After I failed, I became the darling of the entire sect’s genius group.

Is this the real strong man?

Su Shiyuan raised her head and looked steadily at Su Qingfeng, who was standing in the air.

Unconsciously, the hands in her sleeves clenched quietly, and the determination to become stronger instantly began to burn crazily in her heart like a spark of fire.

Su Qingfeng didn't make a move in mid-air, but the pressure of the Void Refining Stage alone caused everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance to be defeated in an instant.

In an instant, all members of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance who were still arrogant and domineering just now were shot down to the open space of Tianyan Sect's square.

Everyone in Tianyan Sect and Kunwu Hall was in joy.

Ke Haoran sat down on the ground and reached out to pull Su Shiyuan, who was still in a daze.

"What are you doing, little junior sister? Come on, come on, sit with the eighth senior brother for a while!"

After saying that, his men pulled Su Shiyuan staggering with a strong force, his knees bent, and he almost fell to his knees.

"Brother Eight!"

Su Shiyuan glared at him.

Ke Haoran felt guilty for a while, wiped the ground with his sleeve, and said to please:

"Hey~ I've wiped everything clean for you!"

Su Shiyuan sat down angrily, then pulled the hem of Ke Haoran's clothes to wipe the surrounding ground clean, and called Fuxue Feng and others to come and sit down.

In front, Su Qingfeng and the ten elders were dealing with matters related to the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.

The remaining disciples behind him were all in a state of joy and excitement.

Su Shiyuan, six brothers and sisters sat close together.

"It's good that we're both alive!"

Su Shiyuan's voice was soft and waxy, and when Xiao Naoyin said these words, the eyes of Fuxue Feng and the other five people suddenly turned red.

Bai Yu took out a Jinpa and wiped Su Shiyuan's dirty face. After wiping it clean, he couldn't help but reach out and rub her little head.

Ke Haoran on the side endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore, hugged Su Shiyuan, leaned on her fleshy shoulder and howled.

"Fortunately, my junior sister is still alive! Woo ah ah ah..."

"I really thought we were all going to die here!"

"I haven't married yet!"

"When I was about to die just now, I was still thinking, if I had known that I had agreed to marry the daughter of the Yan family, at least I would have found a wife before I died!"

At this moment, a girl in red behind them stopped suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the head of the Ke family flashed in front of Ke Haoran.

"It's not too late now!"

Ke Yucheng stroked his mustache happily and said, "You brat, you finally figured it out!"

When Ke Haoran heard his father's voice, his crying suddenly stopped.

Then he heard his father say again:

"Why don't you choose a day and hit it? I think today is a good day!"

After saying that, Ke Yucheng kept looking behind Ke Haoran.

Ke Haoran wiped away the non-existent tears,

"Old man, what's wrong with you? Are your eyes cramped?"

When Ke Yucheng heard this, he slapped Ke Haoran on the head.

"You just had a cramp in your eye!"

After saying this, Ke Yucheng looked up again and glanced at the girl in red not far away, then raised his leg and kicked Ke Haoran.

"You brat! I don't care about you anymore!"

Anyway, it will be interesting to see Chasing Wife Crematorium in the future!

He even asked his wife to watch it together!

With this in mind, Ke Yucheng led his tribe to say goodbye to Su Qingfeng.

As the head of the Ke family, he could not stay away from the family. Although Su Qingfeng left him to recuperate in the Tianyan Sect for a few days, Ke Yucheng still declined to leave.

Until Ke Yucheng left with everyone in the Ke family, Ke Haoran didn't notice that there was a girl in red staring at him behind him.

Finally, the girl in red walked up to Ke Haoran in three steps and then two steps.

"Junior sister, is something wrong?"

The person who asked was Ke Haoran who looked confused.

The response he got was a vicious kick from the girl in red.

Ke Haoran covered his stepped toes and looked at the leaving figure of the girl in red with a question mark on his face.

Su Shiyuan arched Ke Haoran's shoulders and asked teasingly:

"Eighth senior brother, is that my future eighth sister-in-law?"

The girl in red who hadn't walked far staggered and almost fell.

Ke Haoran almost jumped up when he heard the word "eighth sister-in-law".

The senior brothers and sisters behind him were laughing and joking.

……

In front of.

Everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance was trapped in a barrier.

The sun was about to set.

Song Desheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Sect Leader Su! If you have any requests, just ask! I just ask you to let us go back without forgetting our faults!"

Song Desheng did not expect that Su Qingfeng, who was rumored to be seriously injured, was not only fine, but also broke through to the void refining stage.

Although he was not from the Southern Territory, Song Desheng had heard about Su Qing's reputation in the Eastern Territory.

Song Desheng knew that someone like Su Qingfeng would not be able to kill everyone in their Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, so he wanted to negotiate terms.

Su Qingfeng has never been good at scheming, and he has never thought about asking for compensation from Wanjian Alliance.

He never even thought about driving out all the members of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.

It wasn't because he was kind-hearted and couldn't take action, but because after he broke through to the Void Refining Stage, the range of his soul's perception was greatly different and expanded a lot.

He could vaguely sense that he was not the only one in the realm of immortal cultivation.

Especially the aura of the Eastern Region adjacent to them was the most obvious. Su Qingfeng was very sure that there was a strong man in the Void Refining Stage in the Eastern Region where the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance was located.

Therefore, Su Qingfeng cannot act rashly and kill all the members of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance here, otherwise it will really cause a war between the Eastern Region and the Southern Region. They, the Southern Region, will probably be the one who is defeated in embarrassment.

But Su Qingfeng didn't intend to let them leave just like that.

When he was in seclusion on the main peak, he did not block his perception of the outside world, so he already knew about the heavenly oath made by Song Desheng and Su Shiyuan.

Su Qingfeng did not need to take action, he only needed to trap everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. When Song Desheng was still in the Tianyan Sect tomorrow, he would naturally be obliterated by the rules of heaven.

Seeing that Su Qingfeng didn't speak, Song Desheng became anxious.

"Sect Leader Su can put forward any requests he has!"

Su Qingfeng glanced at him lightly,

"Do not……"

Before he could say the rejection, Su Qingfeng noticed that his sleeve was being pulled.

Su Shiyuan blinked at him and stuck his head out.

"What my father means is, don't keep your words!"

Song Desheng nodded repeatedly, "That's natural! If your sect has any request, you can make any request as long as you agree to let us leave safely!"

Hearing this, Su Shiyuan's almond-shaped eyes flashed with a cunning light.

"Is this true?"

"really!"

"Well, as long as you hand over [-] million mid-grade spiritual stones, you can leave!"

Song Desheng:? ! !

Everyone in the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance:? ? ?

The five Fuxuefeng brothers who just came over:! ! !

Su Qingfeng, who was ready to release Guangfeng Jiyue:? !

The little girl who stood calmly had a reluctant expression on her face, which made everyone in the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance somewhat suspicious, as if it was not them who were in trouble with the hundred million spirit stones, but Su Shiyuan who was standing in front of them.

how? Do you think the amount of [-] million spiritual stones is too small?

Song Desheng's heart was bleeding.

But now they are the fish and the others are the slaves. Even if he was very dissatisfied with this condition, Song Desheng had to look flattering and said:

"Can the number of spiritual stones be reduced? One hundred million spiritual stones is fine, but can it be replaced with low-grade spiritual stones?"

One hundred million mid-grade spiritual stones is equal to one billion low-grade spiritual stones!

There are very few middle-grade spiritual stones and high-grade spiritual stones in the Lower Immortal Realm, and almost all the spiritual veins found are low-grade spiritual stones.

Su Shiyuan asked for [-] million middle-grade spiritual stones. Their Ten Thousand Swords Alliance did not have that many middle-grade spiritual stones, so they had to pay for them with low-grade spiritual stones in the end.

That’s one billion low-grade spiritual stones! ! !

When Su Shiyuan heard this, the smile on his fair face suddenly froze.

"What's wrong? Elder Song thinks it's too much?"

"I just did a rough scan. There are about 1000 people in your Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. The 10 million spirit stones allocated to each person is only [-] spirit stones."

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It’s so late, I will update early tomorrow! Sorry guys~~~┗(t﹏t)┛Raise your hands and admit your mistake!