She looked in the direction where it appeared, and the spiritual consciousness was vague and not obvious, but it still did not escape Luo Fanjin's detection.

"Mo Yu, the son of the leader of Lingxiao Sect!" Luo Fanjin looked at the man while drinking tea.

At this time, Mo Yu also felt someone's spiritual consciousness tracking him.

He turned his eyes slightly and met Luo Fanjin's gaze.

For some reason, when he saw Luo Fanjin, Mo Yu felt a deep fear in his heart.

He hasn't had this feeling for a long time, not even when facing Xuanyuan back then.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Heze on the side suddenly interrupted Mo Yu's thoughts.

"Nothing?" Mo Yu said lightly, seemingly unwilling to say more.

Heze's expression did not change, but he looked at Luo Fanjin with resentment.

She had just clearly seen her master secretly observing Luo Fanjin. What on earth was so charming about this woman? She was nothing more than a slut born of a slave!

Heze swore in her heart that she would never let her master accept Luo Fanjin as his disciple! It was impossible in this lifetime!

On the ring, Yang Ke moved extremely quickly and lightly, nimbly moving around the monks. He only took real action when the other monks were covered in wounds.

"This person has good tactics! He plays a very good trick, catching the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole is behind!"

"He's also good-looking! I wonder whose disciple he is? What's his name?"

Many of the female monks in the audience stared at Yang Ke, their eyes full of curiosity and admiration.

But after advancing, Yang Ke went straight down the stage and ran straight towards Luo Fanjin.

"It's a pity that he is just a casual cultivator!"

Someone saw Yang Ke walking to the area where the independent cultivators were and couldn't help but sigh.

Generally speaking, at this age, it is difficult for independent cultivators with outstanding cultivation to join a sect. After all, cultivators love freedom, and unless they have strong talents and backing, they will basically choose to rely on a sect.

Yang Ke ignored the discussions of the crowd and just sat quietly next to Luo Fanjin. As soon as he sat down, he poured tea for Luo Fanjin.

Luo Fanjin took the warm spiritual tea naturally and said to Yang Ke, "Someone is watching you, and he seems to know you!"

Yang Ke blinked, and then his spiritual awareness opened up, and he indeed felt that gaze.

He followed the line of sight and saw a man with silver hair sitting there.

Judging from his appearance, he didn't recognize this person.

"Maybe it's someone who knows Emperor Xuanyuan!" Yang Ke said.

Luo Fanjin nodded and agreed with this.

"You'd better be careful. It is unknown whether this person is an enemy or a friend!" Luo Fanjin said again.

"I understand Fanjin's concern!"

The two of them communicated in secret, so not only could the monks present not hear the content of their conversation, even the audience in the live broadcast room had no way of knowing.

Hearing Yang Ke's words with some emotion in them, Luo Fanjin turned his head and looked at him.

"I'm glad you know!"

Just a simple sentence made Yang Ke's eyes light up instantly.

It’s been three years. Including the time in the mortal world, it’s been at least nearly twenty years.

Finally, on this day, His Majesty showed some concern for him.

He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, so he could only slightly move the corners of his lips.

But such a change is enough to show his inner excitement!

Yang Ke's eyes were full of affection, as if there was only Luo Fanjin in his eyes, while Luo Fanjin seemed extremely uncomfortable and immediately glanced away.

Seeing this, Yang Ke was not depressed. He knew that it was a rare achievement to be able to reach this point today.

Although he didn't know why Her Majesty was unwilling to respond to him, he believed that as time went by, he would slowly move her!

No one knew what was going on between the two men and their thoughts. At this moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the new monks.

On the arena, Jiang Tao came on stage. He held a sharp sword transformed from spiritual power and fought fiercely among a group of cultivators.

Jiang Tongtian was sitting in his seat, his eyes already following his son.

When he saw his apprentice Jiang Yi attacking Jiang Tao from behind, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

However, Jiang Tao quickly noticed it, turned around and kicked Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi didn't expect the other party to react so quickly, and he quickly stepped back.

When he reached the edge of the arena, Jiang Yi glanced to his left and right, and saw five or six monks immediately surrounded Jiang Tao.

Jiang Tongtian didn't move, but his pale hands clenched on the chair revealed his worry at the moment.

Jiang Tao was surrounded by five or six monks. He thought his son would have no chance to turn around, but a wonderful scene took place in the ring match.

Jiang Tao gathered all his energy in his hands and pushed hard at the monks who were besieging him. In the arena, all the monks within an area several feet in diameter centered on Jiang Tao were knocked to the ground, and only a few were still standing.

Below the stage, the crowd was in an uproar.

"Where did this young talent come from? Why does he look so unfamiliar?"

"He is not an ordinary person. He is the son of the master of Shen Ji Pavilion."

"Then why wasn't he well-known before? I think his cultivation is quite good!"

"It seems that the Shen Ji Pavilion has a successor!"

The discussion of the surrounding monks reached Jiang Tongtian's ears.

At this moment, the curve of his mouth corners became bigger and bigger, and anyone could see how happy he was.

"Good! Good! My son has made progress!"

Looking at the disciples Jiang Yideng who were knocked off the ring and limping back, Jiang Tongtian nodded.

He could even defeat his eldest disciple easily, so his son has made great progress.

Jiang Yi was seriously injured. When he came back, he immediately apologized, "Master, I am an incompetent disciple and I lost!"

Jiang Tongtian looked at him and said, "You said your junior brother was wasting his time on pleasure, but I think you are the one who is really wasting your time on pleasure and colluding with him!"

When Jiang Yi heard this, his face immediately turned pale.

He lowered his head and said in defense, "Master, I didn't..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jiang Tongtian, "No need to explain. When you go back, the sect will have its own way to make you admit it! Come, take your eldest brother away!"

No matter what Jiang Yi said, Jiang Tongtian didn't listen. When Jiang Yi was carried away, Jiang Tongtian said, "I have lived for thousands of years, and you still use such a trick. Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

Jiang Yi’s eyes widened. His master already knew what he had done to Jiang Tao. He was finished!

After Jiang Yi left, Jiang Tao walked down the stage and ran straight towards Jiang Tongtian.

"Dad, I didn't lie to you, my cultivation has improved a lot in the past three years!"

With the joy of promotion, Jiang Tao's face was full of smiles.

Jiang Tongtian nodded, stroking his beard and said, "Not bad!"

Hearing this, Jiang Tao couldn't help scratching his head. It's okay? Then what would make Dad happy?

Seeing Jiang Tao's cute look, not to mention how pleased Jiang Tongtian was, even in the live broadcast room, there were many people cheering for him crazily.

[Oh my god! Jiang Tao is awesome! ]

[I didn't expect that he was quite talented in cultivating immortals. When I first met the anchor, he was just a young man with low cultivation and a proud attitude, but now he can stand on his own! ]