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Ye Yuan did not think that Yang Sen would speak up and ask him. He replied with a smile, "Rather than worry about this, may as well make the best use of this one month's time to cultivate a bit more. Everyone's strength is roughly similar. Every increase in strength is naturally an increase in chances of victory."
Yang Sen was stunned. He did not expect that Ye Yuan would actually say such words.
Thinking carefully, it seemed like it really was that case.
If the strength difference was too great, a month's time naturally did not have much use.
But these 60 people's strength clearly did not have a great disparity. Whoever won or lost, either was possible.
Under such circumstances, a month's time, one could do many things.
Ye Yuan's words made the other five people's state of mind relax considerably. But the sense of urgency rose.
If not for Yang Sen being present, they wished that they could go and enter a retreat right away.
Yang Sen looked at Ye Yuan rather surprisedly. This youth seemed to have a level-headedness that was disproportionate to his age.
"Ye Yuan, I saw that when you were defending the arena previously, seemed like you still had some strength to spare. I wonder if you have any goal entering the grand finals this time?" Yang Sen asked.
Ye Yuan smiled but did not speak. But Pei Wenqiang interjected when he saw the situation, "I know a little about this. Ye Yuan's goal is that spot to enter the Crimson Afterglow Valley!"
"Hiss ..."
Everyone all sucked in a cold breath. Wasn't this goal a little too big?
Hearing it, it just sounded somewhat inconceivable.
But Yang Sen shook his head and laughed in spite of himself as he said, "Young people having strength, having goals, are a good thing. But reaching beyond one's grasp, one will probably return in disappointment in the end!"
Ye Yuan said with a smile, "Your Excellency, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first to cultivate."
Finished talking, Ye Yuan ignored the dumbfounded looking people, turned right around, and went out.
"Stop right there! You actually dare to be disrespectful toward Lord Yang! I think that you're tired of living!" Wu Jianqing finally seized the opportunity to explode.
Ye Yuan said in surprise, "Our Lord Yang says that I'm reaching beyond my reach, so I'm cultivating a while more in a down-to-earth manner. How did it become disrespect towards Lord Yang?"
"You! Twisting logic! With the likes of your bit of strength and you also dare to dream about entering the Crimson Afterglow Valley, simply daydreaming in broad daylight!"
"Heh, whatever you say. This little lord is still in a hurry to cultivate, see you later!"
Ye Yuan really left the City Lord Manor after he finished talking.
Yang Wenmiao and the rest actually could hardly wait long ago already. Seeing Ye Yuan leave, Yang Wenmiao clasped his hands towards Yang Sen and said, "Father, this child has to cultivate too. I'll take my leave first."
Yang Sen hesitated slightly for a bit, but he still nodded and said, "I see that you guys can't seem to stay anymore either. Go on then."
Yang Wenmiao and the rest were like receiving amnesty, immediately going back to enter closed-seclusion.
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( 601 - 800 ) Unrivaled Medicine God
AdventureA Pill Emperor of his generation was set up by a traitor. Since then, the world lost a Qingyun Zi and gained an invincible silkpants. Once again, walking the Great Dao of Alchemy. How can I defy the heavens . . . with the medicine in my hands! 绝世药神 ...
