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"Manager Wu, you're finally here." Ye Qiu immediately scanned Ning Wufeng with pride.

Seeing Lou Yuan's change in expression, Lu Zifei knew that his gamble was right!

Ning Wufeng was merely someone who was picked up on the way, why was he higher than him by one grade? This fellow is so insensible that he will die here one day.

But he, Lu Zifei, was on the verge of advancing into the clouds, standing next to the big tree known as the Ye Family.

"Lord Ye, what happened?" Wu Yong respectfully asked. He was about to apply to be a Silver Medallion Elder, and would inevitably need Ye Zhidao's consent. There was no need to mention the benefits of building a good relationship with Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu intentionally glared at the two of them and said: "These two people actually dare to disobey my orders to buy what I want to buy. And your Hall of Spirit God's silver medal manager actually wants me to get out of here. "

His gloomy voice travelled over, instantly making Wu Yong frown.

Wu Yong glanced at Lou Yuan and recognized him as the person who was transferred here from a small place not long ago. He actually dared to offend someone from the Ye Family.

"No matter who you are, this matter has nothing to do with you. Go and busy yourself with other matters." Wu Yong said coldly.

The level of the Hall of Spirit God was strict. The gold medal manager had absolute authority over the silver medal manager, unless you didn't want to continue working here anymore and wanted to leave Hall of Spirit God.

"You're putting the blame on us without asking us why?" Ning Wufeng said lightly.

It was only then that Wu Yong noticed that Ning Wufeng, who was just a seventeen or eighteen year old boy, was acting in an experienced manner.

He did not seem to have any impression of this person in his memories, and he was probably not someone who was a distinguished official.

"Hall of Spirit God does not welcome you. Leave this place." Wu Yong said coldly.

"Did you hear that, kid, I told you to leave!" Ye Qiu ordered and sneered. Lu Zifei was beaming with joy, he was finally going to see this brat make a fool of himself.

Lu Qingyan wanted to whisper something back, but he was stopped by Lu Zifei. She could only look at Ning Wufeng pleadingly and indicate for him to leave first.

In the past two days, she had clearly sensed how powerful the Ye Family was.

Ning Wufeng was not Ye Qiu's match.

Lou Yuan took a step forward, and tore off the silver medal on his waist, then looked at Wu Yong and shouted: "I want to exercise Hall of Spirit God's authority."

Hall of Spirit God had a rule that if one was unconvinced, one could have a chance to refute the rule. If he won, he could reject his superiors' orders, but if he lost, he would abolish all knowledge that he had learned in the Hall of Spirit God and leave the Hall of Spirit God.

Ye Qiu's expression became ugly as well.

The Hall of Spirit God had more than ten thousand attendants, adding the various branch halls in the various places, there were no less than a million people. However, there were less than a thousand silver medal managers, and their status was even higher than that of a Pavilion Master.

Wu Yong was actually willing to exercise management authority with him for the sake of this nameless brat.

Regardless of victory or defeat, this would affect Wu Yong's face. After all, it was very rare for Hall of Spirit God to see a steward exercising authority.

This was because the difference between a silver medal manager and a gold medal manager was the difference in skill. They were both in the Spiritual Array Master, while Lou Yuan was in the third rank Spiritual Array Master, so he was in charge of silver medallions, while Wu Yong was in the fourth stage.

The rules of the Hall of Spirit God was that it was only considered a victory for a lower class to defeat their superior in terms of skill. If the third rank Spiritual Array Master wanted to defeat the Fourth Level Spiritual Array Master in a spirit array, that was no different from a fantasy!

"Are you crazy?" Wu Yong said coldly. There are thousands of branches in the Zhao Kingdom, so there are three thousand in there. There are only a handful that can become a manager with a silver medal.

Lou Yuan stared at Wu Yong resolutely and spoke word by word: "Either you give up on this Beast Core, or I'll exercise my authority as the manager!"

At this time, Ning Wufeng had a faint idea of what a manager's rights meant. Looks like Lou Yuan was still worth investing in.

No matter what, if he wanted to focus on his cultivation, then he would need someone to help him deal with these external affairs, and Lou Yuan was undoubtedly qualified.

"In your dreams!" Wu Yong chided coldly, a silver medal manager actually dared to threaten him, he truly did not know what was good for him.

"If that's the case, then follow the rules." Lou Yuan said faintly.

Immediately, attendants began to prepare jade chip s and the like. The entire second floor of Hall of Spirit God was alarmed, and many people came over to watch. There were even some silver medal managers and gold medal managers who came over.

"The last time I exercised my authority was ten years ago, right?" A silver medal official said in a low voice.

"That's right, I still remember the miserable appearance of that silver medal manager when he was kicked out. I heard that he ended up on the street and no one collected his corpse even after he died." Someone at the side whispered in agreement.

"Haha, kid, all of you are just waiting to be left on the streets. Even if you die, no one will be able to retrieve your corpse." Ye Qiu laughed sinisterly. He overestimated himself if he wanted to do battle with Young Master Ye.

"The match hasn't even started, isn't it too early to speak like this?" Ning Wufeng said indifferently. He was determined to get the Beast Core.

Lou Yuan pursed his lips, his expression becoming serious.

It was rumored that Wu Yong had already begun his assault on the fifth stage Spiritual Array Master. He would become a Silver Medallion Elder soon.

Against a fifth stage Spiritual Array Master, Lou Yuan was not confident. If it was just him alone, he would definitely lose, so he placed all his hopes on Ning Wufeng.

From the Jiangning Prefecture to the capital, Ning Wufeng had not suffered a single loss!

"Pen selection." The waiter said in a clear voice.

The three main elements of a Spiritual Array: jade chip, spirit pen, and Spiritual Energy. jade chip as the base, spirit pen as the tool, and spiritual energy as the god.

The specification for choosing a spirit pen had nine colors. Scarlet, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, cyan, blue, purple, silver and gold. The higher he went, the more accurate his control of spiritual energy became.

Wu Yong sarcastically looked at Ning Wufeng and Lou Yuan. Since you guys want to die, I'll help you guys out and show off my strength.

He drew across a row of spirit pen, extended his hand and grabbed towards the green spirit pen, spirit energy surging, black hair burst out from the tip of the brush.

"Seems like the rumors are true, Wu Yong is not far from becoming a Silver Medallion Elder." A golden-haired steward sucked in a breath of cold air.

A cyan spirit pen was equivalent to a fifth stage Spiritual Array Master.

If one became an Elder, their authority would be greater than the overseer's. The amount one received would be ten times more than the overseer. Moreover, the clan elders had the right to appoint and remove Pavilion Master s from one side and the right to dismiss and remove the Chief Steward of the Silver Medallion.

Lou Yuan took a deep breath and reached out for the yellow spirit pen. However, Ning Wufeng shook his head lightly and whispered into his ear: "You also have that cyan spirit pen, right?"

Lou Yuan's brows twitched, and he nodded his head lightly. At the same time, he reached out and picked up a green spirit pen.

"What?" is he also planning to rush towards a fifth stage Spiritual Array Master? " Immediately, someone took a deep breath.

Lou Yuan had only been in the capital for a few days. He actually dared to pick up the cyan spirit pen.

"It's easy to hold a pen, but difficult to place it. You'll want it. " Wu Yong said coldly.

For the Spiritual Array Master, they had to measure their strength. So what if they didn't have the strength to pick up the golden spirit pen?

The first stage Spiritual Array Master took out the golden spirit pen's carved spirit array, but it was actually not as good as the red spirit pen's. It was a simple principle to use everything one had.

"You overestimate yourself!" Ye Qiu taunted him without any trace of politeness, "If you really want face, then don't throw away your life. I really want to see how you guys get out of the Hall of Spirit God crying when the time comes."

"Crying?" The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth raised slightly, "I'm just afraid that you don't have the strength to make me cry yet."

"You ?" His face darkened. Lu Zifei immediately said: "Young master, why do you have to lower yourself to this guy? Let's just watch and see their liveliness. "

At this moment, Lu Qingyan had given up. In her opinion, why was Ning Wufeng so stubborn, no matter how she tried to persuade him, and even implicated a manager with a silver badge in charge of the Hall of Spirit God.

He had first offended the young master of the Situ Family, and now he has also offended the young master of the Ye Family.1

She was a little disappointed in Ning Wufeng.

After the two of them finished choosing spirit pen, the waiter brought them a piece of jade chip. The jade chip was only the size of a palm and was unusually light.

"Just inscribe the Spirit Plunder." Wu Yong said lightly.

The effects of the Spiritual Seizing Array were the easiest to see. The higher the grade of the Spiritual Array, the denser the amount of Spiritual Energy gathered would be.

It was obvious how high or low a fifth grade spirit seizing array and third grade spirit seizing array were.

"Hmph, you guys will have nothing better to do when the time comes." Wu Yong coldly swept his eyes over Ning Wufeng and Ning Wufeng.

He immediately focused his mind, and a trace of spirit energy burst out from the tip of the cyan spirit pen's brush. The spirit energy was as thin as a strand of hair, and if he wanted to control it, the mental requirements of Spiritual Array Master would be extremely harsh.

Wu Yong had already drawn the fifth grade Spirit Plunder several times.

On the contrary,'s nose started to sweat slightly, and the hand that was holding the cyan spirit pen was also trembling a little.

The cyan spirit pen were not so easy to handle.

"Haha, boy, if you can't do it then just give up. Don't waste everyone's time." Ye Qiu laughed. Looking at Lou Yuan, he knew that he could not inscribe a fifth grade Spirit Plunder.

Ning Wufeng did not refute him and instead said to Lou Yuan, "Don't be nervous."

"Let go of my mind. Let me do it."

His lips were trembling slightly, Lou Yuan's nervous expression slowly relaxed, the spirit pen in his hand also slowly relaxed.

The golden light in Ning Wufeng's eyes dimmed slightly, and then Lou Yuan's entire body shivered.

Soul control!

Relying on the consciousness of the Golden Primordial Spirit, Ning Wufeng was able to control Lou Yuan's soul for a short period of time. And they had to cooperate with the person in charge.

Lou Yuan's figure trembled, and instantly felt a formless energy begin to control his movements. This was Ning Wufeng's plan.

What a mysterious method. In his heart, Ning Wufeng was becoming more and more mysterious. It seemed like his gamble was correct.

This was Ning Wufeng's first time inscribing a Spiritual Array, he had previously exchanged the Spiritual Arrays directly from Linlang Pavilion. However, he had become a doctor after a long time. He had used so many Spiritual Arrays, and coupled with his freakish Spiritual Sense, he had long since engraved the pattern of the Spirit Plunder in his heart.

How was he going to draw it now? This was indeed a problem.

Although he knew what it looked like, he didn't know how to start drawing. Where should he start?

This was indeed a big problem.

If Lou Yuan knew Ning Wufeng's thoughts now, he would definitely beat his chest and stomp his feet, why would he give his future to such an unreliable person?

Ning Wufeng rubbed his chin, glancing at Wu Yong from the corner of his eyes. That guy had already begun writing.

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