A small building with blue clouds, in the ancient pavilion.

With a stone table and a pot of tea, Ye Xuan's face was calm and he was just savoring the cup of tea, and he felt a sense of leisure and satisfaction.

Wu Juexian, a legend of an era, looked at Ye Xuan silently at this moment, with complex colors occasionally flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Ye, I..." Wu Juexian wanted to speak but stopped.

Ye Xuan smiled indifferently and said, "You want me to pass on your method of cultivating immortals."

"I'd like to ask Brother Ye to fulfill his promise." Wu Juexian stood up and bowed, his expression very solemn.

Ye Xuan smiled slightly, looked at Wu Juexian with deep eyes and said, "Would you like to enter my underworld and be my servant for a hundred years?"

"Brother Ye, can you change the conditions?"

Wu Juexian is definitely not a fool, but also an extremely intelligent person. He knew that he had asked Ye Xuan for help today, so the other party would definitely put forward conditions, but this condition really made him difficult.

Ye Xuan shook his head slowly, and his voice was quiet: "If you are willing to stay in the underworld, you can have a glimpse of the immortal path of immortality. If you don't want to, leave from now on."

Wu Juexian was obsessed with martial arts throughout his life, in order to achieve the so-called immortality of immortality. Now the opportunity is in front of him. How can he give up?

"I promise you."

However, within a few breaths, Wu Juexian made a decision. Obviously, he could not refuse the temptation of the immortal path of immortality, and did not want to refuse it.

A hundred years of being a servant seems long, but for being able to enter the path of cultivating immortals, this is actually not a loss for Wu Juexian.

"In fact, the so-called method of cultivating immortals is useless in this world. This jade slip is a method of refining blood and energy. Only by absorbing enough blood and energy instead of spiritual energy, your martial arts path should be qualitatively improved." A jade slip was thrown at Wu Juexian and was quickly connected to his hand by this person, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

"From now on, you will be the deputy lord of the Underworld. If I am not in the Underworld, all matters will be decided by you." Ye Xuan looked at Wu Juexian silently, stood up and walked into the house.

...

In the West, a mysterious place, a black palace stands here.

Inside the black temple.

A bloody altar, a black flag of the waning moon, the matrix was crisscrossed, and the Sith Sword Saint was covered in blood, screaming in the matrix. The dark blood light enveloped her body, and her terrifying fangs even showed her mouth.

"Ye Xuan, kill my whole family. Even if you turn into an evil ghost in hell, I will eat your flesh and drink your blood." The Sith Sword Saint screamed bitterly, and his hideous face gave people a feeling of trembling souls.

A man in purple gold and black robe stood high above the throne of the bones. Through his eyes covered by the purple gold and black robe, a dark light was blooming to look at the Sword Saint of the Sith. A voice that could not tell the difference between men and women slowly rang out from his mouth.

"Shura secret technique, ten thousand ghosts eat body, when you cultivate this method, it is when you go to find Ye Xuan to take revenge."

On both sides of the palace, tens of thousands of people with black robes covered their bodies were half kneeling on the ground, and a large amount of blood was blooming around them, and even the void was trembling slightly.

"Moon God!"

The mountains roared and the void shook. Under the shouts of tens of thousands of people in black robes, this man, known as the "Moon God", stood up from the throne of the bones, and looked at the waning moon in the sky, with the dark light in his eyes becoming more and more intense.

"It's not far, it's not far. Give me some time to return to the peak, embark on the road to heaven and immortality again, and return to the earthly world." The moon god murmured to himself, and his eyes covered by the purple gold and black robe were even more blooming with unimaginable blood.

...

Jiangnan City, Qingyun Xiaozhu.

Da, da, da!

Ye Xuan pulled the table with his fingers and made a rhythmic sound. Mantou bowed to the side, and his face looked extremely ashamed. It was obvious that the task assigned by Ye Xuan was in failure for the first time, which made him unable to face Ye Xuan.

"I'll ask King Ming to sue him." Mantou knelt down.

"It's not your fault for this, get up." Ye Xuan said calmly.

Looking at Ye Xuan's calm face, Fatty Huang asked: "Sir, do you know who saved the Sith Sword Saint?"

Unfortunately, Ye Xuan did not answer the question of Fatty Huang. A cruel smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and a bloody color quietly passed through his eyes.

"Tell Wu Juexian, let him lead the members of the Underworld to the West and find out the whereabouts of the Xis Sword Saint." Ye Xuan issued an order directly.

"Subordinate to obey the order." Fatty Huang took the order and left.

"You all retreat, too."

As Ye Xuan waved back everyone, he leaned on the sofa and his face gradually became gloomy because he knew that these remnants of immortals and gods were finally going to take action.

"It's interesting, let me see how far you have recovered after you have been dormant for a year." Ye Xuan smiled coldly and a murderous intent passed through his eyes.

"Sir, here is your letter." When Ye Xuan was thinking, Junting from Table came quickly and delivered an envelope to Ye Xuan.

"Um?"

Ye Xuan frowned, opened the envelope casually, looked at the contents of the letter, and after more than ten breaths, Ye Xuan's face gradually became calm, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

"Is it her?" Ye Xuan murmured to himself.

...

Jiangnan City, an ordinary coffee house.

Xia Qingzhu frowned slightly, holding a spoon and stirring the cup of coffee. Next to her, a young girl was accompanying her, whispering from time to time and saying something to Xia Qingzhu.

However, the appearance of these two stunning women suddenly became a beautiful scenery in the cafe. I don’t know how many men are obsessed with their eyes and are secretly watching the two. They even made their girlfriends pinch their boyfriends to express their inner dissatisfaction.

"Will he really come?" the girl asked.

Xia Qingzhu bit her lips slightly, her eyes were confused, and she said, "This is my memory with him. If he still remembered the old love he had, he would definitely come."

Suddenly, the door of the cafe was pushed open, and a slender figure entered the cafe and was walking towards Xia Qingzhu.

"Ye...Ye Xuan." When Ye Xuan appeared in his eyes, Xia Qingzhu clenched his lips, and even his voice trembled slightly.

There was no wave and no ripple, and it was quiet until Ye Xuan sat opposite Xia Qingzhu, and his eyes were not fluctuating at all, just like he was looking at another stranger.

"Is there anything you want to ask me for?" Ye Xuan said calmly.

A glance at it, a moment of beauty.

The same place, the same person, but at this moment, Xia Qingzhu had no choice but to find that everything had changed. The man in front of her was no longer the green boy. When she looked at her, she no longer had the love she had back then.

"Do you... hate me very much?" Xia Qingzhu said with his eyebrows and eyes lowered.
Chapter completed!