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Chapter 3730

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The thirty-sixth monastery's competition would be held the day after tomorrow. At this time, all the major figures were gathering in the Ying Tian Sect's ancestral land.

The Wood race's Mu Chen had quite a few followers, and many of them had come for him. Otherwise, with just the patriarch's face, he wouldn't have been able to invite so many major figures.

For example, the Heavenless Sect's patriarch, the Ten Extinction Palace's master, and the Azure Cloud Path's Dao Master. They were all formidable existences that could stand on the same level as the patriarch.

No one knew better than the patriarch why these people had come.

Those major figures constantly appeared, drawing gasps of admiration. But Gu Fei just smiled. With all these fellows gathered, it would save him a lot of trouble.

He hadn't expected so many major figures to come watch. When the time came, he would completely wipe them all out and make those Wood race fellows cough up blood.

Whether it was the Ten Extinction Palace or the Azure Cloud Path, they weren't any weaker than the Ying Tian Sect. In fact, the Azure Cloud Path was even stronger than the Ying Tian Sect.

"It seems that Mu Chen wants to use the Ying Tian Sect's thirty-sixth monastery's competition to gather his followers. What is he planning?"

Gu Fei vaguely guessed that something major was about to happen.

Whatever Mu Chen wanted to do had nothing to do with him. Time passed. He remained in his courtyard the entire time, not leaving. The twelve Elders were also obediently waiting in the courtyard.

Gu Fei had used Yang Zhan to place a kind of restriction on their bodies. Their lives were in the hands of a single thought from Gu Fei.

Shangguan Feixiong was extremely depressed. He had always wanted to spread the news that the thirty-sixth monastery was under Yang Zhan's control, but he had never had the chance.

That was because the other Elders and disciples were constantly watching him.

What made Shangguan Feixiong feel even more despair was that the twelve Elders were constantly using their divine senses to lock onto him. If anything happened to him, they would immediately notice.

The monastery's Elders also had no choice. Their lives were in Yang Zhan's hands. Unless they weren't afraid of death, they were extremely afraid of death.

Night descended, and heaven and earth became silent. Although there were many cultivators in the Ying Tian Sect's ancestral land, no one made the slightest sound.

Cultivators also needed to rest and cultivate.

The Ancestral Ground of Ying Tian Sect was also a rare treasure land. Spiritual energy gathered here and the density of the spiritual energy was very high. For cultivators, this kind of place was naturally a holy land for cultivation.

Many people took this opportunity to cultivate in the Azure Dragon Pearl Spitting Land for a few days.

For an ordinary cultivator, being able to cultivate in such a holy land was definitely a great fortune.

The night passed uneventfully. On the second day, when the sun was high up in the sky, Gu Fei finally opened his eyes. At this time, Yang Zhan walked in from outside with a plate of immortal fruits in his hands.

Because of the concentration of spiritual energy in the Ying Tian Ancestral Land, the immortal fruits here contained more spiritual energy than other places.

Especially those immortal herbs on Ying Tian Ancestral Mountain. Even the most ordinary immortal herb on the mountain was tens of thousands of years old.

This was because the Spirit Qi in the Ancestral Mountain was too dense. Any spirit herb that was planted on it for a year was equivalent to hundreds or even thousands of years in other places.

Spiritual energy was very important to the growth of immortal herbs. The age mentioned here was actually referring to the medicinal properties of the immortal herbs.

"Brother Fei, that brat Shangguan Feixiong will cause trouble sooner or later. We can't let him stay here."

Yang Zhan closed the door and placed the plate of fruit on the table beside Gu Fei, then lowered his voice and said.

Gu Fei picked up a red immortal fruit and threw it into his mouth. "What are you afraid of? That brat won't be able to cause any trouble. If I want to, I can take over this place right now."

"As expected, Brother Fei is awesome."

Yang Zhan smiled and gave Gu Fei a thumbs up.

"Play around first, then make a move. That way it won't be so boring." Gu Fei said. The immortal fruits of Ying Tian Sect were not bad, but they were several grades lower than the immortal fruits in his inner world.

Gu Fei glanced at Yang Zhan and frowned.

"Brother Fei, you …"

Yang Zhan was embarrassed by Gu Fei's gaze. He was a straight man and didn't want to be turned gay.

"I'll help you."

Gu Fei directly grabbed Yang Zhan.

Yang Zhan was startled. In the next moment, he felt the world spin around him. Then he found that he and Gu Fei were standing on the shore of a small lake.

This lake was incredible. Immortal energy surged, and immortal light occasionally shot out. Immortal mist covered the surface of the lake, and there seemed to be immortal silhouettes faintly discernible within.

Next to the lake was a fruit tree that Yang Zhan had never seen before. Divine fruits grew on the tree, and yin and yang energy revolved around them.

Yang Zhan looked around dumbfoundedly.

"Get in!"

Gu Fei sent Yang Zhan flying into the lake with a kick.

"Brother Fei, you …"

Yang Zhan was startled and wanted to fly back to the shore. But a moment later, he found that he couldn't fly at all.

Plop.

Yang Zhan fell directly into the lake. In the next moment, he felt pure immortal energy seeping into his body through his pores.

"This …"

Yang Zhan was both startled and delighted. He hastily sat cross-legged in the water and began to cultivate. Soon, the immortal light enveloped him, turning him into an immortal cocoon.

Gu Fei couldn't help but nod. This fellow wasn't bad.

Yang Zhan's cultivation was simply too low, so Gu Fei didn't want to personally take action for the time being. However, with the strength of Yang Zhan's fleshly body, it was impossible for him to withstand the power of a Holy Venerate, or even a Quasi-Supreme-Being.

Therefore, Gu Fei decided to fulfill Yang Zhan's wish. He brought him to the Celestial Transformation Lake in his Inner World and threw him into the Celestial Transformation Lake.

Once his physical body became an immortal, he'd eat an Immortal Transformation Grass and undergo a heavenly tribulation to become an immortal.

"Greetings, master!"

An old man silently appeared behind Gu Fei.

"Mm."

Gu Fei only nodded and didn't say anything.

This old man was the Old Clan Leader of the Meng Clan. At this time, the Old Clan Leader's cultivation base had already broken through to the Semi-Saint Realm, which surprised Gu Fei.

"Watch over that fellow inside."

After saying that, Gu Fei took a step forward and instantly disappeared into the void.

"Yes, master!"

The Old Clan Leader of the Meng Clan hurriedly accepted the order. After Gu Fei left, he stood up and looked at the figure in the Immortal Transformation Lake.

"Just who is this little fellow? He's actually so lucky to catch master's eye and be brought to the Immortal Transformation Lake."

The Meng Clan Lord muttered to himself. It had been a long time since master had brought a stranger into his inner world. Could it be that he wanted to take this little fellow as a disciple?

The Meng Clan Lord was incomparably envious. This little fellow was going to reach the heavens in a single step!

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