Outrageous!
The hand of Sanqing Mountain stretches too far.
Reaching beyond the Four Seas, now the Heavenly chanism Pavilion establishes a sect in the remote Qingli Mountain, yet they want to ddle here too?
Sending a Jade Letter commanding the Heavenly chanism Pavilion to accept all the loose cultivators of Qingli Mountain?
On what grounds?
Wang Yuandao stood up, looking at the scattered fragnts of the Jade Letter, and said seemingly reverently:
"Senior, you destroyed Sanqing Mountain’s Jade Letter, are you planning to defy the decree?"
Jiang Fan stared at him coldly, "Taking a chicken feather for an arrow?"
"Do you think my Heavenly chanism Pavilion is easy to bully?"
Wang Yuandao avoided his gaze, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly, "No."
"This junior is only acting according to Sanqing Mountain’s orders."
"If I have upset you, senior, I apologize."
Ha ha!
Jiang Fan stepped forward and grabbed his collar.
Then he looked around at the others, sneering: "You want to execute Sanqing Mountain’s order?"
"Fine, I’ll send you to the White Bone Alliance."
"They are also in Qingli Mountain and would surely be happy to have you join them."
At the ntion of the White Bone Alliance, several loose cultivators at the Ninth Layer of Core Formation shuddered.
Wang Yuandao’s body also trembled.
When the White Bone Alliance was established, they had, of course, tried to take advantage.
The White Bone Alliance welcod them warmly, smiling as they led them inside, then decapitated dozens.
The survivors had to crawl out, holding the heads in their mouths.
That group was as ruthless as the wicked cults.
To send them there again, they wouldn’t dare even if beaten to death.
"What, afraid?"
"Can’t provoke the White Bone Alliance?"
Jiang Fan threw Wang Yuandao to the ground and said:
"Need to behead a few so you understand that my Heavenly chanism Pavilion isn’t easy to ss with either?"
Wang Yuandao gritted his teeth slightly, saying, "Since the senior says so, we’ll just leave."
"But if Sanqing Mountain asks, senior, do not bla us for reporting truthfully..."
Still threatening!
A cold gleam flashed in Jiang Fan’s eyes, and with a flash of the Purple Sword, he sliced off an arm with a puff sound.
Ah!
Wang Yuandao cried out in pain, clutching his bleeding arm, his face showing fear.
What made his pupils contract even more.
Was a Purple Sword thrusting through the air towards his face.
Where did he dare to waste words further? He bolted away.
The remaining loose cultivators all fled like a swarm.
Jiang Fan recalled the Purple Sword, snorting: "Cowardly and afraid, that’s what they are!"
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master stepped forward, looking at the shattered Jade Letter, and sighed slightly:
"In Taicang State, every inch of land harbors disputes."
Originally wanting to silently develop the Heavenly chanism Pavilion.
Now, however, directly standing in firm opposition to Sanqing Mountain.
Diverging far from the original intention.
Jiang Fan said, "Since we have invited so many experts from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple as Guest Elders, Sanqing Mountain will weigh the situation."
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master nodded.
Hopefully, Sanqing Mountain will be deterred by this.
"Who is that on your back?" the Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master asked in surprise.
Jiang Fan carried a scorched person wrapped in black robes, whose exposed arm was slender, likely a woman.
"Don’t ntion it." Jiang Fan tossed her down and said, "She fell from the sky with a fireball."
"Almost crushed to death."
Hmm?
How could a human fall from the sky?
The Heavenly chanism Pavilion Master couldn’t imagine what kind of scene that would be.
"Find soone to take care of her."
"Co on, everyone misses you greatly."
Jiang Fan looked up to see a sea of familiar faces.
He smiled and said, "Co on, I have sothing to give everyone too."
The group entered an impressive hall.
Jiang Fan first took out two Demon Infant Fruits, giving one each to Fairy Yun Shang and the Slave Heart Demon Emperor.
"You’ve been in the tribulation phase for so ti, your cultivation should be stable now."
"Try to ascend another level by the opening ceremony of the sect."
Fairy Yun Shang accepted it with a smile, she was confident.
With her Sky Fox bloodline absorbing Jiang Fan’s essence, she had already reached the pinnacle of one aperture Demon Emperor.
Taking this fruit, a sure thing.
The Slave Heart Demon Emperor took it with a sense of gratitude: "The Four Seas Demon Emperor and the Sky Demon Emperor have been stuck at one aperture for many years, staying put."
"While I broke through to one aperture for over a month, Sister Yun Shang, less than a month, can both ascend another level."
"One has to marvel at the amazing fortunes of being by the master’s side."
Liu Qingxian glanced jealously at Jiang Fan, lightly biting her lip.
Feeling a tinge of unspoken grievance.
She had known Jiang Fan far earlier than the two female Demon Emperors.
Yet in the end, they received more attention and care from Jiang Fan.
"Qingxian, co here."
Jiang Fan suddenly smiled and beckoned.
Liu Qingxian turned slightly, deliberately ignoring Jiang Fan: "Go appease your female Demon Emperors, no need to mind ."
Poof!
Everyone in the hall struggled to hold back their laughter.
Too many beauties are not necessarily a good thing.
Jiang Fan awkwardly walked over and placed a Sky Ascending Pill in her hand:
"Don’t want even a Sky Ascending Pill?"
"Then I’ll give it to Yue Mingzhu instead."
Hmm?
Liu Qingxian lowered her head and was filled with surprise.
It’s that legendary Spirit Pill?
She quickly held it tightly and said, "I want it, of course I want it!"
Everyone in the hall could no longer laugh, their eyes showing astonishnt.
Gaining a tribulation opportunity?
This is so rare, everyone present knew all too well.
Jiang Fan casually gave such a chance to Liu Qingxian!
Yue Mingzhu crossed her arms, puffing her cheeks: "What about mine?"
"If you forget about , I’ll run back to the Continent right now, and join Gong Caiyi!"
Jiang Fan, both amused and helpless, took out his last Sky Ascending Pill.
Yue Mingzhu ca over with a giggle, grabbing it with joy on her face:
"I knew you wouldn’t forget ."
She tiptoed and gave Jiang Fan a kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you, husband, hehe."
Another one secured a tribulation opportunity.
The experts present, especially those at the Ninth Layer Perfection of Core Formation, looked at Liu Qingxian and Yue Mingzhu standing on either side of Jiang Fan.
And couldn’t help expressing their admiring sighs.
Normally, these two girls would have no hopes for a tribulation opportunity in their lives.
Especially Yue Mingzhu, how many years has she been stuck at the Jiedan Eighth Layer?
Even the Ninth Layer of Core Formation was hard to surpass.
Now, she had hope of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm.
Liu Qingxian needed no ntion, from the daughter of the Nine Sects Qingyun Sect Master, under Jiang Fan’s assistance, she soared higher, surpassing the four Vice Pavilion Masters of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, and was the first to face tribulation.
Hard not to envy.
What’s the saying?
The caliber of Jiang Fan’s won continues to rise.
Jiang Fan then took out two Bodhi Pills, saying: "Attempt the tribulation within three days."
"Don’t have psychological pressure, if you fail, I’ll find more for you."
"Until I help you succeed in overcoming the tribulation."
Yue Mingzhu was overjoyed: "So, I can ascend to the Nascent Soul while lying down?"
Jiang Fan gave her a light scrape on her nose: "Don’t be careless; even with protecting you, tribulation is a dangerous thing."
Yue Mingzhu gave a mysterious smile, saying, "Rest assured, husband."
"I will succeed in the tribulation, and I’ll also help Sister Qingxian succeed!"
Having practiced the Emperor’s Gaze Technique, she could now slightly retrieve heaven’s fate to use for herself.
If a crisis arose during the tribulation, she would intervene in the cosmic fortune.
Together with the Bodhi Pill and Ye Banxia’s jade-carved phoenix chair.
Their tribulation, compared to others, would be much easier.
Though not as exaggeratedly easy as Fairy Yun Shang’s, there shouldn’t be significant problems.
Oh?
Jiang Fan was puzzled, where did Yue Mingzhu get such confidence?
"Uncle Master? Isn’t there any for ?"
Xia Chaoge, dressed in an ink-painted long skirt, stood with her small hands clasped behind her back.
Standing out like a crane in a flock, exceptionally conspicuous.
She smiled as she spoke.
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