As soon as Zhen Pingfan finished speaking, Yu Chanlian's expression froze. Then, he coughed twice awkwardly.
After that, he sent a Sound Transmission to Yu Chanlian. "You rascal, don't judge a gentleman by his small heart! Am I, Yu Chanlian, that kind of person? "
"I'm just being nice! Do you understand? "
"You should be familiar with Moqi Jue. He has a bad temper and is brainless. This time, he has been bragging about his great-grandson, Moqi Hong, in front of everyone."
"Most importantly, he cares about his reputation!"
"You just have to provoke him … Well, casually say that Moqi Hong is worse than a dog's fart in front of Duan Lingtian. I'm sure he won't be able to take it."
"With his bad temper, do you think he'll be able to take it?"
"More importantly, he has a Half Soul High Grade Divine Artifact. He doesn't even need to wait for Moqi World to send it over. It's so convenient."
"Furthermore, although a few other people have come from the Moqi World this time … the strongest among them is only a Lesser God Emperor. He's only a Medium God Emperor and has the highest status. Why would he listen to their advice? "
"Trust me, you're right."
Yu Chanlian paused for a moment as though he had thought of something. He quickly said to Zhen Pingfan, "You rascal, don't tell anyone that I asked you to find someone to win the Half Soul High Grade Divine Artifact from him."
"Also, don't tell anyone that I'm the one who told you that Moqi Hong has only been a Upper God Emperor for less than a hundred years. He hasn't completely stabilized his cultivation yet."
Zhen Pingfan's eyes narrowed slightly when Yu Lanlian said this. A glint flashed across his eyes.
At this time, Yu Chanlian spoke again. "Of course, this is based on the premise that Duan Lingtian has the confidence to defeat Moqi Hong who has just been a Upper God Emperor for less than a hundred years.
Otherwise, what I'm saying is meaningless. "
Zhen Pingfan naturally understood what Yu Chanlian meant.
"Moqi Jue …"
In Zhen Pingfan's mind, the figure of a burly old man appeared. It was the figure of a burly old man with a head of white hair that stood up like a white-haired lion king.
The other party was one of the three Golden Throne Old Ancestors of the Moqi Clan, Moqi Jue.
One of the four God Emperors of the Moqi Aristocratic Family.
Other than the three Golden Throne Old Ancestors of the Moqi World, the current Clan Head of the Moqi World was also a Middle God Emperor.
"That old man actually came personally this time?"
A figure once again appeared in Zhen Pingfan's mind. "I remember that the half-soul high-grade divine artifact in his hand was a spear?"
"Although I don't like spears, as long as half of my soul becomes a complete soul, I can change its shape at any time."
"Ahem … Isn't it too early for me to be thinking about this?"
"I haven't asked Duan Lingtian if he's confident."
'After all, Duan Ling Tian is using the old man's half-soul Prominent Divine Weapon as a wager. If he loses, the old man will definitely skin me alive!'
When he thought of this, Zhen Pingfan finally calmed down.
At this time, Elder Yu Chanlian of the Seven Kills Valley brought Duan Lingtian and the others to the place where they were arranged to stay. There were many mansions in the vast valley.
This was also the place that the Seven Kills Valley had specially prepared for the students of Chunyang School.
There were more than enough mansions in the valley for each person to occupy.
"Elder Zhen, the people from the Moqi World are in that valley."
Just as Zhen Pingfan was about to call Duan Lingtian and ask him if he was confident in defeating a person who had just become a high-level God Emperor, Yu Chanlian's voice rang in his ears again.
It was unclear if Yu Chanlian had done it intentionally or not, but when he was transmitting his voice to Zhen Pingfan, he had subconsciously glanced at another independent valley that was about a mile away.
Zhen Pingfan also looked in that direction, his eyes flashing with a strange light.
"Old Yu, if this succeeds, I …"
Zhen Pingfan transmitted his voice to Yu Chanlian, wanting to promise him some benefits. After all, Yu Chanlian's contribution would not go unnoticed if they really obtained Moqi Jue's high-grade divine artifact.
"Don't, don't …"
Before Zhen Pingfan could finish speaking, Yu Chanlian had already guessed what he was going to say. He hurriedly transmitted his voice to refuse. "As long as you don't mention me after obtaining his high-grade divine artifact, I will be eternally grateful."
"If that barbarian Moqi Jue finds out that it was my idea, won't he skin me alive?"
Yu Chanlian seemed to be still worried. "Elder Zhen, you can't betray me!"
"Of course."
Zhen Pingfan gave Yu Chanlian a deep look. Why hadn't he realized that Yu Chanlian had such a ruthless side to him before?
He remembered …
Moqi Jue had slapped Yu Chanlian more than thirty thousand years ago, right?
How could he still remember a slap from thirty thousand years ago?
Originally, Zhen Pingfan had not forgotten this and had not thought much of it.
However, now that he thought about it, his hair stood on end. He looked at Yu Chanlian with a hint of dread. "Old Yu is too vengeful."
"In the future, either I don't make a grudge with him or I treat him as a mortal enemy!"
For existences below the Godly Monarch Realm, thirty thousand years might not be a big deal. They could just pass it by casually.
However, existences above the Godly Monarch Realm would fight with the heavens every day because of the Millennium Tribulation, hoping that they could successfully survive the next tribulation.
Thirty thousand years meant thirty Millennium Tribulations.
"Everyone, from today until the day you leave this valley, you can cultivate and stay here. If you need anything, you can look for the disciples patrolling the vicinity of the Seven Kills Valley."
"The Seven Kills Valley is known as the Valley of Hospitality."
"The trade meet will be held in half a month. At that time, I will personally lead you to the site of the trade meet."
After bidding farewell to the people of Chunyang School, Yu Chanlian left with Dao Wei and Lin Xilin as the leaders of the various branches of Chunyang School expressed their gratitude.
When Dao Wei left, he still looked at Duan Ling Tian with an unconvinced gaze.
Duan Lingtian did not care about that.
A Medium Godly Emperor was no longer a threat to him.
"What a pity."
Lan Xilin sighed inwardly when he saw Dao Wei leave. He had thought that Duan Lingtian and Dao Wei would fight, but it did not happen in the end.
"However … Is Duan Lingtian so confident that he can defeat Dao Wei? He even dared to bet the Patriarch's half-soul high-quality divine artifact! "
"Also … Why does the Patriarch trust him so much? Isn't he worried that he will lose the half-soul high-quality divine artifact? "
As he thought of this, Lan Xilin's eyes inadvertently swept over Duan Lingtian. His eyes were filled with jealousy and hatred.
The Patriarch doted on him a lot.
However, compared to Duan Lingtian, there was still a gap.
That was a half-soul high-quality divine artifact!
Most importantly:
Duan Lingtian had only been in Chunyang School for a few decades!
"Duan Lingtian, come here for a moment."
Duan Lingtian finally greeted Elder Jingxu, the leader of the Hidden Sword branch, and found a mansion to stay in. The other people of Chunyang School also found their own mansions to stay in. He was about to cultivate when he received a message from Zhen Pingfan.
"Elder Zhen?"
Duan Lingtian was stunned for a moment. Then, he left the mansion he occupied and went to Zhen Pingfan's mansion.
Zhen Pingfan's mansion was nearby. He had also paid attention to the direction where Zhen Pingfan was staying, so it was not difficult to find him now.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
…
As soon as he saw Zhen Pingfan, Duan Lingtian saw Zhen Pingfan casually throw out a few array discs. Layers of arrays that isolated sound, Divine Consciousness, and vision covered the entire mansion in the blink of an eye.
"Elder Zhen, what's the matter?"
Seeing how cautious Zhen Pingfan was, Duan Lingtian's expression changed from calm to solemn.
Zhen Pingfan was so careful. It must be something serious.
"Duan Lingtian."
At this moment, Zhen Pingfan had a lazy smile on his face as he gestured for Duan Ling Tian to sit at the stone table in the front courtyard. Then, he asked with a smile on his face, "You must have become much stronger after becoming a Medium Divine Emperor, right?"
"Otherwise, you wouldn't have openly challenged the three young geniuses of the Seven Kills Valley and bet a Half-soul Superior Divine Weapon. “
Duan Lingtian smiled bitterly at Zhen Pingfan's words. "Elder Zhen, if you have something to say, just say it."
"However, I'm afraid the Half-soul Superior Divine Weapon of the Seven Kills Valley is out of the question … Even if you ask me to challenge the three geniuses, I'm afraid they won't be able to make the decision.
"Let's not talk about the other two geniuses. Just look at Dao Wei. Do you think he will bet with me?
Moreover, he and the other two geniuses don't have the right to decide the Half-soul Superior Divine Weapon. "
Duan Lingtian thought Zhen Pingfan wanted him to challenge Dao Wei and the other two geniuses and force them to bet with him.
"Do you think I asked you to come here because of this?"
Zhen Pingfan couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Do you think I'm that stupid? No matter how you provoke the three of them or even force them to attack you, what's the use? "
"They have a Half-soul Superior Divine Weapon?"
Duan Lingtian smiled awkwardly at Zhen Pingfan's ridicule. "I'm just worried that the temptation of a Half-soul Superior Divine Weapon will make you lose your mind, Elder Zhen."
"However …"
The smile on Duan Lingtian's face gradually faded. "If not for this, why did you ask me to come here?"
Because Zhen Pingfan had asked him about his current strength, he didn't think that Zhen Pingfan wanted to challenge the person in the Seven Kills Valley who had a Half-soul Superior Divine Weapon.
"Forget it."
Zhen Pingfan took a deep breath and stared straight at Duan Lingtian. He asked, "Tell me directly. Do you have the confidence to defeat a Superior Divine Emperor who has only been a Superior Divine Emperor for a hundred years?"
"Before he broke through … his strength should be slightly stronger than Dao Wei and the other three geniuses of the younger generation in the Seven Kills Valley."
"Of course, his strength is limited."
At this point, Zhen Pingfan coughed dryly.
"His strength is limited?"
Seeing Zhen Pingfan's unnatural expression, Duan Lingtian immediately felt that something was amiss. He quickly asked, "How is it limited?"
Zhen Pingfan smiled awkwardly. "Actually, it's nothing much …"
"That person, two hundred years ago, defeated the strongest person of the younger generation in the Seven Kills Valley in ten moves!"
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