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Chapter 3581

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"It's alright. You are both my friends and disciples of the Golden Crow Peak. I have to think for you!" Zhao Yuande waved his hand and looked at Monkey. "Monkey! Thank you for helping Junior Brother Zhuang control the bloodline in his body. "

"I've also benefited from it. Senior Brother Zhuang has also passed on a bit of the power of the mantra to me. Now, I can perfectly fuse with my bloodline and display a strength that is several times stronger than before!" The monkey revealed a rare smile.

"Mm! That's good! "Zhao Yuande nodded.

"In a few days, the sect will be open. You can go and select some disciples. But remember, no matter how talented they are, the most important thing is their temperament!" Zhao Yuande nodded and said, "If they are not talented, they can work hard. However, if their temperament is not good, they may bring disaster to our sect!"

"Don't worry, peak master. We have been in Zhongzhou for many years. We are good at judging people!" Ke Liangliang nodded.

"Mm! If you have any problems, discuss them with Fang Zhongping. Although he is not as powerful as you, he is the eldest senior brother of the Golden Crow Peak. If you are disrespectful to him, you are disrespectful to me. Don't blame me for exercising my authority as a peak master! "Zhao Yuande said.

"No, no …"

These days, the Ulti-mystery Sect had changed a lot.

The various mountain peaks had already contributed all of their divine abilities.

A towering Super Powers Hall appeared on the original Sect Leader's Peak. The Super Powers Hall was divided into six levels.

On the first level, there were some ordinary super powers that could be borrowed and cultivated by anyone.

On the second level, there were some intermediate super powers from the ordinary peaks. From this level onwards, contribution points were required.

On the third level, there were advanced super powers from the most powerful peaks. From this level onwards, contribution points were required.

However, if an inner disciple worked hard and completed the sect's missions, he could earn enough contribution points in three years.

Three years was just enough to test a disciple's loyalty.

On the other hand, ordinary Elders and some of the previous Peak Masters would only need a few months.

On the fourth level, there were some special super powers. They were powerful and unique to the Ulti-mystery Sect. They were the secrets of the eight peaks.

The contribution points required for these mystical abilities were more stringent. Inner sect disciples might need ten years to learn them.

The fifth level was the inheritance of the Kun Peng that Zhao Yuande had contributed.

The specific details of the cultivation of the Kun Peng Inheritance still required Zhao Yuande's approval, so the amount of contribution points needed was not announced yet.

The sixth level was overseen by a few Grand Elders. They were responsible for guarding these divine abilities and would occasionally appear to guide the disciples to choose a divine ability that was suitable for them.

At this time, the Ulti-mystery Sect was thriving. Everyone in the sect was cultivating diligently and making contributions to the sect in exchange for contribution points.

"It's finally starting to look like something!" Zhao Yuande could feel the atmosphere in the sect and couldn't help but nod slightly with a gratified look on his face.

He left the Ulti-mystery Sect through the teleportation array. Soon, he arrived at the Saint City and entered the Demonic Spirit Palace.

He wanted to exchange for some magical powers in the Demon Spirit Palace to make up for the lack of high-level magical powers in the Ulti-mystery Sect. At the same time, he wanted to help the Ke siblings find a way to activate the bloodline of the War Blood Race.

Moreover, ever since he obtained the cultivation experience of the Divine Martial Mental State, his desire for the Panwu Mental Ape Technique to cultivate the mental state grew even more!

He also had an idea about the 36 drops of blood essence of the Kun Peng. If he could exchange for the 36 drops of blood essence of the Kun Peng, there would be a few people in the Ulti-mystery Sect who could truly cultivate the Kun Peng's Nine Variants!

Of course, even if he exchanged for the 36 drops of blood essence, he wouldn't easily take them out. He would secretly observe the people in the Ulti-mystery Sect.

Who was qualified to obtain the blood essence of the Kun Peng and cultivate the Kun Peng's Nine Variants?

In this way, the contribution points required for the Demonic Spirit Palace were absolutely astronomical. He didn't know how many contribution points Xuan Wujing had earned for him during this time!

In the Demonic Spirit Palace, Zhao Yuande contacted Xuan Wujing. Xuan Wujing replied that he was doing a mission outside and would take a few days to return.

Zhao Yuande went to the Redemption Hall and began to search carefully.

"Contribution points … What a good thing!" After a while, he began to sigh.

He chose many of the Divine Abilities that he liked, but at first glance, they all required tens of millions of contribution points!

He also found what he wanted. The method to activate the bloodline of the War Blood Tribe and even the Divine Abilities of the War Blood Tribe were available here. The former wasn't expensive and only required 100,000 contribution points, while the Divine Abilities of the War Blood Tribe also required tens of millions of contribution points!

If he went all out to do missions, it would take him a year. It was really a waste of time. It would be great if he had a few more coolies like Xuan Wujing!

Just as Zhao Yuande was sighing, a familiar voice rang in his ears, "Brother Zhao!"

"Miss Shui!" Zhao Yuande sighed in his heart and raised his head to look at her.

Shui Mutian's decision made him unhappy. He was a person who always kept his promises and hated people who didn't keep their promises.

Previously, they had promised to guard the Golden Crow Peak for three years, but in less than a year, they changed their minds because of the harem faction and the Wild Saint King Mansion.

This kind of people who didn't keep their promises, no matter how strong they were, he was too lazy to pay attention to them.

Of course, he also felt a little sorry for Shui Ling 'er. After all, they had gone through life and death together and had helped him. Now that he had cut off all ties with the Shui Family, Shui Ling' er would definitely not feel good.

"Brother Zhao! I'm sorry! I didn't know that father would do this, I didn't know that the family would make such a decision. I'm really sorry! "Shui Ling 'er's eyes were filled with tears.

"I don't blame you, this matter has nothing to do with you! It's just that the matter between me and the Shui Family, you don't have to take it to heart. We are still friends! "Zhao Yuande said with a faint smile.

"But … my family …" When Shui Ling 'er heard Zhao Yuande say this, she felt even more sorry for him. She finally couldn't help but cry.

"Family is family, individuals are individuals, unless you don't want to be friends with me!" Zhao Yuande raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Shui Ling's face and said with a smile, "In fact, I was too impulsive at that time. I know that your Shui Family also has its own difficulties. Your aunt should be one of the favored concubines in the harem!"

Shui Ling 'er's body trembled as she felt the other party's fingers brush across her cheeks, causing her face to suddenly turn red.

However, she knew that Zhao Yuande was just comforting her and didn't have any special meaning. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her heart.

Of course, this little change in her heart disappeared in an instant. Shui Ling 'er felt even more guilty in her heart.

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