Transmigration: First Class Immortal Husband (Part 2)

Chapter 144 Ten Year Agreement

Yan YuanJing, looked up at Chi Changye and said: "You are very good! You are the first person to be able to beat me to this level with the early stage of golden core cultivation. Join our Changxian Sect. If you stay here, you will only be buried. Your talent and this fighting power!"

City Lord Meng was almost provoked to the point of vomiting blood. If Yan's lobbying was successful, Chi Changye would be the first to deal with him, right? Chi Changye originally wanted to refuse, but he said he didn't like the Changxian Sect's way of doing things, and he already had a sect, so how could he switch to another sect? Although some people felt sorry for him, the sect was kind to him in cultivating him and would not change the sect until the previous grudges were resolved. But at this moment, his brows moved slightly and he heard Gu Yao's voice transmission.

Chi Changye stroked the Purple Thunder Sword and said firmly: "You want to drag me into the Immortal Sect because you want to fight with me again."

"Not bad!" Yan Yuanjing's eyes were gleaming with murderous aura as when he first arrived. The cold-faced and cold-natured image is completely different. This is the fighting spirit generated by the opponent, as if the whole person has been activated.

Chi Changye curled his lips and said: "You are much better than these villains surnamed Meng. You are more upright than them. They can't beat me. They only come from behind. I admit that you are a very good opponent, but I don't think that only by joining the Changxian Sect can I continue to be your opponent, why don't we make an agreement."

City Master Meng's heart was beating wildly, and he immediately wanted to speak out to stop Yan Yuanjing's response, but Yan Yuanjing thought then he said reluctantly: "Okay! You tell me, and I will listen. If I am satisfied, I will promise you!"

At the same time, his eyes showed great interest.
"Senior Brother Yan, don't be fooled by him!" City Lord Meng blurted out, but he flew out casually, spurting out blood with a pop in mid-air.

"Hmph, why do you need to comment on Mr. Yan's actions!"

He took back the palm he had just waved out, and his eyes became more and more dissatisfied with Meng Wei. This old guy has been cultivating pills for many years, but even he slapped him, he couldn't even take it let alone become Chi Changye's opponent. He was extremely incompetent. Keeping such a person would be a disgrace to the Changxian Sect. The high-ranking officials of other forces who dared not say a word were extremely happy to see this. They did not expect that the old man named Meng would also end up like this, and all this was brought about by Chi Changye.

Yan Yuanjing's ignorance of them before made them extremely humiliated. Maybe in Yan Yuanjing's eyes, they were not even ants, but now they also clearly realized that in Yan Yuanjing's eyes, the only way to defeat them was to become his opponent. Only those who can get his eyes to see him seriously. The eyes of those young disciples who came with the senior officials burst out with a strong desire to become strong, otherwise they can only be slaughtered by others.

"Ten years, to the limit of ten years! Ten years from now, either I will go to find Brother Yan, or Brother Yan will come here to find me. How about you and I having a good fight?" Chi Changye's voice was deafening.

The purple thunder sword also buzzed and trembled, as if responding to his fighting intention. Yan Yuanjing suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "Chi Changye, I will remember you! You are very smart. I am not stupid, but your fighting spirit is real and I feel it. Then, I promise you ten years from today, if you don't come, I will come here in person and if I won't be able to see you, everyone here will bleed like a river for breaking your promise!"

Although he is smiling, he is still full of murderous intent, which makes everyone who stays here trembled. The cultivators was frightened and felt very uncomfortable.