"Okay, young master, if you win, Wanbaolou will give you an identity, but you can only be inside Wanbaolou. For external affairs, Wanbaolou is still inconvenient to interfere with."

Zuo Hai's voice of a wry smile fell, but Jian Fengyun's face remained the same, unchanged.

"Daichi Hai thought too much. I just wanted to do a business with Wanbaolou. I will send my magic power to Wanbaolou later. I believe in the reputation of Wanbaolou."

"Okay, I have to inform other VIPs, say goodbye first!" Zuo Hai bowed slightly and immediately left.

Jian Fengyun responded slightly and watched him leave.

As soon as Zuo Hai's figure walked out of Wanbao Tower, an illusory figure suddenly emerged from the void.

"Sir, do you really want to host this Tianzuo auction? You should know that it is the one who passed the test and won the first pick after the auction. You..."

"Okay, stop talking, I have my own plans!" Zuo Hai raised his hand slightly and signaled that the figure in the void should not continue talking.

"Master Hai, do you really have to give up the arrangements for so many years? If you host the Tianzuo Auction, you will be equivalent to mastering the core secrets of Wanbaolou. Even if you want to withdraw, you will face the suppression of the entire Wanbaolou, rather than the Zuo family."

"I have never given up, but if this time the person who fought for the throne was not that person, that lineage in the Zuo family would definitely be suppressed. I will assist the new heirs and destroy the lineage and take revenge at will." Zuo Hai said with a slightly calming face.

Looking at Zuo Hai's firm face, the figure in the void sighed slightly and immediately disappeared into the void.

The surroundings instantly returned to silence. Standing on the sparsely populated Wuling City street, Zuo Hai was slightly stunned. It took him a long time to look back at the Wu family behind him.

After he was notified that he was preparing to host the Tianzuo Auction in Wuling City, he was ready to leave the Zuo family and leave Wuling City to go to other domains. The Tianzuo Auction was an auction that touched the core of Wanbao Building. After presiding, he would definitely know some of the core secrets of Wanbao Building. If he betrayed the Zuo family with these secrets, he would definitely be chased by the entire Wanbao Building.

A few days ago, he had confirmed that no one in the Zuo family could stay true to the enemy's son. In the end, he would definitely be suppressed and even die helplessly. After all, his deep blood hatred was also very famous in the Zuo family. If the enemy had not been extremely powerful in the Zuo family, he would not be able to suppress the news at that time.

However, just as he was about to leave, Jian Fengyun's actions ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart. Jian Fengyun's information shows that behind him was a direct descendant of the Zuo family. As he discovered more and more different Jian Fengyun, he became more shocked and curious. Who is the direct descendant of the Zuo family who can help such extraordinary figures as Jian Fengyun? If this young master appears, it is very likely to reverse the genius and win the first heir.

All of this confidence comes from Jian Fengyun. He went from the head of the Zuo family to Wuling City, and then worked hard in Wuling City to become the chief deacon here. He experienced countless people and things along the way, but no one has ever shocked him like Jian Fengyun, and even the genius of the Zuo family was not.

There is no doubt that this is a big gamble, so the people closest to him couldn't help but remind him, but he told him to gamble this.

"I hope you can bring me a miracle!" Zuo Hai glanced at the Wu family with deep thought, then turned around and left.

However, Jian Fengyun welcomed another person at this moment. No, to be precise, it should be a pair of people.

"Mr. Jian, I want to worship you as my teacher and follow you to practice. Please accept me as your disciple!" Wu Fengting knelt in front of Jian Fengyun on one knee, with a firm face. This was the result of his consideration for one night, and it was also his strong voice in his heart.

Jian Fengyun was slightly unexpected by Wu Fengting's sudden movements. Then he waved his hand and held his body up with a force, saying, "Why do you have to do this? I am not enough for a warrior at the peak of the True Spirit Realm. You are already a young genius in the Spirit Lord Realm. At this moment, you will definitely be valued by the senior officials there."

"No, Master Jian, in my heart, you are a great emperor-like figure. Tianxuan Taoist Court cannot compare with you. My heart tells me that I want to worship you as my teacher!" Wu Fengting's eyes were extremely stubborn, his body was still moving, and he decided to worship Jian Fengyun as his teacher.

"But Ling'er called me brother, she is your Taoist partner again. If you worship me as your teacher, wouldn't your seniority be in chaos?" Jian Fengyun shook his head and turned around.

"I have discussed it with Ling'er, but she doesn't object. My heart tells me that following you to practice is the most correct choice. You are the only one who is willing to teach me the secret techniques and techniques for free since I practiced. I can follow you..." Wu Fengting raised his head and said in a tone.

"Uh." Jian Fengyun choked and then said, "I have no plans to accept disciples for the time being. If you have any questions about martial arts, you can ask me anytime, and you will know everything."

Jian Fengyun politely refused. He accepted four disciples in his previous life, each of whom was far away in the imperial realm at this moment, and his strength reached the level of the emperor. This shows how strict he accepted disciples.

What's more, his identity has not been revealed at this moment. With his current identity, he does not want to accept disciples.

"I know, but I won't give up!" Wu Fengting was not depressed, bowed to Jian Fengyun and slowly retreated.

"This..." In an instant, Jian Fengyun suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

However, Wu Fengting retreated, Jian Fengyun didn't think much. After looking at the inner courtyard, Xue'er was practicing in seclusion in the house. At this moment, he did not have the heavenly treasures containing the power of qi and blood, and could not practice. After thinking for a moment, Jian Fengyun walked out of the Wu family directly.

Put on a black robe, Jian Fengyun stepped on Fengyun's steps, and even the strong men distributed in the Wu family were not aware of it. Jian Fengyun had already walked out.

Jian Fengyun put on a black robe and walked towards the Alchemist Association. In Wuling City, although you are a little declining in the Alchemist Association, it is still a giant existence.

Three Thousand Years Sword Fengyun didn’t know what happened, but at least, he had a good impression of the Alchemist Association in his previous life.

Jian Fengyun needs treasures containing the power of qi and blood. Not only can Wanbaolou help, but the Alchemist Association is also a good partner.

The Alchemist Association is a huge building with a courtyard pavilion at the back, covering an extremely vast area. In front is a hall where alchemists wearing robes of various colors come in and out.

Although the alchemist sounds a little declining now,...
Chapter completed!