C641 One a Servant

They walked over with smiles on their faces, "Brother... Sir, we just heard your conversation, we didn't mean it, I just heard that this Sir has no servants in Desolate Continent. I wonder if our brother can do it? " He wanted to call him brother, but he quickly changed his words.

"I'm sorry, I don't intend to accept any servants." Zuo Yu shook his head.

"Master, please take me with you. Although I am a Second Layer of True Martial Stage, I am only in my fifties, so I have a bright future ahead of me. Furthermore, my strength... " The young man who said he wasn't willing to be a servant squeezed out an ugly smile, but he quickly adapted to this role. The more he spoke, the more fluent he became.

"Sorry." Zuo Yu said calmly and left. Not to mention that he wouldn't take in any servants, this young man's strength and disposition weren't good at all. It was simply difficult for him to catch his eyes.

Mao Tong grinned and left as well.

Only a group of people were left, both embarrassed and angry. That young man's expression became completely gloomy. "Hmph! He's just a Seventh Layer of True Martial Stage. I think he's definitely at the bottom of the pack. I, Xiao Hao, am willing to follow you because I'm giving you face. What the hell is this? Pui!"

"Let's go. We'll try our luck at the Mystery Sect again. Many people have already accepted enough people."

"Let's go, I must go in. I will definitely surpass this guy in the Desolate Continent."

Someone shook his head secretly. That young Seventh Layer of True Martial Stage was a seeded fighter. At least, he had the combat strength of an Eighth Layer of True Martial Stage. That was a genius! He was the target of the Nine Great Clans, but in fact, it was so easy to surpass him!

"Brother, are you really not going to accept two servants? Actually, I think it's quite interesting." Mao Tong muttered as he drank from the wine jug.

"I..." Zuo Yu was about to say something when a clear voice came from the side.

"Young master, you haven't accepted any servants into the Desolate Continent yet? Do you think I can do it?" A handsome young man in green asked timidly. His eyes were bright and filled with anticipation.

"Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage? I'm only a Seventh Layer of True Martial Stage. You want to be my servant?" Zuo Yu said with a faint smile. His eyes sparkled. His first reaction was that someone had discovered him and came to test him. His Heaven Seizing Spell was extremely sensitive. This person's divine strength was extremely strong. He was probably at least in the top 50 of the Holy List, or perhaps even stronger.

"I came from a very far place and missed the competition." The young man lowered his head and said, like a child who had made a mistake, "I want to go to the Desolate Continent, I can help you." The young man said seriously.

"No way, it's really a Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage?" Mao Tong looked at it for a while, then he finally said, "Brother, this is a good helper." Mao Tong was also a bit simple-minded. He had never thought of anything.

"Can I?" The young man looked at Zuo Yu with a clear look in his eyes.

Zuo Yu could not refuse this look. It reminded him of Qingqing's serious expression. He was full of expectation, "Okay." Zuo Yu nodded. He also found a reason for himself. Everyone had servants. If he didn't have one, wouldn't that be too different? He didn't want to attract attention.

"Really? Hehe, thank you, you're a good person." The youth was incomparably surprised.

"I..." Zuo Yu was speechless. Fine, I am a good person.

"Master, my name is Lian Qing. What about you?" The young man was a little embarrassed. Only now did he remember to introduce himself.

"Bai Yu." Zuo Yu said.

The group of three returned to the Xuanji Sect. The young man briefly registered and then became Zuo Yu's servant. He then followed Zuo Yu back to the courtyard.

The Profound Theory Sect was a first-rate power, and its area of influence was very vast. The one thousand seeded contestants were all independent courtyards, but the ones ranked in the top were larger and better.

The courtyard Zuo Yu was in was very ordinary. Next to him was Mao Tong's courtyard. Both of them had Eighth Layer of True Martial Stage combat strength, and they were ranked in the top seven hundred. Naturally, they could only stay in an ordinary courtyard.

The young man went to clean up his own house as soon as he arrived. He had been cleaning up his house for half a day, but Zuo Yu didn't pay any attention to him. In any case, he was never used to being served.

Since he had nothing better to do, Zuo Yu began to meditate in his room. He was slowly circulating the Heaven Seizing Spell. He put more of his heart and energy into comprehending the surrounding air. He could feel the agile wind elements. The active fire elements, the gentle water elements... He vaguely remembered that the last time when his speed increased drastically, it was these elements that helped him. How could he fuse them and use them?

Time slowly passed. The night quietly arrived. Zuo Yu leisurely opened his eyes.

There was a faint movement next door. The youth had not rested yet. He had never seen a servant like this before. Even if it was an act, it shouldn't be like this, right? From start to finish, he actually didn't pay any attention to him.

Zuo Yu's eyes flashed with a bright light. It was time to make things clear. Zuo Yu disappeared from the room in a flash.

"Who is it?!" The young man's cold voice was heard from the room. A fierce attack was launched out from the room. This attack had displayed his strength. It was similar to what Zuo Yu had guessed. He had at least the combat strength of a top 50 Holy List.

This kind of combat strength was much stronger than the one thousand men leader, Tie Ta. In fact, this attack alone was enough to destroy Tie Ta. However, it wasn't enough to deal with Zuo Yu.

Zuo Yu's expression was cold. He threw out a punch, and all of the young man's attacks dissipated. He even sent the young man flying with a single punch. The young man crashed into the wall in a panic. His face turned pale. He felt as if his arm had been broken. He had almost no power to resist.

Before the young man could even catch his breath, Zuo Yu had pressed his elbow on his neck, pressing him against the wall.

The young man felt another huge force pressing down on his throat. He could no longer breathe, and he did not dare to move. He felt that if he moved slightly, his neck would break.

"Who are you?" Zuo Yu's eyes were cold as he spoke in a calm voice.

"Click..." The young man didn't say anything, he just looked at Zuo Yu with grievance. Tears fell down from his eyes, and the more he cried, the more sad he became. His face was extremely pale, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Zuo Yu slightly frowned. His fighting speed was very fast. It had only been 0.2 seconds, and his eyes didn't have any focus during the battle. He did not care who his opponent was. What he needed to do was to kill or subdue the enemy.

However, at this moment, he also realized that this young man was simply a young girl. Right now, she only had a revealing veil on her body, and her hair was still covered with dewdrops. Clearly, she had just taken a bath.

Zuo Yu slightly relaxed his strength, allowing the young girl to breathe lightly. However, he did not let go. If it was an enemy, he would not hesitate to kill no matter how beautiful the woman was. This woman had too many flaws, and she had already discovered his true strength. Since he had come, then he would get to the bottom of this once and for all.