"Hi!"
One of the Neon Ninjas bowed and immediately disappeared into the crowd.
Looking at the disappeared subordinate, Ninja Hayate narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with great resentment in his voice: "I sold my soul to the Black Emperor just to get revenge. Damn Ye Chen, bastard, your death is coming soon!"
Immediately, he led the remaining subordinates and walked quickly towards a certain direction in Zhongzhou.
…
On the other side, the dragon clan returned to their accommodation in Zhongzhou.
As one of the four great clans, they naturally have a huge sphere of influence in Zhongzhou.
However, after today's battle, they clearly felt that some of the middle and lower tribes who had originally submitted to them began to stir.
It seems that they either want to replace it, or want to set up their own faction or join other superior clans.
The saying "when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter" may be just like this.
But now the dragon clan is so busy that they have no time to take care of these trivial matters.
At this moment, the nine elders of the Dragon Clan practiced their skills together, continuously transferring the spiritual energy in their bodies into the body of Long Xiu in the middle.
After all, Long Xiu is the number one prodigy of the dragon clan and the hope of this generation of the dragon clan.
If anything happened to him, the strength of the dragon clan would be at risk of being cut off, which would truly shake the foundation of the dragon clan.
At this time, Ye Chen felt the movement outside and flew out of the Qiankun bag, ending a day of monster-killing training.
Seeing Long Xiu, whose face was as pale as paper and was seriously injured and listless, there was no ripple in his heart.
He had guessed this would be the outcome.
It is a blessing for Long Xiu to be able to come back alive.
Seeing Ye Chen appear, the Sixth Elder pleaded angrily while practicing his power, "Mr. Ye Chen, please avenge our dragon clan tomorrow and wash away the humiliation that Long Xiu suffered today."
Ye Chen shook his head slightly and said, "Since I have taken your spirit stones, I will naturally help you in the battle. However, the shame suffered by your dragon clan and Long Xiu can only be washed away by yourselves. Others can't help you."
The Great Elder was shocked when he heard this, and said with a bitter smile: "Mr. Ye Chen is absolutely right. Only we ourselves can make the dragon race rise again...
Alas, I don’t know where the leader is now. If the leader were here today, how could our dragon clan have fallen to this point…”
At this moment, Long Xiu coughed violently a few times, opened his eyes and slowly woke up.
"Brother Long Xiu, you're awake. How do you feel?"
Long Linger wiped her tears and asked with concern.
"I'm not going to die yet..."
Long Xiu shook his head slightly, with despair in his eyes.
Then he looked at Ye Chen and said, "Mr. Ye Chen, in tomorrow's battle, if you meet Feng Qing'er, I advise you to admit defeat directly..."
"Are you afraid that she will kill me?"
Ye Chen asked with a smile.
Long Xiu nodded without hesitation and said sincerely: "Feng Qing'er's current strength has increased countless times compared to three years ago. Mr. Ye Chen, your strength is indeed very strong, but I feel that Feng Qing'er is even better than you.
So I think it would be best for you to admit defeat. After all, there is a blood debt between you and the Phoenix Clan. If you force your way in, you might end up killing yourself..."
Ye Chen laughed again when he heard this: "Is it because I didn't hurt you at the beginning that you think Feng Qing'er is better than me?"
"Mr. Ye Chen, I'm really not kidding..."
Long Xiu coughed a few more times and said earnestly, "I just don't want to watch you die..."
Ye Chen felt warm in his heart when he heard this.
He immediately turned and left, his words echoing in the room: "Just for what you said, I will help you get revenge tomorrow."
Seeing Ye Chen leave, the elders of the Dragon Clan looked at each other in confusion.
The Sixth Elder looked at the First Elder and asked, "Brother, do you think Mr. Ye Chen is a match for Feng Qing'er?"
The Great Elder was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly.
“I can’t say for sure. You all have seen today that Feng Qing’er’s strength must have already entered the late Saint Realm. Her strength is no weaker than any elder of the four great clans.
In addition, she defeated Long Xiu today, which made her edge and ambition reach a new height.
Even I, an old man, wouldn't dare to say I can definitely defeat Feng Qing'er."
Everyone fell silent upon hearing this, and the atmosphere was quite heavy.
The Eighth Elder sighed, "Mr. Ye Chen is too young. If he is given another three years, he may surpass Feng Qing'er!"
"But time waits for no one..."
The Third Elder said helplessly, "Tomorrow is the day of the finals. If we really lose, we will have to hand over the treasure to others. It's really unbearable..."
Just as the other elders were about to speak up, the Great Elder waved his hand and said, "Alright, everyone, stop talking. If we really lose, there's nothing we can do. It's just that our dragon clan is not as skilled as others, but we must at least ensure Mr. Ye Chen's safety. We must not let him die at the hands of Feng Qing'er!"
"Don't worry, big brother."
The second elder, who had been silent the whole time, said in a deep voice: "If the Phoenix Clan really dares to kill Mr. Ye Chen tomorrow, then even if I have to sacrifice my own life, I will fight those birdmen to the death!"
…
The other side.
The place where the Phoenix clan stayed.
Feng Qing'er had just finished taking a bath and put on new clothes with the help of four maids.
She has fair skin and beautiful features. She just walked out of the bathroom and looked like a fairy descending to earth.
Feng Qing'er walked to the phoenix chair at the top of the hall and sat down. With such an arrogant look, she didn't even glance at the pile of gifts below.
"Qing'er, this is a gift from all the tribes..."
Before the elder below could finish speaking, Feng Qing'er said in a cold voice: "I understand, throw them all out."
The Phoenix clan's chief elder smiled bitterly upon hearing this and signaled his servants to move these things away.
Feng Qing'er's prestige in the Phoenix Clan is now at its peak, and she even subtly suppresses him, the chief elder of the Phoenix Clan. Only the leader of the Phoenix Clan, 'Suzaku', can suppress her.
So even the Phoenix Clan's Great Elder is now very respectful to Feng Qing'er.
"Qing'er, as long as you can win tomorrow's game..."
"What do you mean by 'as long as'? That's a must!"
Feng Qing'er sneered at this and said, "What suspense is there in tomorrow's match? I regard those opponents from the Ten Thousand Races as vulnerable as dogs."
“Yes, yes, yes…”
The Phoenix Clan's Great Elder chuckled and said, "Tomorrow, our Phoenix Clan will be able to obtain a complete treasure. Then, we can use its power to find the divine artifacts scattered around the world."
"So, our Phoenix Clan can open the Heavenly Gate and allow the Heavenly Palace to reappear. From now on, our Phoenix Clan will be the masters of the Three Realms!"
The Eighth Elder also said with excitement and anticipation.
Even Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes showed anticipation when she heard these words.
If this were true, then Feng Qing'er would be able to become a female emperor, holding the power of life and death in the three realms, and being worshipped and admired by billions of living beings.
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