Volume 2 Chapter 254 The Emperors’ Meeting Gift
He clicked on it and a map appeared, vast and boundless.
The tiny Demon Sealing City is not even a dot on it.
There are only 4 red dots marked on it.
This is not right, he couldn't help but wonder, the fragments of the Heavenly Book were supposed to be scattered across the four regions of Changhe for three days.
I only got 8 pieces in the underworld, and 7 of them should have been obtained in these three days.
This made him very confused. According to the calculation, there were only 12 pieces, so where were the other three pieces?
There is only one possibility, and that is the boundary sea, otherwise it doesn’t make sense.
Let's just ignore it for now and deal with it later. He took a look and found that the nearest debris to him was a full 20,000 miles, or 10,000 kilometers away. These three days were really big.
He silently shut down the system. There was no rush about the fragments. They would not be lost in three days. It would be too late. He still had to go to Broken Sword Mountain.
Practice well, it won’t be too late to find it later.
Of course, before that, there is still an important thing waiting for me to do.
The original plan was to provoke the ten major sects, let them fight to the death, and then choose to join one of the sects, make a huge fortune, and then run away.
But now, he planned to change his strategy. There were no less than ten great emperors around, and he also had the space of the Kunlun Coffin. If he didn't make good use of it, it would be a shame to use this skill.
So he decided that it was no different if he cheated just one person or a group of people, so why not just cheat them all and make them angry to death.
As he thought about it, an obscene smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Now that I have spiritual energy, I can use the storage bag I had before.
He took out a white robe from his storage bag, put it on, and with a wave of his hand, the Kunlun coffin rose from the ground and landed steadily on his shoulders.
He carried the coffin on one shoulder and a sword in the other and walked outside.
Only when he arrived in front of everyone did he put the bronze coffin on the ground.
There was a "bang..." sound.
Then, holding the sword in both hands, he said to the group of Immortal Emperors in the sky ahead: "I have come here to return the sword. I wonder which senior this sword belongs to."
He was in the thunder and lightning before and didn't pay much attention, so he really didn't know who gave him the sword. He only knew that it was in this direction in front of him.
A group of Immortal Emperors fixed their eyes on Ye Tingmu, with a look in their eyes that showed they wanted to possess him as their own.
Ling Wanxiang landed leisurely from the sky and came in front of Ye Tingmu with a kind look in his eyes.
He smiled brightly and said, "This sword is for you. Consider it a gift. Please accept it."
Ye Tingmu was stunned. Wow, this top-grade divine weapon was given away just like that. That was really generous.
There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.
"May I ask your name, Senior?"
"It's just a name. I am the Immortal Lord of the Human World, number one on the Immortal Emperor Rankings, and the actual controller of the Heavenly Court, the most powerful force in the Human World. My surname is Ling and my name is Wanxiang."
His voice was passionate, and every word he spoke was full of boldness and confidence.
I just want to tell you that I am number one, number one in the human world. If you follow me, you will have the best future.
When the other Immortal Emperors heard him say this, they all cursed him for being shameless in their hearts.
The corners of Ye Tingmu's mouth twitched.
I couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man in front of me again.
I muttered to myself, it seems like you're the one who wants to mess with me.
It's true that enemies often meet in a narrow road.
Ling Wanxiang is the number one enemy.
However, he had been mentally prepared, so he did not behave too abnormally.
Instead, he replied calmly.
"Master Immortal, this is not right. No merit, no reward. It is inappropriate for me to accept your sword, right?" Although he said this, Ye Tingmu had no intention of returning it. Just kidding, if you can avoid returning something you have, don't do it, unless the other party asks for it, then he won't return it.
Ling Wanxiang reached out and patted Zang's shoulder, smiling and said, "What's wrong with that? You are Zang. Three years ago, your name was on the list of Tianzong list and the top of the total volume. Your name is known to everyone in the three days. Your achievements have been immortal and have brought glory to our human race. You are our pride. As the co-lord of the human world, it is only right for me to give you a little gift. Please accept it and don't refuse it."
This reason is reasonable, so Ye Tingmu really has no reason to refuse.
He immediately made himself behave like a child, "Then I won't refuse. Thank you, Immortal Lord, for the sword."
Ling Wanxiang waved his hand and replied calmly: "Hey, it's just a divine weapon. What my heavenly court has no shortage of is good weapons." When he said this, his tone paused and his voice increased a few decibels.
"How about it, Zang, do you want to join Tianmen? I promise that the sect is your home, and you can spend money however you want. This sword is nothing. This immortal master has no children. If you are willing, you and I will be father and son from now on. My future will be yours, hahahaha."
As soon as he said this, the onlookers around him gasped. Is this the rhythm of adopting a godson? This is so powerful that anyone would be confused. The future inheritor of the Heavenly Palace, that guy, that life, can't even be imagined in dreams.
"How cruel?"
"Why not me, woooo."
“I’m so jealous.”
However, compared to the noise of the crowd, the ten major immortal sects and the three clans and three families all looked very ugly.
Familiar words, familiar routine, Ling Wanxiang used this trick again. They knew it too well. If they didn't take action now, the burial would most likely fall.
The corners of Ye Tingmu's mouth twitched involuntarily. Damn it, is there anyone who takes advantage of me like this?
But don't wait for him to speak.
The Emperor of Xuantian Sect stepped forward and also landed in front of Ye Tingmu. He spoke in a rough voice, "Fellow Daoist Zang, I am the Deputy Sect Master of Xuantian Sect. You can just call me Old Wang. I also have a gift for you."
As he spoke, he slapped his waist and a piece of armor emerged. The black scales were emitting rich spiritual energy and shining sharp cold light in the sunlight.
Ye Tingmu's eyes lit up when he saw it. Protective gear is a good thing.
"This item is the ancient black mail armor, a top-grade divine weapon. I will give it to you today, little brother. Just think of it as making a friend of my Xuantian Sect."
Ye Tingmu felt a little embarrassed.
"This isn't appropriate, isn't it? We're first meeting, and you want such a generous gift." Although he said this, his hand actually took it and said with a smile, "Hey, let me see. I've never seen this before."
Ling Wanxiang also curled the corners of his mouth and quietly gave the man a fierce look.
Ye Tingmu was also honest. He said just to take a look and put it on directly.
"You know what, it fits me well."
Seeing this, Lao Wang couldn't let it go and continued to output immediately.
"So handsome, so handsome, this is tailor-made for you."
"Really? I also feel that I have some fate with this A." Ye Tingmu smiled and replied with a hint of joke.
"That's a must. I heard that Brother Zang loves freedom. Isn't it a coincidence that my Xuantian Sect is on the grassland? The grassland is huge and you can fly freely. How about joining our Xuantian Sect and being as free as the wind..."
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