yan Qingwu.

A flash of admiration crossed his eyes, and he stepped forward, cupping his fists.

"I am the Eldest Disciple of the Diancang Sect, First Disciple of Diancang Sect."

"May I ask for your name, Miss? Could you perhaps give me your contact information?"

As soon as he finished speaking...

The burly junior brother behind him wasn't idle either, his eyes staring straight at Shen Qingyi, his pupils almost glued to her.

"Miss, I am the Second Disciple of the Diancang Sect, Li Sanjin!"

"I'd like to get to know you too!"

That gaze, that smile—it was naked greed and lust.

Too beautiful.

These two women were so beautiful they almost didn't seem real.

Appearing here, they were like two dazzling stars, making it impossible for the men to look away.

Though Yan Qingwu was in casual clothes, her face was already enough to topple cities, and with her ethereal temperament as a Cultivator, she looked like a painting just standing there.

Shen Qingyi went without saying; as the former Eldest Miss of the Ancient Tomb Sect, she was naturally as beautiful as a celestial, possessing a cold and transcendent appearance like a lotus atop a snowy mountain, to be admired from afar but not trifled with.

The two women standing together was a total visual assault.

Most importantly...

The two were not just eye candy; their internal auras were very powerful!

The various sect members around who were still watching also cast their gazes over, many with looks of admiration in their eyes.

Seeing Yan Qingwu not speaking, First Disciple of Diancang Sect took half a step forward, his smile becoming even more gentle.

"You needn't be nervous, Miss. I mean no harm."

"I simply saw your outstanding temperament and wished to make your acquaintance."

As he spoke, he pulled a modern business card from his sleeve and offered it with both hands.

"This is my business card. You must be here for the Martial Arts Tournament too, right?"

"If you have time, I would be honored to host you for a simple dinner tonight to discuss this Martial Arts Tournament together."

Yan Qingwu looked down at the business card but didn't take it.

She was well aware of her own beauty; she would become the center of attention wherever she went.

Therefore.

She really disliked such occasions.

However, playing along for a bit of fun wasn't out of the question.

For instance...

She smiled cunningly, then raised her hand and naturally hooked it around Ye Chen's arm, leaning her whole body against him.

That movement!

That posture!

It was smooth and perfectly executed!

"I'm so sorry!"

Yan Qingwu blinked and looked at First Disciple of Diancang Sect, her voice cloyingly sweet. "My boyfriend doesn't allow me to interact with strange men."