Chapter 1072 Win or

Lose Zhong Limeng and his fellow apprentices had no idea.

Out of caution, Zhong Limeng carefully put away the storage ring.

Wei Zhenfang's words were very strange, and no one believed them easily. In addition, Fu Haotian was always hypocritical, so everyone made a conspiracy to guard against him, and then left.

In the inner courtyard of the Immortal Palace.

Wei Zhenfang stepped into the other courtyard with a bright look, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

His arrogant look made a group of old men jealous.

However, Wei Zhenfang had fought against the eight heavenly demons, so even if they were resentful, they dared not show it on the surface.

The strong are respected, this is an eternal truth.

The masters could only smile on their faces and curse in their hearts.

Wei Zhenfang became more and more arrogant as he walked straight through several gates, moving forward steadily with full aura, and no other scum in his eyes.

Just before entering the secret room, an old man came forward to greet him.

"Brother Wei."

"We have returned safely, and you have also taken the heavenly elixir to regenerate your palm. If there is nothing important, you might as well hand over the storage bracelet so that we can count the demon corpses. This is the current important matter."

Wei Zhenfang glanced indifferently and did not respond.

With just that glance, the old man seemed to be shrouded in an invisible pressure, and there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

Wei Zhenfang looked indifferent, and the master's demeanor became more and more natural.

He had seen through everything and asked back in a domineering and powerful voice.

"What? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The old man's mouth twitched, and his face turned blue and red.

What a good Wei Zhenfang.

I don't know what kind of shit luck he has. He has made great progress in cultivation and fought against the eight demons. It's only been a few days, but he's pretending.

What a villain!

Angry as he was, he could only force a smile and greet.

"Wei, Mr. Wei, you are joking. How dare I overstep my authority..."

"However, the demon corpses will be counted in three days. This is related to Mr. Fu's plan. You have recovered, so please hand over the storage bracelet first."

As soon as the voice fell, Wei Zhenfang's face became colder.

"Humph."

"Can you imagine how dangerous it was for me to fight against the eight demons? I still need to recuperate for a few days, and we can talk about other things later!"

With a cold voice, the old man's thousands of words were blocked in his throat.

"Yes."

Facing such a powerful Wei Zhenfang, he could only grit his teeth and leave.

He passed through several gates along the way, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Finally, he returned to the front yard hall.

Fu Haotian, who was sitting in the main seat, looked expectantly, with a confident smile on his face.

"Mr. Feng, how is it?"

The old man bowed slowly, his face a little embarrassed. m.x33xs.

"Sir, Wei Zhenfang claimed that he would still be in seclusion, and said that he would discuss it again in three days! Most of the demon corpses are in his storage bracelet, I am afraid that it will be a big deal."

After the voice fell, the hall suddenly fell silent.

Many masters had complicated expressions, and they dared not speak out against Wei Zhenfang's arrogance.

Fu Haotian was generous and just nodded with a smile.

"It's okay."

"Old Wei really needs to rest after fighting the eight demons. It's reasonable for us to wait patiently for three days. I'd like to trouble Old Feng to go again and ask Old Wei how many demon corpses there are, so that I can have an idea."

"There's no need to rush the inventory. The demon corpses are in Old Wei's hands, so there's no need to rush."

​​Fu Haotian was still so calm and confident, and his words revealed his good emotional intelligence.

He gave the visitor enough face and won people's hearts with his magnanimity.

The old man was grateful and immediately obeyed the order and left. He

walked to the backyard again.

It was obvious that his anger had subsided a lot, and he calmed down and bowed to the secret room.

"Forgive me, Old Wei, the young master asked me to ask you a question. I wonder how many demon corpses are there in the storage bracelet?"

In the secret room, Wei Zhenfang was just about to start regulating his breathing.

Hearing this kind of voice transmission suddenly, he was disturbed and depressed, and just spoke perfunctorily according to his impression.

"One thousand!"

A voice of thanks came from outside the door, and he hurried away.

Wei Zhenfang was about to continue to regulate his breath, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind.

Yes.

There are nearly one thousand demon corpses in front of him.

If I give it to Fu Haotian, it will not affect the overall situation. After all, the demon corpses given by the predecessors are all crushing in terms of quality and quantity. If I really give it to Fu Haotian, at most I can get one or two more heavenly-grade pills.

If I give the bracelet to Miss Zhong Li, it will be very different.

Not only will Fu Haotian be defeated, but I can also add icing on the cake and win a favor. How can a mere heavenly-grade pill be compared with the favor of Miss Zhong Li?

Maybe, this matter can make the senior even more satisfied.

If the senior is satisfied, these 1,000 demon corpses can play a thousand times of value.

It is clear at a glance which

is more important. The more he thought about it, the more reliable it was. Wei Zhenfang slapped his thigh.

"Yes! Three days later, all the demon corpses will be handed over to Miss Zhong Li!"

Just thinking about the pros and cons and consequences, Wei Zhenfang was already smiling, and couldn't help but secretly boasting that even the conditioning has become much easier.

The power of the avenue in the secret room reverberated, as if there was really some master style.

At the same time.

The old man hurried back to the hall and announced the result loudly.

"Young Master, Old Wei still has a full 1,000 demon corpses in his hands!"

When this was heard, the masters present were all excited.

There are still a thousand demon corpses.

This time, the battle for personal succession is a sure win!

They exchanged glances quietly, with a proud look on their faces.

Looking at the main seat, the old men's eyes were full of smiles. Even though they were not allowed to speak, their expectant expressions were already full of the meaning of seeking credit.

Fu Haotian's eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly!

"Good!"

"There are a thousand demon corpses. The winner of this personal disciple competition has been decided. This time I went to Shuihan Star to hunt demons. All the seniors have worked hard and made great contributions. After three days, I will become the chief disciple, and I will definitely thank you!"

Hearing the promise of a generous reward, a group of old men were full of energy and clasped their fists.

"Thank you, young master!"

The praise and flattery continued.

"Young Master, you are kind and generous, and you are destined to be the emperor!"

"We wish

Young Master Fu a great success in the future, and your name will be passed down through the ages!" "We are honored to serve you!"

"Congratulations, Young Master!"

A burst of praise and laughter echoed, and the whole house was filled with joy.

Fu Haotian sat steadily on the jade chair, and the self-confidence in his eyes shone like stars.

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.