Chapter Thirty-Five Is Him!

  Ling Qingyan glanced at the sword scar on the neck of Nan Gong's elderly family member, Nan Gong Yinhui, who had already died on the ground. His heart involuntarily trembled for a moment, and then he looked at Fan Yiran, whose eyes were filled with anger, and couldn't help but sigh.

  If one were to say who among the people present hated the elder of the Murong family, Murong Fu, the most, it would undoubtedly be the Sword-Bearing Elder of the Tianjian Sect, Fan Yiren!

  After all, the young master of the Murong family, Murong Xiong, almost caused the gatekeeper's disciple of the Tianjian Sect, Liu Yanran, to die a tragic death.

  At this moment, Fan Yiran had always had a lingering fear in his heart. If he hadn't been following Yanran closely for the past few days, or if he had become complacent due to the calmness of the previous days, then Liu Yanran would have definitely escaped that disaster. Therefore, Fan Yiran's hatred towards the Murong family was absolutely deeper than anyone else's.

  "There are only four of us left now, let's discuss the ownership of 'Yong Huang Dian' next..."

  "That makes sense."

  "Good."

  Rong Wangye, Fan Yiran and the other three did not chase after Murong Yan when he escaped. After all, their purpose in coming here was not to kill people of the Murong family, but to obtain the "Yong Huang Dian".

  Murong Yan escaped and that's it, after all, it didn't hurt anyone except for Fan Yiren, the others were quite indifferent to Murong Yan's escape!

  Also because of this, none of the three had expected Yan Yiran to make a move and kill Nan Gongyin so quickly!

  In fact, the three of them were also puzzled at this time. Why did Fan Yiran become so emotionally agitated after Murong Lian escaped and directly launched his famous sword technique to kill Nan Gongyin, who had almost no resistance.

  "Ah!"

  As this faint sound rose, the ancient long sword in Fan Yiran's hand that had just killed Nangong Yin without staining a single trace of blood suddenly disappeared from his hand.

  The three people beside Fan Yiran were not surprised, including Qin Wangfu Qin Yi and others, even the always forgotten South Palace Hang who was trembling with fear and didn't dare to move!

  Ke Ling Qing saw this scene with wide eyes, where did Fan Chang Lao hide that long sword?

  Look at Master Fan's long gown, those sleeves are absolutely unable to accommodate that long sword, that...

  Ling Qing's mind suddenly lit up, and a hot flash flashed through his eyes. He remembered the xianxia novels he read in his spare time in his previous life, which had a kind of artifact, either a bracelet, a waistband, or a ring...

  They all have an incredibly heaven-defying function - storage!

  "Could it really be a storage tool?"

  Ling Qingyan's breathing suddenly became a bit heavy, and his heart began to itch, "Damn it, if I had that thing, then in the future, no matter whether it was military weapons or other contraband, I wouldn't be afraid of customs inspections at all. I could just put them inside and bring them back directly. There would be no need to spend so much money to bribe the customs officials on the side, think of how much money the gang could save..."

  But when his mind calmed down a bit, Ling Qingyan looked at the environment around him and was suddenly stunned. "I forgot again, I'm not the Ling Qing of the previous life... But even in this world now, having these things is so convenient. When going out, just put the things you want to bring inside, no need to worry about being overweight or cumbersome."

  Thinking of this, Ling Qingyan looked at Fan Yiran's eyes, which were filled with a hint of fervor.

  Ling Qingyan's guess was indeed correct. The top powers on the Chongwu Continent, more or less, possessed some rings similar to his previous life's storage ring. However, among the top powers of the Chongwu Continent, this type of ring was not called a "storage ring", but rather a "Bainaxin" (Hundred-Container Ring).

  A suspicious ring that can accommodate everything.

  Ling Qingyan's idea might be difficult to realize. Because even in the Guiyuan Sect, the Hundred Acceptance Seal is extremely rare, and some elders don't even have one of their own. The Hundred Acceptance Seal wasn't created by anyone or any power on the Chongwu Continent; it was passed down from the older generation... As for how the older generation obtained it, no one knows.

  The more ancient a sect is, the more Bahna it possesses, and this has almost become an iron law of Chongwu Continent since ancient times.

  ………

  While Ling Qingyan was still thinking about the "Bainaxin", Rong Wangye, Fan Yiran, and the elders of Guiyuanzong and Mohist had already arrived in front of the "Yong Huang Dian" that was spread out on the ground...

  "Three elders, you are the seniors. This 'Yong Huang Dian' belongs to you, so it's up to you to discuss it. Regardless of the outcome, I, Xiao Wang, will follow the three elders." Rong Wangye indeed lived up to his reputation as the current master of Qin Wangfu, and with one sentence, he kicked the ball from in front of himself to the hands of Fan Yiran and the other two.

  "This..."

  The three elders were shocked and did not expect Rong Wangye to be so unreasonable, but they could only swallow their anger.

  Looking at the three old men in their sixties arguing with each other, Rong Wangye's mouth corner drew a sly smile. This situation had been anticipated by him before he came to Moyun City, and he was also clear that among the four forces this time, the strength shown in Dazhongguo was almost the same.

  On the other hand, it is also impossible for the four parties to decide the ownership of this "Yong Huang Dian" through a contest of military strength. After all, the people who came from each party are all mid-level warriors of the purple level, and their strengths are not much different! If they really fight, there will inevitably be an uncontrollable situation. The people who came this time are all middle-ranking figures in various forces. Once someone from any party is killed, it will inevitably provoke endless anger from that force!

  After all, their lives are not as lowly as those of the elder of the Murong family and the elder of the Nangong family. In the entire Qin kingdom, if the Qin Wangfu, Tianjian Sect, and Guiyuan Sect are at the very top of the pyramid, then the Murong family and Nangong family can only be relegated to the second tier!

  The elders of the Nangong and Murong families have died, they don't care and are not worried that the Murong and Nangong families will come to their door to settle accounts, even if they let them come, they definitely won't dare!

  This is the law of the forces between the levels on the Chongwu continent: the strong prey on the weak!

  It was expected that the four of them would not be able to come to an agreement, and Rong Wangye had already made up his mind. He had a plan in place, one that would force the three major powers to compromise. As for the ownership of "Yong Huang Dian", Rong Wangye had long since secured victory, and he had come prepared this time.

  Before I knew it, two quarters of an hour had slipped away quietly.

  Watching the three elders unable to come up with anything, Rong Wangye stepped forward slowly, his face as smooth as jade and full of smiles, "Three..."

  "Haha! You still haven't figured out who owns 'The Imperial Classics of the Yong Emperor'?"

  A loud and clear voice suddenly came from the dark night outside, directly interrupting Rong Wangye's opening!

  Then two figures, one robust and the other slender, slowly floated in from afar...

  "It's him!"

  Ling Qing swept his gaze over the frail figure with a hint of randomness, and didn't feel surprised. The woman's appearance was already within his expectations.

  But next to her, the disheveled man holding hands with her was someone who made Ling Qingyan extremely surprised! Wasn't this the same drunkard who had followed him around at Yixiang Pavilion a few days ago?!

  I had a feeling he wasn't an ordinary person from the start, and now, he's actually walking alongside this woman who is even stronger than a Violet Rank warrior...

  Ling Qingyan looked at the disheveled man, her inner shock growing more and more intense.