I Have A God-Level Income System

The next morning.

Gao Yan was drinking tea and chatting with Nangong Yao and others in the inn booked by the Nine Saints Sect.

They were about to enter the Emperor's Tomb, and everyone was excited and a little uneasy. This state was not suitable for cultivation.

Besides, even if they practiced hard day and night for just a few days, they could not improve their cultivation by half a point.

So, why not relax in various ways!

"Gao Yan of the Nine Saints Sect, my son Yang Yan ordered me to challenge you, come out and accept the challenge!"

A thunderous voice instantly spread inside and outside the inn, and also attracted the attention of everyone in the inn.

"Junior Brother Gao, the son of the Burning Moon Sect challenges you, do you want to accept it?"

Nangong Yao asked.

Although they arrived in Zhongzhou yesterday, the sect had collected intelligence from Zhongzhou in advance, and Gao Yan, as the son of the saint, naturally got a copy.

Although there is no specific information about Yang Yan.

But the general information is also recorded in the intelligence.

It is said that Yang Yan of the Burning Moon Sect is less than 100 years old, but he is already at the peak of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul. Within ten years, he should be able to be promoted to the God of Transformation.

As for what spiritual roots, special physiques, and magical powers the other party possesses, there is no record in the intelligence.

Gao Yan smiled and replied: "Why should I accept his challenge!"

Gao Yan disdains to accept empty challenges, unless he takes spiritual stones as a prize.

As for whether he will be labeled as a coward if he does not accept the challenge, he does not care at all.

He has always understood the purpose of coming to the world of immortal cultivation, to improve his cultivation and have a long life.

"Gao Yan, do you want to avoid fighting? If you are afraid, kowtow three times in the direction of my Burning Moon Sect, and my Holy Son will let you go!"

The voice outside sounded again, full of provocation.

"How dare you!"

A cold voice sounded immediately, and then the Nascent Soul cultivator who came to send the challenge was knocked dozens of meters away and fell on the street in embarrassment.

"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dares to act insolently in front of our Nine Saints Sect. Who gave you the courage!"

A figure flashed by, and Xiao Lingyue appeared in front of the inn's door.

The other party looked at Xiao Lingyue in fear, and stood up from the ground: "You dare to attack me, do you want to go to war with my Burning Moon Sect?"

Hearing this.

Xiao Lingyue sneered: "It's not that I look down on you, you, a Nascent Soul cultivator, what qualifications do you have to make the Burning Moon Sect and our Nine Saints Sect go to war? Besides, you offended my Nine Saints Sect first, even if I kill you, can the Burning Moon Sect destroy our Nine Saints Sect because of you?"

"Master is domineering!"

At this time, Gao Yan walked out of the inn and said loudly.

Although the Burning Moon Sect is a first-class sect, the Nine Saints Sect is not a soft persimmon. Even if they have the ability to destroy the Nine Saints Sect, they will have to pay a heavy price.

Besides, Xiao Lingyue also left room for maneuver when he attacked, so the opponent was only slightly injured. If the Burning Moon Sect and the Nine Saints Sect went to war because of this, then his brain would definitely be broken.

Besides, the Burning Moon Sect used this excuse to destroy the Nine Saints Sect, and the other eight sects in the East Wilderness would definitely not sit idly by.

Because the Burning Moon Sect can use this lame excuse to destroy the Nine Saints Sect today, then tomorrow it can also use the same excuse to destroy one of them!

So, don't be too arrogant.

The Yuanying cultivator sent by Yang Yan obviously didn't recognize the situation. He really thought that he could ignore others by relying on the name of the Burning Moon Sect.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the Yuanying cultivator of the Burning Moon Sect looked extremely ugly, and his eyes were even more guilty and timid.

"Do you want to say anything else? If you don't have anything to say, get out of here quickly, otherwise I will change my mind and kill you!" Xiao Lingyue said coldly!

"Gao Yan, this is a challenge from my Saint Son. In three days, go to Langcang Mountain for a fight!"

The Yuanying cultivator threw a challenge to Gao Yan and turned into a stream of light and flew away!

Gao Yan flipped open the challenge letter and took a look.

He didn't take it seriously!

Then he followed Xiao Lingyue back into the inn.

Xiao Lingyue said: "We have received the news. We will go to the Emperor's Tomb in four days. Don't make trouble!"

"Don't worry, I won't pay attention to such a boring challenge!" Gao Yan said with a smile.

"I think the other party didn't take the spirit stone as a prize!"

Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but joked.

"Hehe, Master still understands me!"

Gao Yan was not ashamed at all, but proud of it: "If the other party can take out 10 billion spirit stones as a prize, I am interested in playing with him!"

"You, I don't know what to say to you!"

Xiao Lingyue rolled his eyes at Gao Yan and left.

Gao Yan returned to the tea room on the third floor to drink tea and chat with Nangong Yao and others.

This inn is very large and only accepts immortal cultivators, so it is more than enough to accommodate the people of the Nine Saints Sect.

Three days passed in a flash.

A large number of immortal cultivators have gathered in Langcang Mountain.

They all came to watch Gao Yan and Yang Yan fight.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that Gao Yan would not come!

As time passed.

Yang Yan appeared on the top of the mountain, waiting for Gao Yan's arrival.

But an hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed!

Gao Yan did not show up.

Then someone came to Yang Yan and reported: "Son, Gao Yan is still in Fushuang City and does not seem to have any plans to come to Langcang Mountain!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Yang Yan's face darkened, which meant that he had waited for Gao Yan for more than three hours in vain!

"Son, Gao Yan must be afraid of you and dared not come to fight!"

The subordinates hurriedly flattered.

"Whether he is afraid of fighting or not, he dared to leave me here for three hours. It is unforgivable. Let's go to Fushuang City!"

The next moment, Yang Yan turned into a stream of red light and ran straight to Fushuang City!

His subordinates saw this and immediately chased after him.

"Why did he leave?"

Seeing Yang Yan suddenly leave, the immortal cultivators watching the battle around were all confused.

"Hehe, you don't know this, Gao Yan of the Nine Saints Sect didn't come to Langcang Mountain at all, he is still staying in Fushuang City!" One of the casual cultivators who knew the inside story said.

"So, Gao Yan is afraid of the Saint Son of Yang Yan?"

"I guess so. After all, he is just from a small place like Donghuang. Even if he is a Saint Son, how can he be a match for the Saint Son of Burning Moon Sect!"

"I see that Saint Son Yang Yan is quite angry, and the direction he left seems to be the direction of Fushuang City. Wouldn't he go directly to Fushuang City to cause trouble for Gao Yan?"

"It is quite possible. Let's go and watch the fun in Fushuang City!"

...

Not to mention this group of casual cultivators who were watching the fun, Yang Yan only took half a minute to get to Fushuang City.

And soon arrived outside the inn booked by the Nine Saints Sect!

"Gao Yan, get out and give this Saint Son an explanation!"

"Who are you?"

A figure flashed, and Gao Yan appeared.

"You are Gao Yan. Since you accepted the challenge from this Saint Son, why don't you come to the appointment?" Yang Yan asked sternly.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't accept your challenge, but your men threw it to me!"

Gao Yan shook his head.

"This Saint Son can't care about so many things. Since you accepted my challenge, you have to fight me. Now, you will go out of the city with me to fight!"

"Are you sick? If you want me to fight you, I will fight you. There are so many people who want to challenge me. Who do you think you are!" Gao Yan curled his lips in disdain.

"You are looking for death!"

Yang Yan's eyes turned cold. He didn't expect that a Saint Son from the East Wilderness would be so arrogant. He was immediately furious and wanted to attack directly.

But at this time, a huge pressure appeared, which directly suppressed Yang Yan and made him unable to move.

At the same time, an old man in a black robe seemed to appear out of thin air, smiling at Yang Yan: "Saint Son Yang Yan, it's not good for you to force my disciples of the Nine Saints Sect like this?"