After making those harsh remarks, Feng Jiuyou turned around and bumped into Jiang Deng and the others.
Feng Jiuyou: “…”
Thinking that what he had just said was heard by Jiang Deng and the others, his face turned red and he wanted to pretend that he didn't see Jiang Deng and slip away.
But Jiang Deng naturally would not let Feng Jiuyou go so easily. Although Feng Jiuyou didn't say much just now, the meaning contained in his words was clear.
Lin Jun also came, still representing the Taichu Sword Sect to participate in the ranking battle.
Jiang Deng crossed his arms and looked at Feng Jiuyou provocatively, "Oh, it seems your complaint was unsuccessful."
"You, what do you know!"
Feng Jiuyou refused to admit defeat and stubbornly said, "I have already told Master the truth about Lin Jun's sins. Master is just not punishing him for the time being. When I get a good ranking, Master will definitely punish him!"
"cut!"
Jiang Deng scoffed at this. "You're just trying to be a dog and expect respect? You're dreaming!"
Seeing Jiang Deng looking down on him, Feng Jiuyou was furious. He looked around but didn't see Feng Qing, so he took the opportunity to accuse her, "Where's my sister? Where did you take her?"
Jiang Zhiling couldn't stand Feng Jiuyou's rudeness towards Jiang Deng, and said unhappily, "Sister Feng Qing, is there a problem with staying in the human world and becoming the emperor?"
"What?"
Hearing this, Feng Jiuyou suddenly became anxious, "Feng Qing is a woman, how can she be the emperor!"
Jiang Zhiling directly retorted: "Since you don't want her to be the emperor, then you can be the emperor!"
“I, I…”
Feng Jiuyou was speechless for a while before he found an excuse. "I still need to concentrate on my cultivation. She has a more important mission, so why should she stay there? Even if our Feng royal family is destroyed, we can always find a capable person to replace us."
Hearing this, Jiang Deng twitched the corner of his lips and ripped off Feng Jiuyou's fig leaf. "Anyone can be the emperor, except Feng Qing, right? So you don't want to be the emperor, and you don't let Feng Qing be the emperor. What kind of thing is this? You're just occupying the toilet without doing anything."
Feng Jiuyou's face flushed red after being poked by Jiang Deng, but he still refused to admit it and continued to say stubbornly: "You are so harsh. I am her biological brother. I am the only relative she has left in the world. How could I harm her?"
"You're really harming her by letting her do whatever she wants! What if the Territory Lord knew she stayed in Fenglan Empire and didn't participate in the Saint Maiden Election, and directly destroyed Fenglan Empire?"
Jiang Deng patiently corrected him, "The Fenglan Empire has been destroyed. Now it is the Nirvana Kingdom built by Feng Qing."
“…”
Feng Jiuyou's voice couldn't help but become a little louder. "I don't care about anything! Anyway, after the ranking battle is over, I will go and bring her back personally!"
Jiang Deng nodded and said with a pleasant face, "Okay, then I'll go with you and bury you in your family's ancestral grave."
"...Jiang Deng, why do you have to go against me!"
Feng Jiuyou glared at Jiang Deng, his chest heaving with anger.
It was fine that Lin Jun had angered him just now, but why was Jiang Deng angry with him now? Were these two people specifically here to antagonize him?
"cough!"
Ying Yubing, who was standing by, coughed lightly and said slowly, "The disciples from all the major sects in the Feiran Spiritual Realm all live here. Please keep quiet. If you continue to shout like this, I can disqualify you from the competition."
Hearing this, Feng Jiuyou's face turned from red to purple in anger, "Why?"
Ying Yubing said calmly, "Just because the Palace Master of the Paradise Palace is my father, I have the final say here."
“…”
How come another second-generation immortal has come!
Feng Jiuyou muttered softly, angrily flicked his sleeves and left.
Seeing that the matter was settled, Ying Yubing said with a pleasant face, "I will send you here and not go in."
Jiang Deng didn't ask anything, just nodded and said, "Okay."
Ying Yubing smiled, turned around and left Wangxian Tower.
As she walked, the smile on her face gradually disappeared. To be precise, she didn't want to go in because she didn't want to see Ying Ziru.
Ying Ziru, although the young palace master of the Blissful Palace, represented the Taichu Sword Sect in participating in the sect ranking battle, which was a double preparation made by the Blissful Palace.
If the Taichu Sword Sect is still number one, Ying Ziru will have a place to participate in the sword debate conference. If the Jile Fairy Palace is number one, she will have to give her place to Ying Ziru!
Whenever Ying Yubing thought of this, she felt extremely unhappy.
Taking a deep breath, Ying Yubing stepped out of Wangxian Tower. The arrival of the leader required them in Jilexian Palace to make a lot of preparations...
Rooftop.
Jiang Deng pushed open the half-open door and saw that there were already quite a few people sitting in the hall, but not as many as those who had participated in the secret realm before, only about twenty people.
The two people sitting in the first seats, one of them is Jiang Roushui, the leader of this team and the leader of Roushui Peak, and the other is Lin Jun with a gloomy face, who is now closing his eyes to regulate his breathing and practice.
Xia Chenqing, the chief disciple, had no choice but to sit at the lower position.
"Master Jiang, you're here."
As soon as he heard Jiang Deng speak, Xia Chenqing immediately greeted him, and the other disciples followed suit.
Lin Jun, who was sitting in the first seat, moved his ears, but did not open his eyes to look at Jiang Deng.
Jiang Roushui reluctantly greeted Jiang Deng, "Hello, Master Jiang Feng."
"Hello, Master Jiang Feng."
Jiang Deng finished speaking with a smile, then walked over to Lin Jun, looked down at Lin Jun who was meditating, and said in a commanding tone: "Move aside, you are sitting in my seat."
Lin Jun could only open his eyes and look at Jiang Deng, suppressing the anger in his heart, "I was here first."
"I know."
Jiang Deng said confidently, "But I am the Peak Master of the Taichu Sword Sect. What does a disciple like you have to do with the conversations between Peak Masters?"
Lin Jun: “…”
Jiang Roushui frowned slightly, as if she couldn't stand Jiang Deng bullying Lin Jun. "Lin Jun is the disciple accepted by the ancestor. He is our junior uncle of the Taichu Sword Sect. His seniority is the same as ours. Of course, he can sit in the first place."
Jiang Deng crossed his arms and looked at Jiang Roushui, "Well, Master Jiang Feng, please give me your seat."
“…”
Jiang Roushui quickly closed his eyes. The affairs of this young couple had nothing to do with him. Anyway, there was no way he could give up his seat.
"Hmph, here you go."
Seeing that Jiang Deng was not giving in, Lin Jun snorted coldly, stood up and strode out of the hall and returned to his room.
Anyway, the competition will start in a few days, and then he will be able to implement his plan. Let's see how long Jiang Deng can be so arrogant!
Finally there was a seat, but Jiang Deng did not sit down immediately. Instead, he took out a piece of cloth from the storage bag and began to wipe the chair carefully, as if there was something dirty on it.
If Lin Jun saw this scene, he would definitely be furious again.
After wiping the chair several times, Jiang Deng finally sat down and glanced at everyone present. Her eyes fixed on Jiang Roushui.
"Didn't we say we were going to discuss tactics? Now that everyone's here, let's talk."
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