Chapter 1293 Underhanded Move (1/2)

While Zhou Yuan began refining Ancestral Dragon Pill under Yaoyao’s guidance, in a manor on a mountain of All-Heavens City, Xu Beiyan, dressed in an ink-color robe, was gracefully sat in front of a guqin. As his fingers fluttered across the strings, sweet-sounding noises reverberated in the mountains.

Two beautiful maids stood behind him, gazing affectionately at the handsome man.

The sound was relaxed and drawn out, but Xu Beiyan suddenly stopped, severing the pleasant noise. He emotionlessly slammed his hand, shattering the stone table and guqin to powder.

The maids dropped to their knees and bowed.

Xu Beiyan ignored them and turned his head to a certain place in All-Heavens City. It was where Yaoyao resided and recent news also reported that Zhou Yuan lived there.

The thought of the two living together made Xu Beiyan, who had cultivated his mind for years, become irritable.

“I have worked closely with the goddess in the past two years, and it’s time we connect at a deeper level with each other, but Zhou Yuan came and ruined all my efforts. He is too annoying.” Xu Beiyan's anger rose to his eyes. He has had relationships with many women in his life so he knew he mustn’t be impatient with the goddess, who had such a cold and detached personality.

Everything was within his grasp but Zhou Yuan’s appearance ruined everything.

”I don't think Zhou Yuan would do better than me in refining Ancestral Dragon Pill, but if the goddess is biased, there might be underhanded moves.”

Xu Beiyan's face turned sullen. The goddess is extraordinary in both identity and strength. Even if others might not have such an ability to do so, she could be different.

But when he thought the person he liked was going to all the trouble to deal with him for another man, he couldn’t help scrunching his brows and jealousy surged up.

But what made Xu Beiyan helpless was that his jealousness couldn’t stop anything.

“Beiyan, come over for a moment,” a voice passed to his ears.

“Master Lu Liu?”

Xu Beiyan was startled for a moment, but then immediately vanished.

When he reappeared, he was already inside a secret chamber. But he not only saw Saint Lu Liu there, but also two familiar figures.

“Master Gou Lang, Master Du Huo? Why are you all here?” Xu Beiyan asked in a surprised voice.

In addition to Saint Lu Liu were two other elders, one with a long and thin face, eagle-like nose and fierce and cold eyes. The other was clad in a red robe with flames blazing in his eyes.

They were Xu Beiyan’s other two masters.

Saint Gou Lang and Saint Du Huo.

“Lu Liu messaged us to come over and told us that our precious disciple is being bullied,” said Saint Gou Lang with a smile.

“We already know about the details. It is indeed unfair. You have worked hard for two years to refine Ancestral Dragon Pill but they get rid of you for no good reason. Not only is it unreasonable, they also gave us no face,” Saint Du Huo said irritably.

Saint Lu Liu said with a smile, “She’s the goddess, the third god, why would she give face to three one-lotus Saints? Let alone us, she wouldn’t even pay attention to the three prime sovereigns.”