Chapter 467
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The news of Yan Chuan signing up to fight against Chen Ping in the Temple of the Gods swept through the entire Julu City.
Some people said that Yan Chuan was overestimating himself, while others said that Chen Ping deserved it.
However, the most interesting thing was the 'Fishing for Fame' sign. Countless cultivators discussed it enthusiastically.
In a large hall on Julu Mountain.
Meng Rongrong listened to the report of Changqing and the other Confucian cultivators.
"Really?" Meng Rongrong said in a low voice.
"Every word is true!" The group of Confucian cultivators nodded.
"All of you are dismissed!" Meng Rongrong took a deep breath and said.
"Yes!" Everyone retreated.
Only Meng Rongrong was left in the hall.
After everyone left, Meng Rongrong slammed her hand on the table. Her eyes were filled with anger.
"Bastard Yan Chuan, do I, Meng Rongrong, have no charm at all? How dare he say that he doesn't have any feelings for me? How dare he say such things after seeing me naked. Bastard, bastard, bastard …! "
Meng Rongrong was furious.
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Julu Academy's main hall, Hall of Julu.
Meng Rongrong's father, Meng Ziqiu, was stroking his white beard as he listened to the report of Elder Yan from the Temple of the Gods.
Beside him stood a clean-shaven man.
"Headmaster, teacher, it's like this!" Elder Yan said respectfully.
"Yue Yi, what do you think?" Meng Ziqiu asked with a smile.
Yue Yi, the headmaster of the left wing of the Julu Academy!
"The timing of the lightning is very strange!" Yue Yi frowned.
"Hahaha, it's just the right time!" Meng Ziqiu said with a smile.
"Yes, I think Yan Chuan did it on purpose!" Yue Yi nodded.
"Yan Chuan? Yan Tao? This father and son reminded me of someone! "Meng Ziqiu said after some thought.
"Oh?" Yue Yi asked curiously.
"Our Julu Academy has been established for fifty thousand years. Every year, we record the major events of the world. There are very few people with the surname Yan. I've flipped through the ancient records and found another expert with the surname Yan!" Meng Ziqiu said with a serious expression.
"Oh?"
Meng Ziqiu handed over a small booklet.
Old Yan wanted to watch, but Meng Ziqiu waved his hand and said, "You may leave."
"Yes!" Old Yan sighed and left.
Yue Yi looked at the booklet.
"Undying Holy Land, Blade Demon's best friend, Yan Zizai?" Yue Yi frowned.
"Back then, Yan Zizai didn't transform into a blood demon. However, I remember that when the Julu Academy investigated the place where Yan Zizai disappeared, they found a ten thousand li sea of blood. This was recorded in the records. A ten thousand li sea of blood, a blood demon? We have no choice but to link them together! "Meng Ziqiu said solemnly.
"Then let them mess around!" Le Yi laughed.
"Yes, let them mess around!" Meng Ziqiu nodded.
"Dean, Sima Yuntian wants to fight for the God Investiture Strategy and open a new academy. Isn't that too much?" Yue Yi frowned.
Meng Ziqiu smiled bitterly and said, "How can I not see it? Let's not talk about it. Let's go and drink! "
"En!" Yue Yi nodded.
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Tiger race's encampment!
Bai Ditian swirled the crystal wine cup in his hand and tasted the wine as he listened to Zuo Wuzhou's report.
"King, I saw it with my own eyes! I was among that group of cultivators! "Zuo Wuzhou said solemnly.
"Heavenly lightning accompanied them?" Bai Ditian narrowed his eyes.
"King, could it be because of the Hundred Saints Righteousness Altar? The Hundred Saints sensed the heavenly lightning? "Zuo Wuzhou asked curiously.
"No, it should be that Yan Chuan!" Bai Ditian narrowed his eyes.
"Yan Chuan?" Zuo Wuzhou said in surprise.
"Continue to investigate!" Bai Ditian said solemnly.
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