If you are an immortal, you will live forever after you die.

"Surrender!"

After a while, the Lord of Never-Night City spoke directly.

"What? Surrender? This..." Li Kui said hurriedly.

After fighting for so long, they surrendered just like that?

"What, you still want to continue fighting? Fight with the Golden Core Patriarch?" Shi Feng Zhenren rolled his eyes.

"How is that possible... I haven't lived long enough..."

"It's just that after fighting for so long and so many people died, if we say we surrender, will they be willing?"

"Also, behind us... the Wanfa Sect and the Giant Sword Sect..." Li Kui laughed dryly.

"I'm not afraid of the dead, they are all Qigong cultivators... The Grand Alliance Leader of the Seventy-two Island Alliance was not originally from the Seventy-two Island, he was just a Qigong cultivator, if he died, he died, he shouldn't pursue it..."

"It's just that the Wanfa Sect and the Giant Sword Sect are a bit troublesome..." said the Lord of Aurora Island.

"If we surrender, then the trouble will naturally be borne by the Grand Alliance Leader of the Seventy-two Island Alliance..." said the Lord of Never-Night City.

"Now, we are still discussing it. What if... I mean, what if that person disagrees?" Shi Feng said with a wry smile.

"No, there is a high probability that he will agree... After all, we are all foundation-building cultivators. If that person has ambitions, he should win over us foundation-building cultivators. After all, compared with the five major sects and Sanyang City, his foundation is still too shallow..." said the Lord of the Nevernight City.

"Well, the city lord is right. Which of the five major sects does not have more than 300 foundation-building monks? If the foundation-building families in their territory are included, the number of foundation-building monks will probably not be less than 500!"

"Even Sanyang City has attracted and cultivated foundation-building monks over the years, and the number is as high as three digits!"

"And Longhu has benefited from the Qingmu Sect ruins and has added several foundation-building monks in recent years, but the total number is only twelve or thirteen, which is much worse than Sanyang City, not to mention the five major sects!"

"Compared to the five major sects that control the trading channels with the outside world, Sanyang City controls the land of the demon mountain, Longhu has no advantage in being able to produce foundation-building monks stably..."

"As long as he has a little ambition, he will definitely win us over!" Shi Feng Zhenren nodded.

For thousands of years, the five major sects have always been the stewards of Yuezhou. Most of Yuezhou's resources have been plundered by the five major sects. Even the flying boats that come to Yuezhou from other states to trade basically only trade with the five major sects.

The five major sects have only two sources of foundation-building pills. One is to refine them by themselves with spiritual medicines, and the other is to trade through flying boats...

Foundation-building pills are scarce in Yuezhou, but not in Mozhou.

Mozhou is very large, and there are many sects that have been thriving for thousands of years. Some sects even make a living by the three main medicines of foundation-building pills. Every year, many mature thousand-year-old spiritual medicines are refined into foundation-building pills...

In Mozhou, let alone foundation-building pills, even golden pills can be purchased at auctions if you are lucky, but the cost of spiritual stones is huge, which is not affordable for ordinary foundation builders...

Not to mention the five major sects, Sanyang City guards the Monster Mountain, so it naturally has its own source of foundation-building pills, but what about Longhu?

Nothing...

Can only rely on the foundation-building pills and foundation-building spiritual objects obtained by chance, or even nothing at all, to directly attack the foundation-building...

But the probability of this action giving birth to a foundation-building cultivator can be imagined...

"Since that's the case...I have some friendship with Gu Yunqi, the third leader of the Seventy-two Island Alliance, so I'll use him to test the waters!" said Master Shi Feng.

"Let's do it!" The other three nodded vigorously.

It's not that he admitted his weakness, but he really couldn't afford to offend the Golden Core Ancestor...

Three days later, Jinsha Island!

"The so-called war ended so anticlimactically?"

Chen Chang said with some regret, still not finished his business.

Why did it end?

Wouldn't it be better to fight for a few more days?

These days, there are hundreds or even dozens of cultivators’ bodies, which really makes Chen Changsheng win numb...

"Hehe, the great leader has become a golden elixir, how dare they continue to fight?"

"In the future, the land of Longhu will probably be unified, and the Seventy-two Island Alliance will be respected!" Gu Shan laughed.

"That's true... What should we do now? Return to Xuankong Island?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"Well, there is no war, of course I have to go back!"

"As for you kid... Haha, don't worry, you performed very well this time, the alliance will reward you, and will not treat you unfairly!" Gu Shan laughed.

Who cares about your so-called reward, I want to leave, I don't want to go back to Xuankong Island...

Song Lin has become a golden elixir, what can Wanfamen do?

Just wait!

It won't be long before Xuankong Island will become a place of right and wrong, and it should be kept away!

"I also want to thank you for your support..."

"You are a promising talent!" Gu Shan laughed.

"Dong, Dong, Dong..."

The bell of Jinsha Island rang again...

"Let's go, it's time to gather!" Gu Shan patted Chen Changsheng on the shoulder and pulled Chen Changsheng, who looked helpless, towards the flying boat...

"Be patient...be patient..."

"Wait until we get back to Xuankong Island, and then find a chance to leave..."

"As for Luo Qing...I can't care about that for the time being!"

The flying boat took off and headed for Xuankong Island, but this time it was not just their Seventy-Two Island Alliance, but also people from the Never-Sleeping City and Aurora Island...

Just as the flying boat took off, it was above the barren mountain about 500 miles away from Wanfamen.

"Both Taoist friends are here, come and sit down, have a cup of tea first!"

There was a flying carpet under the feet of Qinglin Patriarch, on which there was a small square table and three small stools. Qinglin Patriarch sat on one, and there were two empty seats.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglin is in a very good mood. Seeing that Song Lin has already advanced to the Golden Core stage, he is not in a hurry at all!" A middle-aged man with a giant sword on his back came step by step into the air...

"Not in a hurry? If this old man is not in a hurry, can he call you and me?"

"Right, Qinglin Patriarch?"

The other person is a beautiful woman in palace dress. She is very beautiful, but her expression is as cold as ice...

"Jujian, Gong'e, I am the only one who is in a hurry, but you are not? If you are not in a hurry, why do you two rush here as soon as I call you?"

"Although I, Qinglin, am a few years older than you, I don't have the ability to greet you two at any time!" Qinglin Patriarch laughed.

Those who can be invited are naturally masters of the same level. One is the ancestor of the Giant Sword Sect, and the other is the ancestor of the Red Dust Valley!

"What's so good about tea? Why don't you take out the three hundred-year-old six-fruit wine you have hidden and taste it?" The giant sword ancestor was not polite and sat down on the bench...

"Rough man!"

On the other side, the palace maid also sat down at the same time, picked up the teacup, and took a sip...