"Who are these guys?"
Lu Ming asked curiously.
Those five young men and women actually needed Sect Leader Wang and the rest to accompany them.
"Don't speak if you don't know anything!"
The one who spoke wasn't Han Ziling, but the seventh-level Divine Lord youth.
His name was Qi Ping, and he was the number one expert among the younger generation of Feng City Sword Sect. He was stronger than Han Ziling, Wang Zhangke, and the rest.
He cast a cold glance at Lu Ming and continued, "If you don't know anything, don't spout nonsense. Be careful not to get yourself into big trouble. Those few geniuses are external help that the sect leader has invited from outside. All of them are from powerful clans on the Primordial Ten Thousand Clans List. Furthermore, they are not ordinary clans. They are ranked at least within the top three thousand!"
"So they are external aid!"
Lu Ming said in a low voice, not even looking at Qi Ping.
"This kid …"
Qi Ping's eyes flashed coldly when he saw that Lu Ming actually dared to ignore him.
He was the number one genius of Feng City Sword Sect. He had a bright future. When the disciples of Feng City Sword Sect saw him, which one of them wasn't respectful? Lu Ming, a disciple who appeared out of nowhere, actually dared to ignore him. In his opinion, this was an insult to him.
Of course, his tone wasn't friendly. He felt that reprimanding Lu Ming was something he should do.
"Hmph, you dare to ignore me? You will regret it!"
Qi Ping snorted coldly in his heart. He then looked at the five external aid geniuses and immediately put on a smile on his face. He went forward and cupped his fists. "Junior Qi Ping greets Brother Han and Brother Yan."
Mm!
The five young men and women casually glanced at Qi Ping and faintly grunted. They didn't put Qi Ping in their eyes at all.
In their eyes, the so-called genius of the Fengdu Sword Sect could not withstand a single blow.
If Feng City Sword Sect hadn't paid a huge price to invite them, they wouldn't even bother to come here.
Being looked down upon by the five external aid geniuses, Qi Ping's face was still full of smiles. He nodded and bowed like a servant.
"What a disgrace!"
Han Ziling snorted coldly. Her face didn't look good.
Feng City Sword Sect's number one genius acting like this had embarrassed the entire Feng City Sword Sect.
"Qi Ping, step down!"
Sect Leader Wang couldn't stand it anymore and said.
"Sect Leader, it's fine. I'll accompany Brother Han and the others!"
Qi Ping shamelessly refused to leave.
In his opinion, this was a rare opportunity. As long as he could befriend these geniuses from the big clans, he would have a meteoric rise in the future.
Seeing this, Sect Leader Wang's face darkened.
"Done!"
Sect Leader Wang said, attracting everyone's attention.
"The resource alliance will be held in three days. Every faction will send out 16 geniuses to participate in the competition. My Fengdu Sword Sect will send you guys!"
"The resource alliance is related to the resources of the Plentiful City Sword Sect for a long time in the future. It is related to the development of the sect. Therefore, this time, you must do your best to bring glory to the sect!"
"We will do our best!"
Han Ziling and the others shouted.
The five sky-prides looked on indifferently. Their eyes were filled with disdain and mockery.
From their point of view, the Plentiful City Sword Sect would have to rely on them for this resource alliance.
Relying on the Fengdu Sword Sect? The highest was only seventh-level Divine Lord? What was the use of that?
Among the five of them, the one with the lowest cultivation was an eighth-level Divine Lord.
"Alright, let's go!"
Sect Leader Wang announced.
This time, the resource alliance was held on a planet called Grain Planet.
Gulu Star, Alliance City, was the place where the resource alliance would be held every time.
After they arrived, there was still a day before the resource alliance would begin. They stayed in a vast palace. This was the encampment of the Plentiful City Sword Sect in the Alliance City.
The Alliance City was bustling. Lu Ming and Han Ziling had just arrived, so they naturally walked around. When they returned to their residence in the evening, they were blocked by a few people.
They were the five sky-prides.
Now, Lu Ming already knew which clans the five sky-prides were from.
Two of them were from the Sacred Heart Clan.
The Sacred Heart Clan was ranked 1790th on the List of Ten Thousand Primitive Clans.
The other three were from the Purple-eyed Golden Goose Clan. They were ranked 1930 on the List of Ten Thousand Primitive Clans.
They were all from the top 2,000 clans and were famous in the Primitive Universe. Their clan talents were strong, and they were full of sky-prides.
Among the five, one was an eighth-level Divine Lord, three were ninth-level Divine Lords, and a young man from the Sacred Heart Clan who was a Quasi-Emperor.
He was not an ordinary Quasi-Emperor but a Quasi-Emperor sky-pride with strong combat power. His name was Han Feng.
Han Feng looked at Han Ziling with a burning gaze.
"Miss Ziling, what a coincidence. We are going to have a drink and a meal. Why don't we go together?"
Han Feng said, his evil eyes sweeping over Han Ziling's body unscrupulously.
Han Ziling was very beautiful, but she had a heroic spirit that made people want to conquer her.
Han Ziling's face darkened. She felt uncomfortable being stared at.
"Sorry, I'm tired. I want to go back and rest!"
Han Ziling said.
Obviously, this was an excuse. Would a Divine Lord be tired so easily?
As expected, Han Feng's face darkened.
"Han Ziling, what do you mean by this? Do you take us for fools? You're tired? Haha, Brother Feng is giving you face by asking you to go for a meal. Don't be so shameless. You should know that even your Sect Leader is polite in front of us! "
Another young man from the Sacred Heart Clan said coldly.
Han Ziling's face darkened. The other party was a sky-pride from a large clan. She could not afford to offend him.
However, Han Feng obviously had bad intentions toward her. She definitely did not want to go with Han Feng. Otherwise, it would be more dangerous.
"Sorry, Miss Ziling has already agreed to go for a meal with me. You're late!"
Lu Ming interrupted.
Instantly, a few cold gazes landed on Lu Ming. There was disdain and warning in their eyes.
"Kid, is there something wrong with your brain or you don't know how to appreciate kindness? Get lost! "
Another young man from the Sacred Heart Clan said coldly.
Although Han Feng did not say anything, his eyes were very cold.
If it was an ordinary person, they would have known how to appreciate kindness.
However, Lu Ming did not know how to appreciate kindness.
"Miss Ziling, let's go. I'll cook for you personally!"
Lu Ming did not look at Han Feng and the rest. He smiled at Han Ziling and walked toward the door.
Han Ziling understood and hurriedly followed him.
"Kid, you're courting death!"
Another young man from the Sacred Heart Clan said coldly. A cold murderous intent broke out from his body and rushed toward Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold and was about to strike.
"Everyone, please calm down!"
Sect Leader Wang's figure flashed, and he quickly stopped the group.
With the Emperor God around, they naturally could not make a move.
"Sect Leader Wang, this is the disciple of your Fengdu Sword Sect? He's really arrogant and condescending!"
Han Feng said coldly.
Sect Leader Wang smiled bitterly. He did not expect that Lu Ming and Han Feng would go against each other even before the resource alliance agreement began.
He did not want to offend either of them.
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