182: Chapter 182 Tasting the Master, Conflict in the Main Hall

"Put it away?"

Hearing Grandmaster Yue Ying's words, Zhou Bai was slightly stunned.

What did this Grandmaster Yue Ying mean? Wasn't it her who wanted me to Cultivate this Pure Yang Breath to eliminate her cultivation's hidden dangers?

Why is she asking me to put it away now...

Just as Zhou Bai was about to ask further, he suddenly felt a powerful force suppressing him.

Then, Zhou Bai was pulled directly into Grandmaster Yue Ying's embrace.

An extremely cold Aura emanated from Grandmaster Yue Ying's body, and the temperature in the entire VIP Room plummeted.

"There's... no... no time to explain. Quick, come... take me, circulate the Pure Yang Breath..."

Grandmaster Yue Ying's voice rang in Zhou Bai's ear.

Zhou Bai: o((⊙﹏⊙))o!!!???

Zhou Bai wanted to ask more, but soon, he didn't want to speak anymore; he had been successfully provoked by Grandmaster Yue Ying...

Then, Zhou Bai didn't stand on ceremony either...

He began to slowly taste the charm of this top-tier, peerless beauty of a Grandmaster...

Time slowly passed by like this...

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In a majestic and incomparably brilliant main hall of the Beiming Sacred Hall.

The hall emitted an extremely dense spiritual energy. Inside, there were incredibly powerful Formations, and many spirit crystals were embedded in the walls.

The power of the numerous spirit crystals and Formations pulled at each other, combined with many precious Spiritual Items in the hall, giving the entire place a mysterious and unfathomable Aura.

In the center of the hall, many Elders of the Beiming Sacred Hall were Cultivating.

They sat cross-legged on Prayer Mats, absorbing the surrounding dense spiritual energy to strengthen their own power.

"Swish, swish, swish!!!"

At that moment, a series of rapid sounds of breaking wind came from outside the hall.

A majestic middle-aged man dressed in black flashed into the hall as quickly as lightning and thunder.

"How is it? That Zhou Bai I found is pretty good, right?"

After entering the hall, Feng Xiang said with a smile to the many other Elders of the Beiming Sacred Hall.

After Feng Xiang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall became slightly strange. Some people even looked confused, not knowing what Feng Xiang was talking about.

Seeing everyone's evasive or confused gazes, Feng Xiang's heart sank.

Before long, a middle-aged man in a purple robe rose from his Prayer Mat and spoke slowly to Feng Xiang,

"Old Feng, we didn't take that Zhou Bai in. He's too arrogant and doesn't deserve to enter our Beiming Sacred Hall!"

"Arrogant? What are you talking about? I've seen Zhou Bai; he's an excellent martial arts Prodigy. Explain yourself clearly!"

Hearing Zhu Xin's words, Feng Xiang's expression turned slightly ugly.

Then, Feng Xiang seemed to think of something and spoke coldly, his gaze fixed on Zhu Xin with icy intensity,

"Did you fail to follow my orders and not give Zhou Bai the True Disciple Contract?"

"Old Feng, it's that Zhou Bai who was too arrogant. I just wanted to test him first with an Ordinary Disciple Contract!"

Zhu Xin's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly explained.

"I didn't expect that he wouldn't be willing to become an Ordinary Disciple at all. How can such an arrogant person directly become a True Disciple..."

"Test? Heh! Does the person I chose still need to be tested?"

Hearing Zhu Xin's words, Feng Xiang's face became extremely unsightly.

"Can't you understand human speech? Did I tell you to test him?"

As Feng Xiang spoke, the Aura on his body was like Mount Tai, ruthlessly suppressing Zhu Xin.

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