Chapter 394: Meeting Ye Qingxue Again

"Still disagree."

Another voice came from inside the room.

This time, it was a woman's voice.

A Sound-Isolating Array was set up outside the room, which could block the prying of a Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Even if a Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage did not actively probe, they would be unable to detect the situation inside the house.

But for Wang Jianqiang.

This Array was as good as non-existent.

"It is their good fortune that Ruan has taken a fancy to them; to think they would dare to be so ungrateful," the previous man's voice came out again.

"Qi, what should we do now? It has been three days since Ruan gave his orders. If we still cannot succeed, I fear it will provoke Ruan's dissatisfaction. However, these two sluts, Ye Qingxue and Lin Xian'er, have Song Qiuyue backing them after all. Using force would be somewhat inappropriate..."

Ye Qingxue?

Lin Xian'er?

Hearing these two names, Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow.

Just then, the man's voice continued.

"Song Qiuyue? Heh, she is already unable to protect herself; she is nothing to fear."

"Oh? How so?"

"This matter concerns the high-level decisions of the sect. I only learned a fragment of it from my grandfather; it is not something for the likes of us to discuss."

"Qi is right to reprimand me; Liu'er has overstepped."

"Hmm, it is good that you know. This Soul-Bewitching Incense is a treasure that I spent a great price to obtain. You will divide it into two portions, light them, and place them in the rooms of Ye Qingxue and Lin Xian'er. I will go invite Ruan now; today, I must ensure Ruan is satisfied."

"Understood~ I will go do it now."

After the woman's voice fell.

The room door was opened.

A woman in a green dress with delicate features walked out from the room.

She glanced indifferently at the hunched old man not far away, paid him no mind, and walked straight in one direction.

After the woman left.

A man walked out from the room and flew toward the depths of Xuanqing Palace.

Wang Jianqiang watched the man's departing back, pondered for a moment, and followed in the direction the green-dressed woman had gone.

A moment later.

Wang Jianqiang followed the green-dressed woman to a group of exquisite buildings.

Compared to most areas of the Inner Sect, the buildings here were more exquisite, and the Spirit Qi was more concentrated.

Clearly.

Those living here were all the elite among the Inner Sect Cultivators of Xuanqing Palace.

Under Wang Jianqiang's secret observation.

The green-dressed woman stopped in front of a Pavilion and knocked on the door.

"Qing Xue, are you in?"

A smile appeared on her face, her voice gentle.

Looking at her expression at this moment, it was hard to imagine that not long ago she was calculating against Ye Qingxue and Lin Xian'er with another person in a mean-spirited way.

Not long after the woman's voice came out.

The Pavilion door was opened.

A stunning figure walked out.

The woman was at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, with delicate features and skin whiter than snow.

Ye Qingxue.

Seeing this familiar figure, Wang Jianqiang recognized her instantly.

Thirty-some years had passed.

Ye Qingxue's appearance had not changed much.

Only with the passage of time, she had become more mature and steady.

"Senior Sister Yang."

Seeing the woman outside the door, a faint smile appeared on Ye Qingxue's face.

The relationship between the two seemed quite good.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jianqiang's brows immediately furrowed tightly.

She and Xue'er are actually still friends?

Xue'er's ability to judge people is a bit poor.

I must train her well in this regard in the future.

Otherwise, who knows how much she will suffer.

Under Wang Jianqiang's frowning gaze.

Ye Qingxue invited the woman surnamed Yang into the room.

After a bit of small talk between the two, the woman surnamed Yang said, "Qing Xue, that Ruan is clearly a descendant of some high-level figure in the sect. Are you really not planning to consider it?"

"Not considering it."

Hearing the words of the woman surnamed Yang, Ye Qingxue spoke without hesitation.

"Since that is the case, I will go find a way to decline him for you," the woman surnamed Yang sighed.

After a short while, he bid farewell to Ye Qingxue and left.

As Ye Qingxue opened the door, Wang Jianqiang clearly saw the woman surnamed Yang quietly toss a piece of incense the length of a little finger into Ye Qingxue's room.

There was a Restriction placed on the incense.

Although it had already been lit, Ye Qingxue did not notice it in the slightest.

Afterward, the woman left.

Ye Qingxue closed the door and had just turned around.

She suddenly saw an old man with a hunched figure who had appeared behind her without her knowing when.

Her expression was startled.

Subconsciously taking a step back, she looked at the old man with a face full of vigilance, "Who are you?"

Facing Ye Qingxue's questioning.

The old man shook his head, "You still haven't noticed even now? Your vigilance is too weak; in the future, I, Wang, must definitely give you intensive training."

Ye Qingxue frowned, "What do you mean?"

The old man faintly pointed to a corner inside the room.

Ye Qingxue subconsciously looked over, and immediately saw a piece of incense burning.

Wisps of blue smoke rose and merged into the air.

Seeing this scene.

Ye Qingxue felt a shock in her heart.

Only at this moment did she realize something was wrong.

She suddenly perceived that her strength was silently disappearing, and the circulation of her Spiritual Power had also become much more sluggish without her knowing when.

Even her consciousness began to grow blurry.

That incense was poisonous!

Her expression startled, she hurriedly urged her Spiritual Power to protect her body and resist the erosion of the poisonous gas.

Then she looked at the old man angrily, "Did you do this?"

The old man smiled.

A tyrannical Spirit Sense spread out, enveloping the entire room.

Feeling this Spirit Sense.

Ye Qingxue turned pale with fright.

Facing this Spirit Sense, she felt that she was as insignificant as a drop of water in the ocean.

That terrifying pressure was like the might of heaven, impossible to resist.

She subconsciously wanted to flee the room, but discovered that a Restriction had long since been placed on the room, making it impossible to leave.

Her complexion turned pale in an instant.

Forcing herself to calm down, she looked at the old man.

"Who exactly are you?"

Facing Ye Qingxue's questioning.

The old man suddenly started to laugh.

"Little Qing Xue, you don't even recognize your master anymore?"

Amidst the playful laughter.

Spirit Light flashed on the old man's body, and he transformed into a young man.

Hearing that familiar form of address, Ye Qingxue was stunned.

Carefully sizing up the young man before her, a sense of familiarity surged into her heart.

Wang Jianqiang!

A name flashed through her mind in an instant.

Then her beautiful eyes widened instantly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

She was already a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.

To be able to make her feel a pressure that made it hard to breathe just by his aura.

It would require at least a Golden Core Mid Stage cultivation to be possible!

It had only been thirty-some years.

To improve from Foundation Establishment Consummation to at least Golden Core Mid Stage cultivation?

What kind of cultivation speed was this?

Although she knew Wang Jianqiang was not simple.

She had never dared to imagine that the other party's cultivation improvement speed could be this frightening!

Seeing Ye Qingxue's dumbfounded expression.

Wang Jianqiang smiled.

He waved his palm.

The Soul-Bewitching Incense silently turned into powder and disappeared.

Ye Qingxue finally reacted.

She covered the distance in two or three steps to reach Wang Jianqiang and hugged Wang Jianqiang's arm.

Her face was full of excitement.

"Master."