The associated club industry chain has always existed among the Yangxiang Race. After all, this is a very mature society, itās quite normal.
"This... how old is this one?"
Mr. Zhenāe pointed to the youngest Yangxiang Race member and asked.
"This... 18 years old!"
Ziāe smiled mischievously.
"Ah, 18 years old, what a good age.
"For this flowery age, as an 81-year-old veteran, I will head out once more!
"Disciple, accompany your master to conquer the Heroic Passion Club."
Mr. Zhenāe sighed deeply.
Heroic Passion Club.
The name was inspired by the Divine Land, and indeed, it has enough heroic spirit.
"Your disciple obeys!"
Ziāe quickly smiled.
...
After that, the master and disciple left the tent together.
Su Yue could see that Mr. Zhenāeās status in Jing Niao City was very high, as those Grandmaster Guards were all very respectful.
A son acting as a pimp for his father.
The Yangxiang Raceās way of doing things is indeed bold and fierce, even Su Yue had to admire it.
And this Mr. Zhenāe is quite playful too.
An 81-year-old veteran, still embarking on campaigns, not afraid of dying in the embraces of others.
Su Yue was faster than the master and disciple.
He had already rushed to the Heroic Passion Club ahead of them.
On the way, Su Yue purposely bumped into Ziāe.
With just that bump, Su Yue used the Sikong Battle Technique to steal Ziāeās Pardon Order pill, while also leaving a regular pill for Ziāe. Anyway, it was hidden in beast skin, so it couldnāt be seen. Su Yue specifically challenged a similar pill.
Besides, on the way to the club, who would have the mind to pay attention to other things.
As for Mr. Zhenāe, Su Yue didnāt need to make contact, as the Evil Suppression Lock and the Pardon Order werenāt with him.
This was also an opportunity for Su Yue.
Su Yue quickly found a money-loving young attendant in the club.
He quietly called the first-grade young attendant into a corner and bribed him with three Human Race pills without saying a word.
"Which girlās room does Ziāe like to visit the most?"
Su Yue got straight to the point.
"Oh, sir, are you an enemy of Master Ziāe?"
The young attendant was taken aback.
"I ask you what, you say what, youāll benefit from this."
Su Yue was impatient.
"Sir, donāt be angry, the girl Master Ziāe likes the most is Lan Yuan."
The young attendant quickly said.
He didnāt dare to offend someone as generous as Su Yue, who handed out three Human Race pills. This was his opportunity.
After refining these three pills, the young attendant could break through to the second grade.
At that time, he could become the leading attendant.
"Which room is Lan Yuan in?"
Su Yue asked again.
"On the second floor, at the very end!"
The young attendant replied.
...
On the street, Su Yue already heard Ziāeās voice.
At this moment, a Female Yangxiang Race member with second-grade strength, a Qi and Blood Martial Artist, came running out of the second floor.
The Yangxiang Race in this club were only for people to have fun with.
"Sir, thatās Lan Yuan, she might have seen Master Ziāe from afar."
The young attendant quickly said.
"Alright, I got it."
With that, Su Yue vanished in a flash, the young attendant could only feel a gust of wind, then he was left bewildered in the breeze.
Where did he go?
He didnāt even see clearly.
He must indeed be a master to trouble Ziāe; this was a skilled person.
Meanwhile, Su Yue had already used all his speed to rush to Lan Yuanās room, hiding directly under the bed.
It must be said, the Yangxiang Race truly has strong learning abilities.
Because the air in Jing Niao City is relatively dry, the bed is also luxurious and high, Su Yue was able to do a few push-ups under it.
"God bless!"
Praying under the bed, Su Yue hoped that after Ziāe arranged something for Mr. Zhenāe, he would come to the room to release his stress.
As long as Ziāe could unload the Evil Suppression Lock, Su Yue would have a chance to modify it.
This way, the seven Divine Land Grandmasters would be saved.
And under the bed was pitch black, so the glimmer from the Evil Suppression Lock wouldnāt leak out.
Su Yue had already stolen the white Pardon Order pill on the way there.
"Why am I so smart?"
Hiding under the bed, Su Yue began to admire his own intelligence.
In such a short time, he was able to judge so many things and find the only way to turn the tide.
This must be a genius.
Cre-ek!
Su Yue anxiously waited for over 20 minutes.
Finally, the door to the room opened.
It was Ziāeās voice.
And it was a very hungry voice, Su Yue could even smell the scent of passionate desire in the air.
Boom!
"Stupid old man, clearly my dad, yet afraid to take responsibility and wonāt acknowledge me.
"Leaving such a heavy burden on my shoulders, heās simply an old coot afraid of mishaps, why doesnāt he carry it himself!"
Throwing the Evil Suppression Lock beside the bed, Ziāe laid back on the warm bed.
"Master, itās best to calm your anger, after all, Mr. Zhenāe is favored by the Divine Elder, you have a bright future!"
Lan Yuan helped Ziāe undress.
"Lan Yuan, you truly understand me.
"Come, today I, the master, will fight for 800 rounds!"
Cre-eek! Cre-eek!
The bed was shaking madly, Su Yueās mind raced with curses.
Ignoring the Yangxiang Raceās ābattleā upstairs.
Su Yue quietly reached out his hand to steal the Evil Suppression Lock under the bed.
He needed to replace the pill as quickly as possible.
"Heh, Cang Ji, oh Cang Ji, once the battle starts and a pig appears in your team, I wonder what expression youāll have."
Su Yueās hands flew swiftly.
Amidst the roaring battle above, the 800 rounds were unstoppable.
Ziāe wouldnāt even notice someone under the bed.
And because the combat was too intense, Ziāe didnāt notice the disappearance of the Evil Suppression Lock under the bed.
Actually, itās understandable, the Evil Suppression Lock was clinging to the edge of the bed, making it a visual blind spot.
Faster!
Faster!
A little faster.
Su Yue wished he had three heads and six arms.
He had already exerted his peak speed, his eyes were already a bit blurry.
What is dancing on the edge?
This is it!
Since God is helping, Su Yue couldnāt let down the divine intention.
These seven grandmasters absolutely wonāt die, Iām saying it.
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