Only then did Li Qing realize that the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth had been stained with his collar. He wiped it with a handkerchief and asked in surprise: "Ancestor, what happened? Where are the disciples of Araki Ancestor?"

"I'll help you solve it. From now on, there will be no Araki Ancestor in the world." Ji Qianming looked up at the distance and said casually.

There is no more Araki Ancestor's lineage? Li Qing was stunned at first, and then a deep sense of horror appeared in his eyes!

The ancestor... for me, he slaughtered the whole family of Araki Araki Araki Araki?! The ancestor Araki is a half-step God King realm, and is a guest elder in the Purple Holy Land. He died under the ancestor?

After a while of silence, Li Qing dragged his injured body out of bed, kowtowed a few times to Ji Qianming, and said sincerely: "Thank you for helping Li Qing, Qing... is so grateful!!"

Ji Qianming's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the white clouds floating by indifferently, thinking to himself: You thanked too early, little brother.

"It's just a simple task. You are my husband's follower. I will naturally not treat you badly." Ji Qianming threw the storage ring of Araki's ancestor Araki to Li Qing and said lightly.

Of course, he had already taken out the tears of all living beings, and most of the spirit stones. The remaining were some materials and elixirs that Ji Qianming didn't know. Anyway, it was useless to him, so it would be better to reward Li Qing directly.

It can be considered as a little compensation for this little brother who has been cheated by me and still knows nothing...

Li Qing took the storage ring of Araki Araki Araki, glanced with his spiritual sense, his body trembled slightly, and he kowtowed a few times, "Thank you for the reward of the ancestor!"

Li Qing is an authentic divine realm. He knew very well the value of the things in the storage ring. The materials just converted into spirit stones were numbers that he never dared to imagine in his dreams. Such a huge amount of property was actually rewarded by the ancestor so casually.

Li Qing was shocked and his awe of Ji Qianming instantly reached several levels. If his friendliness to Ji Qianming before was "worship", he has now been upgraded to the level of "ultimate fanatical believer".

Ji Qianming nodded lightly, looked at the dim night outside, and said, "I'll stay here honestly if I go out."

As he said that, a black shadow flashed out, and Ji Qianming's figure was no longer in the room.

Li Qing stood up from the ground and respectfully bowed to the direction where Ji Qianming left, "Yes, ancestor."

...

Outside the battlefield, in a certain nameless hill.

An ordinary house is located on the hillside.

Like thousands of other ordinary families in the divine realm, old fences surrounded a small circle of fields, with common vegetables planted in the fields, and curling smoke rose from the chimneys of the houses, emitting the breath of life under the dim sky.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

A figure in white was sitting on a small stool in the yard, rolled up its cuffs, holding a wooden board in its hand, pounding heavily on the wet clothes in the wooden barrel, and the hazy moonlight shone on his body, emitting a faint halo.

Squeak...

The old door made a harsh sound, and a boy in black walked in slowly, looking around at the surrounding environment, his eyes fell on the man in white who was rubbing his clothes in the center, and his mouth slightly raised.

"Mr. Yuejun, do you have to wash your clothes yourself?" Ji Qianming said half-jokingly.

Han Qingyuan looked up at the person who came, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wrist, and said calmly: "So what about Yuejun? There is no washing machine here. Even if the king of heaven comes, he can only rub his clothes by himself."

"I don't have to wash my own clothes, they all have maids."

Han Qingyuan paused and said with a slight voice: "I am just a humble handsome guy who has been forgotten in the God Realm. Where can I afford a maid..."

Ji Qianming grinned, dragged half of the small stool from the yard, sat next to Han Qingyuan, and looked at him with a gaze: "I smell the fragrance of rice."

Han Qingyuan rolled his eyes, "The rice is in the pot, the bowl is in the broken cabinet next to the stove, and there are some vegetables left at noon next to it, but there are only a pair of chopsticks. You can pick up two wooden sticks in the mountains behind and peel them. If you don't know how to do it, I can help you."

Ji Qianming smiled and showed a heavy pure gold carved chopsticks out of thin air in his hand, "No need, I will change."

Looking at Ji Qianming's back as he trotted into the kitchen, Han Qingyuan muttered in a low voice: "How can you be so thick-skinned..."

After a while, Ji Qianming walked out with a bowl of steaming white rice and vegetables, took a few bites with pure gold carved chopsticks, and said vaguely: "I have left you a meal, go serve it yourself, don't be polite."

"...This is my home." Han Qingyuan rolled his eyes again, hung up the washed clothes, and after a while, he also walked out with a bowl of white rice and vegetables.

"So, are you just going to come here for a free meal?" Han Qingyuan looked at Ji Qianming with some suspicion.

Ji Qianming took two bites of rice, took out a red porcelain bottle from the storage ring, and placed it on the ground.

"What is this? Is Rainbow Candy?" Han Qingyuan licked his lips.

"Tears of all living beings."

Han Qingyuan's body shook, and then continued to stew the rice. After swallowing all the rice in his mouth, he slowly spoke: "How did you get it?"

"Kill the Ancestor Araki and snatched it." Ji Qianming said calmly.

"This thing is too dangerous. I have tried to get it before, but Araki Aries is the half-step God King, and I don't have a chance at all... Who are you?"

"Ji Qianming, an ordinary graduate of Gouchen Academy."

"...Okay." Han Qingyuan shrugged, without any intention of continuing to ask, "Then what are you planning to do when you come to the God Realm?"

"I said that I am here to make trouble." Ji Qianming looked at the empty bowl in his hand and said slowly, "I have come to fight with my own strength, so I am here. It is best if I can destroy the entire war zone. Even if I can't do it, I will make them pay a heavy price to minimize the pressure on the front line."

Han Qingyuan glanced at the red porcelain bottle on the ground, "So you plan to use the tears of sentient beings?"

"Um."

Han Qingyuan was silent for a moment and shook his head, "If the tears of sentient beings want to exert all toxicity, they need a medium. The air spreads too slowly. And once the God King level intervenes, it will directly block the spread of toxicity and cannot cause large-scale damage. In fact, the best medium is water, but there is no river nearby... Moreover, besides the tears of sentient beings, there is another most important thing that we have not solved."

Ji Qianming was stunned, "What?"
Chapter completed!