Chapter 1532 Iceberg Beauty

"Junior Sister Tan, don't pay attention to them. Look at their clothes. They are obviously menial disciples. They may have got a low-level inscription from somewhere and came here to exchange it for a Taoist talisman. Si Tu Reading.\nＣＯＭ"

The disgusted voice of the female inscription master attracted the attention of some people outside the gate.

Without exception, seeing that they were just menial disciples, these people showed a look of disregard in their eyes.

Among them, a man wearing three silver badges walked directly to the woman and said a few words, then put his hand on the former's waist.

The man was no less than 40 years old, ugly, sallow and thin, with a heavy dark circle under his eyes. It was obvious that he indulged too much in sex. The fingers on the woman's waist were still rubbing something.

"Has Senior Brother Liu already engraved a top-grade rune? Don't forget that you promised to give him a top-grade rune."

"Haha, Senior Brother, of course I won't forget. I'll take you to my place in a while to open your eyes."

He glanced proudly at Ye Feng and the other two, and the two hugged each other and walked into the Inscription Hall.

"Ugh..."

Looking at the backs of the two, Yuan Ning really made a vomiting expression.

Ye Feng was not surprised. People die for money, and birds die for food. The greater the benefits, the dirtier the place.

"Stop, I'll tell you in advance that non-inscription masters must bring inscriptions to enter. If you don't have an inscription, even outer disciples will be driven out."

A black-faced man stood at the door, and he stopped the three people and said with his nose up.

"We come here, of course we have inscriptions."

Ye Feng said lightly, and then his palm flashed in front of the black-faced man.

"It's true. Let's go in."

The black-faced man said in a muffled voice. Just now, he had seen three shining inscriptions. He could only slowly move his feet and make way.

Ye Feng led the two people and stepped into the gate with his head held high.

As soon as he entered the Inscription Hall, Ye Feng's face changed slightly. He felt a little strange. The whole hall was filled with a gentle atmosphere, which made him concentrate a lot of his mental power.

In the luxurious hall, there were a dazzling array of colorful spiritual lights.

There were many inscription masters sitting in groups of three or two, or sitting alone. In addition, there was a long queue in the center of the hall.

At the end of the queue, there was a counter that was half the height of a person. A young woman with outstanding temperament was busy at the counter with her head down.

This woman was also wearing a black inscription master's robe, but the hem revealed her snow-white ankles, which aroused infinite reverie.

Even Ye Feng's eyes were attracted to it, and he couldn't help but look at the young woman a few more times.

"Next."

After a long while, the young woman raised her head, brushed her long hair behind her ears, and revealed an extremely stunning face.

"Sister Luo... Sister Luo Mi, I have a second-level inscription here. I want to exchange it for a Taoist talisman. Please check the quality."

At the front of the line was a young man. When he saw the peerless beauty on the counter, his face suddenly turned red. He lowered his eyes and did not dare to look directly at the woman's face. He even stuttered when he spoke.

"That... is Luo Mi, the most beloved granddaughter of the Inner Sect's Great Elder. Although she is only a third-grade inscription master, it is said that she has successfully engraved a third-level inscription. She just didn't take the fourth-grade inscription master assessment."

"Brother Ye, don't look at her like that. She is the dream lover of countless people. Even the Prince's Mansion, the Inscription Master Guild, and the Tianyuan Sect have a lot of suitors... It's not something that we, the menial disciples, can get involved with..."

Wang Yuwei was also a little ashamed of himself and whispered in Ye Feng's ear.

A flash of realization flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

No wonder he felt a little strange when he entered the hall. Almost all the young male warriors in the hall focused their eyes on Luo Mi.

Only when the latter raised his head did he hastily retract his eyes and pretended to look around casually.

The wretched middle-aged man surnamed Liu had never moved his shining eyes away from Luo Mi since he entered the hall.

However, when Luo Mi looked up, he hastily let go of the hand that was kneading the waist of the woman beside him, and stood there seriously.

"It is a second-level low-grade inscription, which can be exchanged for... well, seven Taoist talismans."

Using a small magic circle on the counter, after a simple operation, Luo Mi has already detected the strength of the talisman light of the inscription. After saying something, he waved to a maid beside him.

The young man was stunned for a moment.

"Thank...thank you, senior sister."

Until the warriors in the queue behind urged him repeatedly, this man followed the maid happily to the side of the hall, and before leaving, he did not forget to look back at Luo Mi reluctantly.

"Next one."

...

While waiting boredly, Ye Feng secretly observed the environment in the inscription hall and had a general understanding of the inscription masters of Diyuan Sect.

Most of the inscription masters wandering around the hall were of the second rank, and there were less than ten third rank inscription masters wearing black inscription robes.

As for the fourth-grade inscription masters, none of them were seen.

"It seems... the inscription strength of our sect is not very strong."

Ye Feng had a trace of doubt in his heart.

In the entire Shenwu, Jinhua Shangcheng is known as the city with the second most inscription masters, and Diyuan Sect is the second largest sect in Shangcheng. The number of inscription masters is somewhat inconsistent with the reputation.

"Shh... keep your voice down. If others hear you, we will be in trouble."

Wang Yuwei hurriedly winked at Ye Feng and explained quietly: "Real inscription masters usually practice in the inner sect and will not easily show their talents. There are no less than ten fourth-grade inscription masters in our sect."

Ye Feng's face was slightly stunned.

A fourth-grade inscription master is considered to be famous in the entire Jinhua Shangcheng.

What's more terrifying is that there are intertwined relationships behind the inscription masters, which is enough to make many forces wary.

I really didn't expect that Diyuan Sect actually has more than a dozen inscription masters...

"Second-level superior quality inscriptions, not bad, can be exchanged for... twelve Taoist talismans."

While the two were talking, Luo Mi's light and ethereal voice rang out again. The man surnamed Liu who had walked in earlier was smiling, and his eyes kept sweeping across Luo Mi's chest.

"Hmm?"

Feeling the man's obscene gaze, Luo Mi frowned, and a cold snort spurted out of her nostrils. This light movement instantly made her whole person feel as cold as an iceberg.

The man surnamed Liu was startled immediately, and hurriedly lowered his head and followed the maid next to him and walked away.

On his drooping face, cold sweat was already flowing.

Luo Mi is a famous iceberg beauty, and with the super background of the great elder of the inner courtyard, anyone who is targeted by her is tantamount to seeking death...