Young Martial God

"It's alright."    

Then let's go. "    

Zhi City, Zhi Hou Prefecture.    

"I didn't expect the Prefecture of Mount Zhi to be so simple."    

Ye Zhi was surprised when he saw Zhi Hou Prefecture.    

As the capital of Ganoderma Mountain, the size of Ganoderma City was no smaller than that of the ancient dynasty, but Zhi Hou Prefecture was only about a thousand acres. It was very quiet and didn't look luxurious at all.    

Zhi Yee looked at Ye Zhi when she heard Ye Zhi's voice. She snorted coldly. "Father does not like to waste his time. The manor is just a simple matter."    

Zhi Hou was also a little interesting.    

Ye Zhi smiled. He didn't take Zhi Yee's sarcasm seriously.    

Seeing that Ye Zhi did not react, Zhi Yee gritted her teeth and stomped her feet. She returned to Zhi City and did not forget that Ye Zhi scolded her.    

"I must teach you a lesson."    

Looking at Ye Zhi, Zhi Yee walked into the mansion.    

"Did my friend offend Miss Zhi?" When the man saw this scene, he thought of Zhi Yee's performance and could not help but ask Ye Zhi.    

"Oh." Ye Zhi touched his nose and smiled bitterly. "I don't know how I offended her."    

"Friend, I'm going to report to Lord Marquis and have Yan Ting take him to stay." The man smiled.    

"Alright." Ye Zhi nodded.    

Several people walked into the manor one after another. Yan Ting brought Ye Zhi to the guest room of the manor.    

Yan Ting was the one who had ordered Ye Zhi to retreat in the forest of the Ming Village. He went to the guest room and smiled. "Mr. Ye, you stay here. If you need anything, look for me. I'll stay in the right courtyard."    

"Alright, thank you." Ye Zhi nodded.    

"Let's go first."    

Watching Yan Ting leave, Ye Zhi pushed the door open and entered.    

In the other side of the carriage, somewhere in the manor.    

"Senior Brother, you have to stand up for me." In a quiet courtyard, Zhi Yee said to a black-clothed man with a smile.    

The man in black looked at Zhi Yee and sat on the stairs. He said indifferently, "Someone bullied you, it can't be."    

Zhi Yee stomped her feet and said angrily, "That person is not from Zhi Shan. He called me an idiot."    

"Wu..." The man's face showed a trace of surprise. " I told you, he is definitely not a local."    

"If you help, I'll go look for Father." Zhi Yee curled her lips and stared at the man in white in dissatisfaction.    

"You want to teach him a lesson by calling him an idiot? Aren't you exaggerating?" The man said helplessly.    

"I'm leaving." Zhi Yee turned around and walked outside.    

"Okay, I'll go." The man shook his head and looked at Zhi Yee with eyes full of love.    

"Haha, I understand that senior is very good. Let's go." Zhi Yee turned her head and looked excited. She hugged the man's arm and smiled.    

"I want to know who actually called Miss Zhi an idiot." The man in black laughed.    

...    

"Ye Zhi, come out!"    

Zhi Yee's voice sounded.    

In the room, Ye Zhi frowned. What was this idiot trying to do?    

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Zhi got up and opened the door.    

"Eh?"    

Ye Zhi's eyes swept past Zhi Yee and landed on the man in black.    

A hidden spiritual energy came out of the man's body, which made Ye Zhi's pupils tighten.    

This man was very strong.    

He was at least a High Rank of One Thought Stage warrior.    

"That's him." Zhi Yee pointed at Ye Zhi and said.    

Ye Zhi looked at Zhi Yee and frowned. "Miss Zhi, when did I offend you?"    

Hearing this, the man in black felt strange.    

Zhi Yee's face turned black and she trembled in anger. This man actually did not know when he offended her?    

"Senior Brother, you have to help me vent my anger." Zhi Yee gritted her teeth and said angrily.    

"This..."    

The man in black was in a dilemma. He turned to Ye Zhi. "My name is Ling Shan, a disciple of Zhi Hou."    

"What do you want to teach me, Brother Ling?" Ye Zhi narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.    

"Have you ever called her an idiot?" Ling Shan tried his best to hold back his laughter.    

"Me..." Ye Zhi was shocked, as if he had really scolded him that day.    

Could it be that she had been holding it in her heart because of this?    

F * ck!    

Staring at Zhi Yee's pair of eyes that could not kill him, Ye Zhi cursed in his heart.    

"Maybe." Ye Zhi helplessly spread his hands.    

"Zhi Yee asked me to come. I can't sit by and do nothing. How about this? Just one move and you take one move from me and this will be over. How about it?" Ling Shan smiled.    

Looking at the warm smile on Ling Shan's face, Ye Zhi had a good impression of Ling Shan. From the beginning to the end, he did not have the slightest hint of arrogance.    

"It's only one move. Please enlighten me, Brother Ling." Ye Zhi smiled slightly.    

"Zhi Yee, step back a little." Ling Shan looked at Zhi Yee.    

Although Zhi Yee was not satisfied, she remembered Ling Shan's cultivation level. With a sneer on his face, he retreated to the back.    

"Friend, Zhi Yee is Eldest Miss. We all take good care of her. Hence, her character is a little... I am at my wit's end as well. Later on, I will use a quarter of my cultivation. Friend, you better act like it and don't let Zhi Yee discover it."    

Ye Zhi's entire body froze. He stared at Ling Shan in surprise with a strange expression.    

He gave a look.    

"Brother Ling, you are a good person. Make friends." Ye Zhi held back his laughter and transmitted his voice to Ling Shan.    

Ling Shan revealed a bitter smile.    

"Be careful."    

As soon as Ling Shan finished speaking, his expression became serious. A surge of energy flowed out of his body.    

A trace of surprise appeared in Ye Zhi's eyes.    

This kind of energy was even stronger than the three High Rank of One Thought Stage's.    

Could it be that Ling Shan was a High Rank of One Thought Stage warrior?    

Thinking of this, Ye Zhi couldn't help but think highly of Ling Shan.    

This man must have some ability to become a disciple of Zhi Hou.    

He wasn't affected at all?    

Ling Shan was slightly surprised when he saw that Ye Zhi's Qi did not change at all.    

After that, he squinted his eyes and disappeared into thin air.    

Bang!    

An explosive sound rang out. Ye Zhi's pupils constricted.    

He had only just discovered a shadow, and Ling Shan had appeared in front of him in an instant. His fist carried a turbulent wave of Qi, and it was as if a huge wave had struck the shore, causing the sound to shake the heavens.    

However, Ye Zhi could sense that Ling Shan's strength wasn't very strong under the terrifying force, but was only equivalent to a Middle Rank of One Thought Stage.    

This man wasn't ordinary!    

Ye Zhi smiled and his expression froze. He activated two Tyrant Acupuncture Points and threw a punch at Ling Shan.    

Bang!    

A loud explosion sounded in the yard. The two fists collided. A powerful wave of air swept over. The air trembled and was about to shatter.    

Peng!    

Ye Zhi's body froze. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite.    

"Splash!    

Ye Zhi's face was pale as he landed on the ground. He looked at Ling Shan with fear on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Ling is indeed powerful."    

"My friend's acting skills are excellent."    

Ling Shan sent a sound transmission through the air. He looked calm. It's just one move. "    

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Zhi Yee, "Can you do it?"    

"If you still can't vent your anger, go hit him a few times and calm down."    

"No need, I won't lower myself to his level." Seeing Ye Zhi's miserable appearance, Zhi Yee felt that she had gone a little overboard and said proudly.    

"Let's go." Ling Shan shook his head. He put his hand behind his back and gave Ye Zhi a thumbs up.    

Ye Zhi smiled bitterly. What was this?    

This woman was really stupid.    

Seeing the two of them leave, Ye Zhi jumped up and wiped away the blood. His expression was the same as before.    

"I wonder what kind of expression Miss Zhi would have if she knew that this was a play between Ling Shan and me. Hehe." Ye Zhi smiled and returned to his room.    

The next day, Zhi Hou wanted to see Ye Zhi.    

Ye Zhi did not understand why Zhi Hou would personally summon a nobody like him.     2

Could it be that Zhi Hou had learned his true identity?    

No way.    

Ye Zhi was sure that nothing had been exposed.    

With some confusion, Ye Zhi was led to a room by a servant.    

In the room, a man in black was standing by the window.    

Is this Zhi Hou?    

Ye Zhi stared at the man in black with interest.    

This man in black had an indescribable nobility. He looked at Zhi Hou's figure, and the aura radiating from his body was like a mountain.    

Such an aura could only be felt by those who were powerful and in high positions.    

Zhi Hou slowly turned around when he heard the voice.    

A suppressed aura came from the opposite side. If an ordinary person were to face Zhi Hou, he would be scared to death by such an aura.    

However, the most important characteristic of Ye Zhi's spiritual fire was to swallow it, especially the Qi.    

The Qi that Zhi Hou unintentionally released was like nothing to Ye Zhi.    

Zhi Hou's face was wide, and his serious face looked like it was cut by a knife. It was full of dignity.    

"Ye Zhi greets Lord Marquis."    

Staring at Zhi Hou, Ye Zhi bowed slightly with a calm expression.    

An ordinary High Rank of One Thought Stage warrior couldn't remain calm in front of him. Seeing that Ye Zhi hadn't changed, a trace of surprise appeared in Zhi Hou's eyes.    

He kept observing Ye Zhi and suddenly said with a smile, "You are really a young genius. You are only fifteen years old, but you are still a low One Thought Stage warrior. Your strength is equivalent to a Middle Rank of One Thought Stage warrior."    

"As expected of the Successor Disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect."    

Ye Zhi was shocked. He stared at Zhi Hou in surprise. "How did you know that I am the Successor Disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect?"    

"Haha." Zhi Hou slowly sat down. "Your Tyrant Spirit Sect sent me a letter. Your Successor Disciple is going out to train. You will come to Zhi Mountain. Of course, the Tyrant Spirit Sect will greet you."    

Ye Zhi suddenly understood. He had thought that Zhi Hou had noticed something.    

Otherwise, it would have been a little scary.    

"Sit down." It seemed like because of Ye Zhi's identity, Zhi Hou's face was full of smiles. He looked approachable. He waved his hand at Ye Zhi.    

Ye Zhi sat down respectfully and looked at Zhi Hou.    

Zhi Hou thought for a moment. "The Tyrant Spirit Sect must have called you here for the Ming Village. The Ming Village has stirred up the entire Ganoderma Mountain and caused everyone to panic. They are a huge threat to me."    

"They have always been unpredictable and cruel. Even I couldn't find their hideout, but this time, they have obtained information about the Ming Village because of you."    

"This is a coincidence." Ye Zhi didn't dare to claim credit.    

Zhi Hou waved his hand. "I am not too sure about the origin of the Ming Village, but the Ming Village must be eliminated. I have obtained the specific information this time, so I will order my men to go to the Lost Mountain and destroy the Ming Village three days later. "    

"Three days later..." Ye Zhi's eyes flashed. He stared at Zhi Hou and said, "I am willing to go with you."    

"You have to go even if you don't want to. It is good for young people to have ambition, but it is not enough to just have ambition. You need to sharpen yourself in a difficult situation before you can do anything in the future." Zhi Hou said impolitely, "Although the Ming Village is dangerous, there are still hidden opportunities. As the Successor Disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect, I will send someone to protect you."    

"I am very grateful." Ye Zhi said quickly. Zhi Hou spoke quickly, but it gave Ye Zhi a good impression. He did not look like the leader of the mountain at all.