Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 255: After the High Profile, Another Punch

morning.

Qingzhu Peak, the place for performing rituals.

"Wang Qiye, you have become very famous this time."

Zhu Dachang held the "Flying Bird Monthly" in his hand and shouted proudly, almost shouting to the people around him, "Hey, do you know that the one who ranks first in the Seven Cities Siege Ranking is my brother."

"Stop talking nonsense. How's the thing I asked you to do going?"

Wang Qiye glared at him. He still wanted to keep a low profile, even though he was acting like an ostrich.

"Everything is here now. Dong Jiangai asked me to pass on a message to you. She will come to the inner gate in three months. I hope you don't do anything out of the ordinary at the welcoming banquet."

Zhu Dachang transferred all the spirit stones exchanged by the outer disciples to Wang Qiye, and also transferred the remaining contribution points to him.

Wang Qiye nodded. This thing was finally reliable. After raising it for so long, it finally came in handy.

Outer disciples generally don't need many spirit stones, so their exchange quotas are still there. Since Wang Qiye is going to the black market, he naturally needs to be fully prepared.

After receiving a small amount of the money back, Wang Qiye, in addition to posting screening advertisements in the event plaza, has been busy exchanging spirit stones and selling tickets, and has been very busy.

"Brother Qiye, these are the spirit stones that our inner sect brothers are willing to help exchange for."

Gao Youmo handed over tens of thousands of spirit stones.

"Well, hard work."

Wang Qiye took it and put it into his storage bag. Although he was already a wealthy landlord, in order to save some handling fees, he mobilized his various connections to help him exchange contribution points for spirit stones.

"My sister helped me arrange this. How is it? How much more do you need?"

Nangong Yu handed over a storage bag.

Wang Qiye took it and began to transfer the more than 100 spirit stones into his storage bag. "Tonight we had a group gathering for the flag-grabbing battle, and they also helped a lot. After collecting some more, we can exchange them for more than million spirit stones."

"Wang Qiye, are you planning to run away?"

Pig Intestine was surprised and thought he had heard wrongly. One million spirit stones?

"roll."

Wang Qiye kicked him on the butt.

"This was exchanged with the help of Lin Zhihan."

Xiao Lanmei also handed over a storage bag.

"Ah."

Wang Qiye took it. He hadn't seen her for a long time and missed her a little. But she really helped Wang Qiye a lot this time. She exchanged more than 30 spiritual stones for him, which was only a little less than the more than 50 spiritual stones of Qinghu Peak.

"I know a lot of people at fireworks places. Should I ask them to help sell tickets?" To be honest, Wang Qiye was a little tempted. "Forget it. If a serious alchemy is related to this, will the people who come here really watch it?"

"Wang Qiye, you did a great job in this secret realm trial. You promoted the prestige of Lingxi Valley and made Qingzhu Peak proud."

Elder Shen stroked his beard on the stage and smiled with satisfaction at Wang Qiye who was sitting on the big rock.

Wang Qiye handed the empty storage bag to Xiao Lanmei, and he and Elder Shen had an awkward moment together.

Only Zi Linglan held the "Flying Bird Monthly" in her hand tightly, her face pale. Her nails had already dug into her flesh, and it was still unknown.

The mountain breeze from Qingzhu Peak brings a slight coolness, and the sound of blue waves and bamboo leaves fills the ears.

Every blade of grass and every tree was like this, but the disciples looked at the short-haired green Dao on the big rock differently.

From time to time, groups of disciples would whisper to each other, all claiming that they had the most authentic gossip, but surprisingly, each version was different.

Even in the open class that usually has only about 300 people, there were about 700 second-level monks in the square today. Even faces that were rarely seen were present at this time, just to support the unique short-haired monk lying on the big rock.

What's more, several people followed suit and found a big rock to lie on. It was just an isolated behavior, but Wang Qiye actually started this trend.

Liu Yinyue's mouth was secretly bitter. How could she have offended such a vicious person? If he tripped her up in the future, she would suffer enough.

"I just hope he can be magnanimous and forget about me."

But at this moment, Elder Shen's face was flushed and his ears were moist. It was obvious that the only thing in his eyes was Wang Qiye on the big rock. His saliva was spurting out, and he talked for two hours without any intention of stopping.

He even noticed that the water gourd beside him had been drunk dry. He grabbed the empty gourd and took a sip from it before he started preaching again.

"Wang Qiye is one of the foundation-building disciples of our Qingzhu Peak. After Meng Shuangge broke through the realm, he is another person who can take on the responsibility. You should learn from him and don't neglect your studies. You must know that immortality is to swim upstream. You and I are just small fish in the stream. If we steal some leisure time, we will be knocked unconscious by the waves and drift with the current..."

Wang Qiye used his fingers to pick at his ears, and the words went in his right ear and out his right ear. With Elder Shen sparing no effort to promote him, it would be impossible for him to keep a low profile in the future.

Anyway, he still had the name of Lingxi Yishan, and people would point fingers at him. As the saying goes, too much debt is better than a burden, and now having another name doesn't seem to matter.

But the number of people in the square didn't seem to suggest so.

……

evening.

Zuiyunzhai at Qingyun Peak.

At this moment, everyone in the flag-grabbing group gathered around a table, including Li Jingyi, Jinianshi, Ningxia, and Murong Xiaoxiao.

Two round tables were put together to form a stage, which was more than enough for everyone to sit down.

After accepting all the spirit stones that everyone helped to exchange, Wang Qiye smiled and asked everyone to sit down.

Even though there were 12 people, this table full of food and wine only cost Wang Qiye 100 spirit stones. Compared with the handling fee of 1 spirit stones for exchanging contribution points for 100 spirit stones, it was not worth mentioning.

"Wang Qiye, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you've become more and more powerful. Do you want me to help you sell your magic tools this time?"

Ningxia's clear voice came out as soon as she opened her mouth. The last cooperation was quite pleasant for everyone.

"I won't bother you this time. The three-story Yueyulou grocery store on the east corner is owned by my family. The first floor sells everything, the second floor sells talismans, and the third floor sells formations. If you need anything, just come and patronize it often."

"But I'm not there on weekdays, so my maids take care of it. But everyone here, as long as you tell me my name, you can get a 20% discount."

Wang Qiye smiled and bowed to everyone.

"Hey, it's only been a few days since we last met, and you've become the boss?"

Ningxia covered her mouth and giggled. She wanted to laugh when she thought of Wang Qiye's sales skills.

"Wang Qiye, you didn't tell us last time, causing us to miss the opportunity in vain."

Zhu Qishan beat his chest and stamped his feet.

"If I had known that you were such a potential stock, I should have taken the opportunity to take you down." Murong Xiaoxiao smoothed the hair beside her ears, and the charm she revealed for a moment was very beautiful.

"Senior Sister, even you are making fun of me." Wang Qiye rolled his eyes at her and picked up the wine glass in front of him.

"Come on, let's have a drink first. Drink as much as you can today, and drink less if you can't. There will be plenty of alcohol."

"Wang Qiye, is this wine from Zuiyunzhai intoxicating? It's diluted with too much water, and you'll feel bloated if you drink too much." Ling Mufeng teased, and then drank the wine.

After a good meal and a good drink, Wang Qiye boarded the cloud boat ferry back to Qingzhu Peak alone. He was a little drunk, and at the height of his life, he didn't notice that the moonlight tonight was covered by clouds, casting a shadow over the entire Lingxi Valley.

After getting off the cloud boat, Wang Qiye walked on the path among the bamboo forest while humming an old tune.

Everything around him gradually became quiet, even the unknown insects that usually sounded seemed to be silent. A shadow fell on Wang Qiye's face, just like a basin of cold water poured on him, making him feel cold all over.

"It's over, how could I forget about this?" Wang Qiye smiled bitterly in his heart, looking at the more than 30 muscular men jumping out of the shadows, his eyes flashing coldly, no longer the leisurely and elegant look just now.

He didn't even need to look back. With his experience of having been beaten by black boxers several times, he knew that his retreat route must have been blocked by someone.

He simply squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and gave up struggling.

Seeing that he was so tactful, none of them let him off the hook, and they surrounded him and started beating him up. Especially the dozen or so with low cultivation, they were the most vicious when beating up such a genius.

The crowd beat him for half an hour before leaving satisfied.

If they weren't afraid of his rapid growth, someone would have said some harsh words to let him know. He should also be thankful that he was in the spotlight these days and had received too much attention, otherwise the three knives and six holes on his body would have been inevitable.

"Oh, beauty is a disaster. Why was I so despicable at that time?" Wang Qiye stood up and gently patted the footprints on his body.

He married two top-notch beauties, but he didn't get beaten or bullied. Instead, he provoked these "school beauties" and got beaten up. Who can he go to for justice?

The competitors of those two beauties are all talented men from various peaks, the second generation of Yuanying. These peasants cannot get in touch with beauties of this level, so these competitors are reasonable.

People like Foundation Building Sanhua, who are in contact with ordinary people, are more "reasonable". If the three of them see him when he returns, they will make fun of Dead King Qiye every day.

"It seems that I can't let Lei Siyu see these panda eyes tonight. I'll just spend the night in the alchemy room."

Wang Qiye rubbed his red and swollen cheeks before leaving a message to Lei Siyu.

Wang Qiye left a message: "Siyu, you don't have to wait for me tonight. There are a few people who are ready to make me bleed heavily tonight. They have been drinking until now and won't let me leave. It may be too late to go back later. I will go directly to the alchemy room to practice duckweed water qigong."

Wang Qiye left a message: "Purple Bell Orchid, come to the grove now, immediately, right now!"

……

The mountain breeze blew gently, and a lonely figure appeared in the grove, hugging her knees tightly, burying her cheeks and hair in them.

Wang Qiye walked over, held her in his arms, lifted her chin with his fingers, and ignoring the tear marks on her face, he moved his red and swollen face closer.

The beautiful woman beside him was like a puppet, allowing him to manipulate her at will.

"Zi Linglan, I gave you 1 spirit stones this time, so don't give me such a stinky face."

"Wang Qiye, you are not a human being."

"Hmph, every wrong has its perpetrator, your flower protectors beat me up badly just now, so I'm going to get it back from you."

After Wang Qiye finished speaking, he began to unbutton her clothes. Although he couldn't have sex with her, he had several ways to make people ecstasy.