[MTL] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World

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Pei Xuan is gone.

     His opponent was a sword cultivator in a white suit with a sword at his waist. After the sword cultivator got the lottery, his face was ashen, and he couldn't even hold the sword well in the crowd.

     Ye Qing listened to some information on the sidelines, and learned that the sword cultivator disciples participating in the Jingchun Grand Competition are basically above the Jindan realm, and many Jindan peaks are only half a step away from Nascent Soul. It has been a hundred years since he stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm early.

     Upon first hearing it, Ye Qing was really taken aback: They are all Jindan or Nascent Soul cultivation bases!

     It turned out that Elder Cheng really wasn't bluffing. When Ye Qing was young in Guiyuanzong, Elder Cheng once said: In the ancient world of comprehension, the talents were amazing. In that era, golden elixir was everywhere and the competition was extremely fierce. However, most of the disciples have never experienced the era of "the road leads to the fairyland, and the long river flows into the sea". They can't imagine it out of thin air, and the sense of immersion is much worse.

     Elder Cheng later lamented that the prosperity of the world will inevitably decline, and the aura of the cultivation world is getting weaker and thinner, which makes the former prosperity no longer. Speaking of the splendid cultivation world in the past, Elder Cheng wanted to express an attitude: You disciples are really inferior to each other!

     These turned out to be true!

     Ye Qing grew up so big, he had never seen a competition full of Jindan Nascent Soul, he subconsciously stood on tiptoe, couldn't hide his admiration, thinking that this competition must be full of swords and swords, and it must be exciting!

     Ye Qing watched enthusiastically, and suddenly remembered an important thing: what is his father's cultivation level?

     "Pei Xuan is in the Nascent Soul stage." As if hearing Ye Qing's heart, someone in the crowd spoke up with a look of jealousy.

     Nascent Soul?

     Ye Qing was surprised again, whether it was 20,000 years ago or 20,000 years later, the youth who reached the Nascent Soul Realm at this age are all geniuses, and they are well-deserved heaven's favored ones.

     However, the elder brother in charge is also in the Nascent Soul Realm, not only his father is a Nascent Soul, so it won't make the speaker look envious and jealous, right?

     As if reading his heart from Ye Qing's confused face again, the speaker's cheeks turned red: "What do you know! Pei Xuan, he, he is different..."

     What's different, he didn't say anything.

     The speaker was trembling all over, his shoulders seemed to be pressed by an invisible weight, and his face was full of fear. Under Ye Qing's blank gaze, he tried his best to restrain the pressure that was almost out of control.

     Ye Qing glanced at the page in his palm, it turned out to be Pei Xuan's next opponent.

     It suddenly dawned on me.

     However, Ye Qing is still ignorant of this fear.

     The first match started soon.

     Because of the age disparity in the past, Ye Qing saw Pei Xuan compete with others for the first time. I saw the blue-clothed young man lift his sword and go away, the mere strike of the sword was astonishing, as if there was no sharper sword intent than this in the world, and nothing could surpass this sword.