svetikya Chapter 207
Chapter 207
The onlookers held their breath and watched the fight on the ring with complicated expressions.
A quarter of an hour later, the energy fluctuations on the ring dissipated, and it seemed that the fight was over.
"Who won?"
"I hope it's Senior Brother Xue Kuang."
"It must be Senior Brother Xue Kuang. That kid is only a second-grade cultivator. How could he win?"
There were endless whispers, but even they didn't have confidence in their tone.
At this moment, everything in the arena slowly emerged.
The ring had been completely shattered, leaving a big pit on the ground.
In the pit, Ye Wen pressed Zi Xiao against Xue Kuang's eyebrows and said coldly:
"You lost!"
Hearing this, Xue Kuang's body trembled, his eyes were full of anger, but then he flashed with helplessness.
"You won, do it!"
Xue Kuang said decadently, closed his eyes, and welcomed the arrival of death.
But suddenly, he felt that Ye Wen's murderous intent was disappearing.
He opened his eyes and looked at Ye Wen in confusion.
It was discovered that Ye Wen was looking at the sky not far away.
There were three people standing there, an old man in a golden robe in the middle, a man in gray clothes next to him, his eyes were cold and murderous, and the other was the supervisory elder before.
"The true disciple is the foundation of the Heaven Sword Sect for me, your fight ends here."
The old man in the golden robe in the middle spoke slowly.
At this time, the onlookers spoke in disbelief.
"My God, it's the Supreme Elder!"
"The Supreme Elder was actually alarmed!"
There were waves of shocked whispers around, and Ye Wen calmly retracted his purple roar when he heard it.
If this person hadn't appeared, he might have killed Xue Kuang.
Just based on the gray-clothed old man staring at him next to him, he was not qualified to stop him.
Seeing Ye Wen put away his weapon, the Supreme Elder nodded and said:
"From now on, you are the 73rd true disciple of my Zhan Tian Dao Sect, and you will enjoy all the treatment of a true disciple."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Wen, who was directly grabbed and taken away.
After a while, the two came to a pavilion on a high mountain.
"Are you from Qingyu?"
The Supreme Elder spoke slowly.
"Yes!"
Ye Wen nodded.
"Qingyu is just a small place. You can grow to this point in just a few years. What secrets do you have?"
The Supreme Elder looked at Ye Wen curiously and looked at him carefully.
"Reporting to the Supreme Elder, I am just lucky."
Hearing this, Ye Wen bowed his hands and replied, but his heart trembled.
This person will not see the three-color domineering aura on him?
Or this person wants to attack me, then how should I deal with it?
Feeling the other party's burning gaze, Ye Wen's heart sank.
Even if he burst out with all his strength, he didn't think he could escape from this person.
It seems that he was still careless?
However, if he didn't come to Zhan Tian Dao Sect, it would be extremely difficult to find a high-quality first-grade technique.
For a moment, Ye Wen's thoughts were flying.
At this moment, the Supreme Elder spoke again.
"Hand it over!"
Hearing this, Ye Wen's body trembled.
Did he discover the domineering spirit in my body?
But at this moment, the old man in the golden robe continued:
"You have indeed made an indelible contribution to my sect in getting this thing, but this thing is not something you can own, so hand it over."
As he said, he stretched out his hand and looked at Ye Wen.
Hearing this, Ye Wen's mind flashed with inspiration, and he took out the golden token he got from the secret realm and handed it over.
The moment he saw the golden token, a trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Supreme Elder.
Whoosh!
He sucked the golden token into his hand, observed it carefully for a moment, and then nodded.
"Good, very good, you must have spent a lot of effort to get this thing from the other three major sects. My Zhan Tian Dao Sect will not treat meritorious officials unfairly. These 300,000 contribution points will be your reward!"
The Supreme Elder waved his hand, and a message flowed into Ye Wen's token.
"Thank you, Supreme Elder."
Ye Wen hurriedly thanked him.
He felt relieved immediately. It seemed that this person did not notice his domineering.
"Okay, you leave first!"
Hearing this, Ye Wen bowed and said goodbye. He was eager to leave quickly.
But just as he was about to fly away, the Grand Elder behind him suddenly continued to speak:
"You are now a true disciple, you can receive a set of extreme grandmaster-level skills, you can go to the treasure house in the true disciple area to receive it."
"And you must go to perform the sect's mission. You will be given a month to recuperate. After a month, the mission information will be sent to your token, and you must set off at that time."
"Yes, disciple, take your leave!"
Ye Wen turned around and saluted, then turned around and flew down the mountain.
Looking at Ye Wen who was leaving, the old man in the golden robe just glanced at him and stopped paying attention, his eyes fixed on him.stared at the token.
"Almost! Almost!"
"As long as we find the last one, the revival of our sect is just around the corner."
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After leaving the mountain, Ye Wen flew directly to the area of true disciples.
He found the disciple in charge of daily life and asked for a house.
Compared with the core disciple area, the environment here is better, the courtyard is larger, and the entire small mountain is his territory.
Moreover, the mysterious energy in the training room is more abundant, and the formation that gathers the mysterious energy can be opened to thirty times.
"Finally, it's stable!"
Ye Wen lay on the bed, opened the mountain protection formation, rested peacefully for a night, and then went directly to the treasure house in the true disciple area.
After seeing the power of the Supreme Elder, Ye Wen was more eager to become stronger.
Looking at the token, his contribution points have reached more than 317,000 points.
"Hello, elder. I want to receive a top-grade thunder-attribute technique from the Grandmaster level."
The treasure house in the True Transmission area is not as luxurious as the core area. It is just a simple hut.
Inside the house, an old man in white was sleeping on a rocking chair.
Ye Wen bowed and spoke.
"A newly promoted True Transmission disciple can only receive a medium-quality technique. If you want a higher-level technique, you can only exchange it with contribution points."
Looking at Ye Wen, he curled his lips.
"How many contribution points do you need?"
Ye Wen asked back.
"At least one million contribution points."
The old man slowly raised a finger.
Hearing this, Ye Wen's heart sank.
This value is ten times that of a second-grade top-grade technique.
And that's excluding the value of a medium-level technique.
His current contribution points are still far from one million.
While thinking, his eyes lit up, and then he took out a martial arts token and handed it over.
"I want to exchange these things for contribution points."
Seeing the martial arts token, he glanced at Ye Wen, with some surprise in his eyes, but still took it and checked it one by one.
After a while, he looked at Ye Wen.
"Three second-grade top-grade skills, each with 100,000 contribution points. Seven second-grade top-grade martial arts, an average of 60,000 contribution points each, plus the remaining dozen or so scattered skills, a total of 80,000 contribution points, a total of 800,000 contribution points."
"Are you sure you want to exchange?"
The old man asked again.
"Sure!"
Ye Wen nodded, and now the problem of the skills has finally been solved.
"Okay, this is the only top-grade thunder attribute skill in the extreme master realm in this sect, with a total value of 1.2 million contribution points, and you still need to make up 200,000 contribution points."
Hearing this, Ye Wen hurriedly sent the contribution points.
Seeing that the contribution points have arrived, the old man handed over a martial arts token.
"Thank you, Elder!"
After receiving the technique, Ye Wen was extremely excited. After saying goodbye, he headed straight for his own small mountain.