MTLNOVEL Chapter 397: Recruitment
Not long after, Chu Ming's consecutive wins reached ninety matches, yet the crowd saw no trace of exhaustion or defeat on his face.
"What a monster!"
At this moment, Hu Xueqi with his Thousand Snow Sword had completely lost the will to compete with Chu Ming. Considering Chu Ming's current strength, if nothing unexpected happens, he would surely be among the top twenty on the Profound List. As for the exact rank, it's hard to say.
After all, even within the top twenty on the Profound List, the differences between each other are significant. The ones ranking lower might not be able to withstand a single strike from those at the top.
Swish!
Splat!
A streak of blood spurted into the air, another swordsman defeated by Chu Ming. At this moment, Chu Ming's consecutive wins had accumulated to ninety-four, tying the previous record.
"Is he really going to break the record?"
The yellow-robed elder exchanged glances with the horse-faced man, both seeing a hint of astonishment in the other's eyes.
"I'll stay here and watch. You go quickly and inform the patriarch. No matter what, we must keep Chu Ming in the Ye Family."
The yellow-robed elder spoke solemnly to the horse-faced man.
"Alright."
The horse-faced man responded, cast another glance at Chu Ming, then turned and left, heading towards the Ye Family's main hall.
Swish!
At this moment, the swordsmen below the arena almost dared not challenge Chu Ming. Everyone's gaze was fixed on Lin Xuan, known as One Sword Seals the Throat. Among the people present, perhaps only he could barely exchange a few moves with Chu Ming.
As for the outcome, in the eyes of the crowd, it's a fifty-fifty chance.
Swish!
Just then, several sounds of breaking through the air echoed. Subsequently, the crowd saw several figures flying out from the City Lord's Mansion, arriving at the arena within a few breaths.
Leading them was a burly man with thick eyebrows, perhaps due to long-term high-ranking status, whose face naturally exuded an imposing presence. Clad in a green robe, he appeared extremely dignified.
"Greetings, Patriarch!"
The yellow-robed elder quickly saluted with utmost respect upon seeing the newcomer.
Ye Feiying was an unbeaten Guiyuan Realm powerhouse, renowned throughout the Beiming Domain.
"Rise!"
Ye Feiying said indifferently, then his gaze swept past the yellow-robed elder and landed on Chu Ming, full of commendation.
Behind Ye Feiying stood two people—one with a handsome face and the other covered in black gauze, precisely Ye Chengtian and the mysterious "Miss Night."
At this moment, the mysterious woman looked at Chu Ming, a hint of curiosity flashing in her brows, naturally noticed by Ye Chengtian, who had been keeping his eyes on her.
Jealousy burned within Ye Chengtian. Despite all his efforts to impress the mysterious woman, he had never once received her direct acknowledgement. Yet, her interest in Chu Ming upon first meeting him sparked unexpected animosity against Chu Ming.
Acting out against the mysterious woman? He didn't dare. Hence, he could only hold this grudge against Chu Ming.
"You are Chu Ming?"
Ye Feiying looked directly at Chu Ming, asking casually.
At this moment, the crowd below the arena was completely shocked. To them, the Ye Family's patriarch was a figure of immense authority, now confronting Chu Ming.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the Ye Family's patriarch seems intent on recruiting Chu Ming. His personal approach shows immense sincerity."
A swordsman commented to his companion below the arena.
"Sincerity is one thing, but Chu Ming is an elite of the Celestial Travel Sect. It's almost impossible for the Ye Family to recruit him."
The companion retorted.
"That's not true. People aspire upwards and water flows downwards. If the Ye Family can offer a compelling enough price, I believe Chu Ming would join them."
The swordsman analyzed thoughtfully.
Amidst the heated discussions below, Chu Ming remained expressionless, clasped his hands together, and replied humbly: "Indeed, I am Chu Ming."
"Good! Good! Good! Truly fitting of an elite, humble yet confident. Do you have any interest in joining the Ye Family? Don't refuse outright; hear out my conditions. If you join the Ye Family, you'll be granted the status of the next patriarch candidate, receive direct teachings from our ancestral master, and our resources will be at your disposal, holding a status comparable to mine."
Ye Feiying extolled continuously, listing numerous benefits, making the crowd's eyes burn with fervor, eager to agree on Chu Ming's behalf.
However, Chu Ming's expression remained unchanged. To be honest, these offerings held no appeal to him, for he was a direct disciple of the Qingxuan King.
The Qingxuan King, a half-step Life and Death Realm King, far superior in combat strength compared to the Ye Family's ancestral master.
"I'm merely here to explore Sword Peak, and I already have a mentor, making it inconvenient to join the Ye Family."
Chu Ming clasped his hands again, responding humbly.
"Since that's the case, I won't force you."
Ye Feiying regretfully shook his head, with a hint of frustration flashing in his eyes. Since becoming the patriarch, no one had dared refuse him.
However, facing so many people, he couldn't afford to lose composure, lest he tarnish the Ye Family's reputation.
"I hear you're strong. How about a match between the two of us?"
At this moment, the mysterious woman behind Ye Feiying stepped forward, speaking softly, her voice melodious.
"This..."
Chu Ming hesitated slightly, but upon seeing the mysterious woman, caution arose within him, sensing an immense threat.
"Patriarch Ye, surely Chu Ming is qualified to enter Sword Peak, right?"
Seeing Chu Ming hesitate, the mysterious woman turned to Ye Feiying and asked casually. Despite her unseen face, one could envision her beauty beneath the black gauze.
"Hehe, Miss Night is correct, Chu Ming has the qualifications to enter Sword Peak."
Ye Feiying's mouth twitched, forcing a smile, then turned to the yellow-robed elder: "Chu Ming needn't contest; he has the qualification for Sword Peak."
"Understood, Patriarch!"
The yellow-robed elder respectfully replied, clasping his hands.
"Now, fight me."
The mysterious woman raised her eyes to Chu Ming, containing a trace of curiosity. Since leaving the Central Divine Domain, Chu Ming was the first elite to earn her attention, igniting her competitive spirit.
"Alright!"
Chu Ming's expression remained calm, swiftly retreating twenty meters to distance himself from the mysterious woman, his sword held at a tilted angle, face expressionless.
"Patriarch Ye, please move aside!"
The mysterious woman turned and spoke mildly.
Ye Feiying remained silent, pulling Ye Chengtian to leap off the arena. He hadn't anticipated that the initial recruitment of Chu Ming would culminate in a duel with Miss Night.