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With regards to Dragon God Competition, there were less than two-thirds of the customers, fewer random people, and more than a few frequent customers. In the past, they did not know the way of business. When they had stayed in the Huahang Group for a period of time, it was extremely difficult for them to obtain ten high grade pieces of jade. Forget about all of them, there were several warehouses for their Hidden Treasure Pavilion.    

Looking at the Hidden Treasure Pavilion and the three little pieces of paper, Yang Ping felt touched again. His strength had increased, and he had comprehended her spiritual sea. Her sensitivity towards the spiritual energy in the outside world had deepened. Just the three small characters were like three dancing dragons and phoenixes. She couldn't use any other means unless she was a saint.    

The more he understood, the more reverence he felt.    

Hidden Treasure Pavilion was indeed an existence that all the powers feared. The Madame Zhu watched over the Dragon City and suppressed many evil paths.    

In the bamboo forest.    

Liu Yu led him into a small alley, and before he left, he reminded Yun Che: "Madam has said before, that your mind is unstable, and may cause you to go berserk.    

Yang Ping was confused, but after walking for more than ten steps, because she was curious about the Spiritual Force s that had seeped into the bamboo forest, the quiet bamboo forest suddenly trembled, and a bunch of Green Leaves s flew in the air.    

Yang Ping was overwhelmed with shock, she anxiously suppressed her emotions, and there was no sadness or joy on her face.    

After walking for a few hundred steps, Yang Ping's spirit was cleansed by the Bamboo Forest Tranquil Heart Array as she calmed down. There was a mysterious power in the bamboo forest that was able to suppress the ominous power in his dantian, which greatly shocked him.    

Aunt Xue was also the first time Yang Ping had met him. At that time, she had accompanied Zhu Xi to Hidden Treasure Pavilion, so she did not pay too much attention to him. However, after knowing that Madame Zhu was merely Saint Stage, she couldn't help but become a little nervous.    

A pool of water appeared beneath his feet. It was the shape of a circle in the sky. The water droplets were crystal clear, reflecting all the light in the world. It was just like the soul. One needed to constantly wipe them away to prevent them from causing any dust.    

He took a step forward and the scene changed.    

The temperature suddenly dropped, and everything in front of him was frozen.    

Yang Ping was overwhelmed with shock. She knew that it was an illusion, but the snow in front of him still swirled about as if it was real. Within a single step, in the boundless universe. This was the tactic of a saint. The Madame Zhu set a threshold to test him.    

Yang Ping calmed her heart and looked for the exit of the frozen world.    

As the sea of consciousness expanded, Yang Ping touched upon the origin of the world and found the one that had escaped in an absolutely cold place. In front of him was a cliff that was over a hundred thousand feet high. The sky was covered with snowflakes that were like goose feathers. It was a vast expanse of land covered in silver.    

Yang Ping took a deep breath and thought, the path of martial arts, was focused on cultivation of the heart. Since she had already taken one step forward, there was no turning back.    

He firmly took a step forward and walked towards the cliff.    

Her body suddenly dropped to the ground. The cold wind cut him like a knife, causing her skin to feel sharp pain but there was no sadness or joy on Yang Ping's face. Yang Ping revealed a faint smile, and thought, I've finally passed.    

But the moment her feet touched the ground, Yang Ping felt a scorching aura, as if it was on fire.    

Yang Ping's expression changed slightly as she lost control of her mind and fell to the ground. When he fell into the magma, he originally thought that she was hallucinating. However, the searing pain could not be described with words. It was exactly the same as the feeling she felt when she touched the magma.    

Crap!    

Just when you thought he had broken through the illusion, he fell back into the illusion. The world of ice and powder was not the end, each and every one of the revolving worlds alternated, and after the cold came the hot, hot world, and after the hot, there were other worlds.    

With regards to the method of a Saint Creator, Yang Ping was extremely impressed.    

The scene changed again.    

When Yang Ping arrived at the courtyard in front of the Bamboo House, the scorching feeling dissipated and a cool breeze blew in from the bamboo forest. Madame Zhu was standing not far away, smiling at him. Yang Ping's heart trembled, she respectfully bowed, and said: "Greetings, senior."    

Madame Zhu took a step forward, and appeared in front of him in the next second, and said: "Please take a seat."    

Yang Ping sat down obediently and retracted all of her arrogance in front of the Madam. This was because Madame Zhu was a huge mountain, and the strongest person he had ever seen.    

There was a pot of tea on the bamboo table, and the aroma of it lingered in the bamboo forest like a sweet dew. Yang Ping stared at the teapot, her heart stirred with excitement. These were not ordinary tea leaves, but Dao enlightenment tea leaves. It was a saint who used extraordinary methods to inject unparalleled power into it. If a normal person drank a cup, it was a saint who opened the profound entrances for him.    

Yang Ping had heard of it before, but had never seen it. It was because it was extremely troublesome for Saints to create the Enlightenment Tea, they could very likely harm the origin of the tea. It was not worth it, unless they were close relatives and had to have descendants.    

"This is yours."    

The Madame Zhu pointed to the teapot and said, "Your master asked me to make tea for you. I can suppress the inauspiciousness in your body and also let you obtain my martial arts experience. "    

Yang Ping's body trembled, revealing a look of disbelief.    

If this pot of tea was really as Madame Zhu had said, then the price would be immeasurable, the old man was actually willing to be refined by Madame Zhu, the gift would be heavy. He nodded and did not refuse. He drained his cup in one gulp.    

The aroma of tea filled the air.    

After Yang Ping finished drinking, he sat cross legged on the spot, and closed her eyes in deep thought.    

When the teacup entered the teacup, he wanted to resist, but the teacup contained an unparalleled power. It was directly suppressed and forced the teacup to the deepest part, even sealing it directly.    

The spring wind was gentle and the rain fell. Everything was soft and quiet.    

The power of the Madame Zhu was extremely tyrannical, like a huge mountain had descended, blocking the large river and causing a monstrous flood.    

Yang Ping took a deep breath. What she needed next was to comprehend the Madame Zhu's martial arts experience.    

After suppressing his dantian with the power of the tea, he only used one-tenth of it. The remaining nine tenths were scattered throughout his limbs and bones, flowing through his entire body. When the energy in the meridians circulated once, it suddenly and crazily headed towards the Spiritual World.    

The Spiritual World suddenly became quiet.    

Left behind a drop of sparkling and translucent water, which spun within the Spiritual World. As Yang Ping was about to think about it, she suddenly realized that his Spiritual World, mind, and all of these thoughts had fallen into a state of absolute stillness under the pressure of the water droplets.    

He was covered in ice.    

Madame Zhu stood up and said indifferently: "If you can break through the seal, then it wouldn't be a waste of effort. If you can't resist my Absolute Zero, from today onwards, there won't be Yang Ping anymore. The spokesperson your master wants is someone who cannot be qualified. "    

The old man had entrusted Madame Zhu with the cultivation tea, but he did not let her cleanse Yang Ping's spirit. If she knew, she would not have done it. Because right now, this was the true test of the Madame Zhu. If one wanted to enter the unfathomable eye, then they had to surpass everything.    

Life and death are relative.    

The Madame Zhu had let Yang Ping put her life on the ground and live.    

Ka-cha! *    

Not long after, the ice on his body shattered into wisps of mist and disappeared into the bamboo forest. Yang Ping exhaled, stood up and bowed: "Thank you Madam for your guidance."    

Madame Zhu said, "No need to thank me. Your master only entrusted me with it. There is a price to pay. "    

Yang Ping's heart warmed, although the old man was not nice, but at least he cared about him, and if she wanted Madame Zhu to take action, the price she had to pay was extremely high. Ordinary clans wouldn't be able to take it.    

But Madame Zhu's following words almost made Yang Ping collapse.    

"Your master said that you will repay the debts he owes you."    

Yang Ping glared at the old man, her heart filled with gratitude shattered as she scolded: "You old bastard, I knew you had ill intentions." Looking at Madame Zhu, she innocently said, "Madam, this brat's ability is limited. With your cultivation level, it's almost impossible for me to help you."    

Madame Zhu shook her head and said, "Help me bring back the champion of Dragon God Competition."    

What?    

Yang Ping thought that she had misheard, and asked: "Madam is asking me to go and win the championship!"    

The Madame Zhu stood up and saw off the guests: "Go. The champion is related to the future of the Dragon City. Otherwise it will be a mess. "    

Leaving the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.    

Yang Ping's heart was heavy, she could not understand why the Madame Zhu would place so much importance on the champion, but she had to pay a heavy price after drinking the Cultivating Tea from the champion, so she could only continue to participate.    

Preparing for the ward, six big seeds, each of them very powerful.    

Thinking about it, Yang Ping felt a headache.    

Returning to the Yang Medical Center, Yang Ping needed to go in and have a good rest, and in the afternoon, she still had to continue participating in the Dragon God Competition to face the experts of the eighth round. A total of seven people had entered the eighth round, which was the semifinals. The ninth round would be the finals, where the true champion would be decided.    

A stretch Lincoln pulled up opposite the infirmary.    

Yang Ping looked over curiously. First, she saw a handsome Blonde Man, with an extremely gentlemanly appearance, a smile that brimmed with charisma, looking at him he belonged to the Prince Charming type. He was one of the most perfect and impeccable looking men, with no flaws other than his pale face.    

He opened the car door, allowing Zhu Xi to alight. Zhu Xi politely nodded with a smile.    

When Yang Ping saw the two of them together, her expression became extremely ugly.    

Zhu Xi turned her head, just in time to see Yang Ping. Her beautiful face changed greatly, and she anxiously turned her head, not daring to look at him.    

When the Blonde Man saw Yang Ping, he gave him a slight smile. Then, he left the Lincoln with Zhu Xi and walked toward the Huahang Edifice. Yang Ping took a deep breath. She had thought that she would be greatly angered, but after being cleansed by the Enlightened Dao Tea, she found out that her impulsive temper had been wiped away and she felt a sense of relief.    

When Yang Ping returned to the infirmary, she did not even look back.    

When Zhu Xi reached the entrance of the building, she could not help but turn her head back, but when she saw Yang Ping's cold back, her heart trembled. She forced herself to smile and said: "Mr. David, please follow my secretary up, we will talk about the contract later."    

The man called David maintained his gentle smile and said: "Alright, I'll go up first." Then, he followed Yang Yuxin into the elevator.    

Zhu Xi bit her lips, and thought of Yang Ping's cold back. The other party did not seem to be as friendly towards her as before, which made her very disappointed. Zhu Xi was furious in her heart. She felt that Yang Ping was too cold-blooded, to think that they had only been apart for a day, to think that she looked like a stranger.    

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.