"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether the Nine Evil Fire is solved or not. As long as you can help my Taoist partner relieve the Nine Evil Fire, I can agree to you whatever you want." The man in black robe held Jian Fengyun's arm tightly and said excitedly.

The light of hope flashed in the eyes of the man in black.

Feeling the trembling from his arms, Jian Fengyun's eyes suddenly condensed and he said, "I can help you, but the conditions are more than this fire marrow liquid."

"What do you want?" The man in black robe was stunned and his eyes were burning.

"I want you to be my guard and follow me all my life until I break through to the Emperor's realm." Jian Fengyun said calmly.

His words were very slow, but they were like a thunderclap, bombarding heavily in the heart of the man in black robe.

"You...you want to become the Emperor?" The man in black robe had difficulty calming for a long time, as if he had heard some incredible words.

"At the latest of three hundred years, if I can't become an emperor within three hundred years, I will give you freedom." Jian Fengyun's eyes were calm and he said lightly.

The man in black robe didn't believe that a young man of sixteen or seventeen years would definitely become an emperor, but when he saw Jian Fengyun's eyes, he believed it unknowingly.

"Okay, I, Mu Yun Blade, made a vow to heaven. If the young master in front of me can solve the nine evil fire poisons on my Taoist partner, we will follow him for three hundred years. If we violate this vow, the punishment of heaven will be imposed and will never be reborn." The man in black robe looked at Jian Fengyun with a bright look and said.

"Okay, come with me, you will be a member of Dan Yao Peak from now on." Jian Fengyun raised his mouth slightly and immediately spoke.

"Then when will you help my Taoist partner remove the fire poison?" Mu Yunren stood up and looked at Jian Fengyun and asked.

"After returning to the Dan Yao Peak, I will immediately detoxify you." Jian Fengyun didn't say much, and after he finished speaking, he immediately stepped towards the windowsill in front of him.

Looking at Jian Fengyun's figure, the man in black robe paused slightly and followed.

Before the windowsill, the Contribution Hall was responsible for selling spiritual materials to entertain disciples.

"May I ask, what type of cultivation resources do you need?" The entertaining disciple saw Jian Fengyun and asked.

Jian Fengyun picked up the pen on the windowsill, wrote a line of words on the white paper, put down the pen, and handed it in.

"I want ten pieces of spiritual materials on this."

The entertaining disciple took the list handed over by Jian Fengyun, looked at it, and a look of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

"People, please don't make trouble. The spiritual materials on this are all valuable fire-attribute spiritual materials. Each piece requires thousands of contribution points. You need ten pieces, at least ten thousand contribution points. Can you take them out?"

This student who entertained the disciples in the Contribution Hall has been working for many years, and they can basically do it depending on people. In his opinion, Jian Fengyun, a student who is just a student in the Spirit King realm, must be the kind of student who has no contribution points.

Even if there is one, Jian Fengyun cannot be the kind of disciple who can give out more than 10,000 contribution points at one time. In his understanding, the student who can give out more than 10,000 contribution points at one time must be at least a student on the Golden List. But he had never heard of that there were warriors in the Spirit King Realm on the Golden List. Therefore, he inferred that Jian Fengyun was here to make trouble.

Jian Fengyun's eyes were certain, and he reached out to take out the disciple's token, handed it directly on, and said, "The contribution point is not a problem, go and get the spiritual material."

The hospitality disciple originally wanted to mock Jian Fengyun, but when his eyes fell on Jian Fengyun's disciple token, he looked at the 13,500 value on it and was stunned.

"You... OK, I'll do it now." The hospitality disciple stuttered for a long time, finally came to his senses, swallowed the saliva from his mouth, and walked to the window with the list.

"How come you have so many contribution points?" Mu Yunren frowned when he saw Jian Fengyun's disciple token, and asked in confusion.

"Yesterday, he vowed to fight with Zuo Aolong from Lingqi Peak, and he would naturally be defeated." Jian Fengyun put down his disciple's token and said calmly with a look of his face.

When Mu Yunren heard Jian Fengyun's words, his pupils suddenly contracted and said, "You... can you defeat Zuo Aolong?"

As an old disciple of the Holy Academy, why hasn't Mu Yun Ren heard of Zuo Aolong, a new genius in the Spiritual Artifact Peak in a hundred years? However, Mu Yun Ren couldn't understand how the strength of the Jianfengyun Lingwang Realm could compete with Zuo Aolong.

Although he was confused, Mu Yunren did not ask directly. Jian Fengyun was covered with mysterious doubts. For the first time, he felt that he could not see through a warrior in the Spirit King realm.

Soon, the entertaining disciple brought a storage ring.

"Senior brother, the spiritual materials you want are 11,500 contribution points in total." After seeing Jian Fengyun's disciple token, the attitude of entertaining disciples towards Jian Fengyun has greatly changed. They are extremely respectful, and have changed their previous contempt.

Jian Fengyun delivered the contribution point, thought for a moment, then spoke to Jian Fengyun: "Can there be Tianhan Snow Mine and Ice-attributed Imperial-level monsters in the Contribution Hall?"

He wanted to refine a spiritual weapon for Xueer. The Xuanshuang Sword is just a top-grade spiritual weapon at the ground level. Xueer's strength has long broken through the Spirit King realm and can almost reach the Spirit Lord realm. When using the Xuanshuang Sword, it is difficult to exert all its strength.

"Yes, but the price is not low. The two materials require at least 5,000 contribution points." The entertaining disciple said respectfully to Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, and there were only two thousand contribution points left in his hand, which seemed to be a bit insufficient.

"Junior Brother Fengyun, I have more than a thousand contribution points here, so why don't you use them first." Feiyu, who saw the numbers in the token of Jian Fengyun, was frightened, but when he came back to his senses, he immediately spoke.

"Young Master, let's use mine. Mine still has 5,000 contribution points." Wu Fengting, who had been following behind, stepped forward and said.

"Young master, use Xueer's, Xueer's is the Young master's, Xueer has 8,000 contribution points." Jian Xueer stretched out her fair little hand and gently placed the disciple's token on the window.

Jian Fengyun nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

The entertainment disciples on the side heard the conversation of these people, and now they were sweating coldly on their foreheads. Unexpectedly, each of the inconspicuous people in front of them had so many contributions.

Afterwards, Jian Xueer bought the beast crystals of Tianhan Xue Mine and the Ice-attributed Imperial-level monsters, and brought two spiritual materials and the previous list. Everyone slowly walked out of the Contribution Hall.

Mu Yunbian followed Jian Fengyun, his eyes filled with doubt.

How could a disciple from the Spirit King Realm Pill Peak have so many contribution points? Could it be that he really won by defeating Zuo Aolong?

Jian Fengyun and his group had just walked out of the Contribution Hall when they saw a lot of people surrounding the mission square.
Chapter completed!