"What? From your tone, it sounds like you are dissatisfied with my Jiuyoumen?"
The elder of Jiuyou Sect, who was called Senior Hong, became serious when he heard the words of the vice-president of the Mercenary Guild.
"Hahaha, Senior Hong, are you kidding me!"
Seeing that Senior Hong was angry, the vice president of the Mercenary Guild quickly patted Senior Hong on the shoulder.
"take away!"
Senior Hong scolded angrily.
"You can touch my shoulder? Are you confused about the situation?"
"If our young sect master wasn't interested in the dragon's corpse, would our Nine Nether Sect need to cooperate with second-rate forces like you?"
To be fair, only Jiuyoumen, a top power in the entire Jiuyou Continent, would say this to the mercenary guild.
You know, the president of the Mercenary Guild is, after all, a person who is halfway to the realm of sainthood...
"Hehe...hehe...what you said makes sense."
The vice-president of the Mercenary Guild smiled bitterly and quickly took his hand off the other party's shoulder.
It was also at this time.
Senior Hong's eyes moved slightly.
"The young master is here..."
As he spoke softly, everyone in Jiuyoumen turned to a certain direction.
Everyone, including Senior Hong, knelt down and worshiped...
"What the hell? What is this? A cult?"
Looking at the formation of the Nine Nether Gates, Xia Fukun suddenly became a little confused.
It was also at this time.
The ground where Xia Fukun and others were standing began to tremble.
Xia Fukun grabbed Ye Qingwan's hand and looked in the direction where the eyes of those from Jiuyoumen touched.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
As the sound gets closer and closer.
Everyone saw two Behemoth beasts, carrying a huge sedan, galloping towards the crowd. Although it was extremely fast, the sedan did not bump at all.
"Oh my God! It's actually the Behemoth!"
"Isn't that a peak eighth-level monster??? How could it be a coolie like a bearer..."
"Is it the mysterious young master of the Nine Nether Sect?"
As sparse discussions rang out around him, Xia Fukun casually grabbed a casual cultivator next to him who was at the peak of his martial arts.
"Brother, is Jiuyoumen very strong?"
Xia Fukun asked curiously.
"Who are you calling buddy?!"
The casual cultivator was pulled by Xia Fukun and immediately became a little unhappy. Why are you so casually dating relatives? At that time, he waved away Xia Fukun's hand and said something dissatisfied.
"Hey?"
Xia Fukun was confused at that time. I'm afraid you are a little confused about the situation, right
The aura of the middle stage of divine power enveloped the casual cultivator like a tide.
"The realm of divine power?"
The casual cultivator was stunned for a moment and immediately became depressed.
"Brother, please spare your life!"
"Ha! Say it quickly!"
Xia Fukun didn't bother to argue with a warrior in the realm of bravery. Put away your breath and look at the other person.
"Don't you even know about Jiuyoumen?"
The casual cultivator felt that Xia Fukun had taken back his breath and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, seeing that Xia Fukun seemed to be angry again, he quickly said:
"The Nine Nether Sect is the most mysterious force in the Nine Nether Continent. In the entire Nine Nether Sect, there are even those who are even half-step into becoming a Saint!"
"So strong?"
Xia Fukun originally thought that the Jiuyou Prefecture royal family where Guiying and Chu Tian were located were already the top forces on the Jiuyou Continent, but he didn't expect that another Jiuyou Sect would come out now.
"Of course! And the Jiuyou Sect is not only mysterious and powerful. It is also the richest force in the entire Jiuyou Continent. Existences like the Red Maple Chamber of Commerce cannot even compare to theirs."
"So rich?"
Xia Fukun's eyes wandered. His eyes looking at the sedan suddenly became hot.
He felt that he should be able to make friends with the young sect leader of the Nine Nether Sect.
After all, a person is not rich if he is rich, but he is rich if he makes the people around him rich!
It was also after Xia Fukun communicated with the casual cultivator.
The two Behemoth beasts have arrived at Jiuyoumen, and the sedan is placed lightly on the ground. One of the Behemoth beasts gently opened the curtain on the sedan chair.
Under the gaze of everyone, a foot wearing a white boot poked out.
"Young Master!"
Elder Hong and others rushed to greet him.
It was also at this time that the owner of the white boots came into view.
The young master of the Nine Nether Sect is wearing white clothes. Not to mention her fair skin, her face is as sharp as a knife and an axe. The two eyebrows are thick and heavy, and they are slanted upwards, creating a kind of sword-sharp eyebrows. Underneath, there is a pair of slightly sunken eyebrows. His eyes are as bright as amber.
He had a kind and harmless smile on his face.
That was an appearance that even Ye Qingwan would be jealous of.
Xia Fukun looked at it and frowned even more.
Why does this guy look so similar to Daniel Wu? Originally, Xia Fukun was at a disadvantage because of his appearance and relied entirely on his temperament to win girls. Now that his appearance, temperament, and wealth have all been compared to others, then the only advantage he has left is the demon refining system
"Elder Hong, why are there so many people?"
The young master of the Nine Nether Sect came out and found hundreds of people surrounding him. At that time, he frowned slightly.
"Back to the Young Master, the news was delivered by the mercenary guild, so as a resource sharing, they will also participate together. As for other forces, including those casual cultivators, they came here after hearing the news."
Xia Fukun felt more and more that the Nine Nether Sect was a cult. How could any elder speak with a hint of excitement when talking to the young sect leader, as if a fan had met his idol
"That's all, let's do it this time. Remember next time, our Jiuyoumen does not need to cooperate with outside forces."
Xia Fukun's ear was amazing, and when he heard the words of the young sect leader of Jiuyou Sect, he was not happy at that time.
"You're bragging! If Jiuyoumen is not afraid of the Dragon Clan, does it still need to cooperate with other forces to reduce losses?"
When Xia Fukun said this, the surroundings were quiet.
When Elder Hong heard this, his eyebrows exploded with anger.
"Who's talking!"
Xia Fukun curled his lips. Only a fool would tell you that it was me who was talking.
However…
Not waiting for Xia Fukun's reaction.
The young master of the Nine Nether Sect appeared in front of Xia Fukun like a ghost.
"Were you questioning Jiuyoumen just now?"
"Haha, you came quite quickly!"
Xia Fukun cursed in his heart, but said:
"not me."
When the young master of Jiuyou Sect heard Xia Fukun's words, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smacked Xia Fukun with a palm.
Xia Fukun: "?"
How do you say that you just take action
At that time, he exchanged palms with the young sect leader of Jiuyou Sect. The young sect leader of Jiuyou Sect was not much different in age from him, and Xia Fukun had never suffered a loss at the hands of his peers.
Then this palm goes down.
The young master of Jiuyou Sect did not move at all, but Xia Fukun fell back several meters and vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Huh?"
The young master of Jiuyou Sect let out a confused sound.
Among his peers, no one had ever been able to withstand his palm. He couldn't help but be a little curious about Xia Fukun.
"I am the young master of the Jiuyou Sect, Feiyang, who are you?"
As soon as he heard the words of the young master of Jiuyou Sect, Xia Fukun was immediately confused.
We are all from Jiuyou Continent, why is your name in traditional Chinese so outstanding
Xia Fukun pondered for a moment and then gave a fist to the young master of Jiuyou Sect:
"Don't change your name when you're working, don't change your surname when you're sitting down."
"I am: Yang Yao!"