The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

Upon hearing this, several big bosses immediately became unhappy.

Although this operation was indeed organized by Wanbao Pavilion and contributed the most, and was also the strongest.

But his side will get 60% alone, which is more than the other forces combined.

No one will be satisfied with this distribution method.

Sure enough, Luo Ai immediately spoke unhappily.

"Fellow Daoist Wan, you are not joking."

"It is true that your Wanbao Pavilion is the strongest here, let's really compete. Together, we are four major forces, four god-transforming monks."

"Your side wants more than our four major forces. This is unjustifiable!"

In response, several other people also nodded, with unhappy looks in their eyes.

Wan Ruyan disagreed with this.

"Everyone, do you think that the 60% that this pavilion wants is all for you?"

"As you just guessed, my last resort is to invite the people out of that place."

"Do you think it doesn't cost anything to invite them?"

Hearing this, several people finally understood.

But even so, a group of people were still unwilling.

Shen Lianhun: "We also understand this, but 60% is still too much."

Seeing that when it came to the matter of distribution, several old guys seemed to be about to have their flesh cut off, and Wan Ruyan was also very unhappy.

However, if you want to deal with the black market of scattered spirits, the combat power of these people is indispensable. Wan Ruyan finally sighed.

"Well, since everyone insists, I will take a step back."

"After everything is done, I, Wanbao Pavilion, will get 50%, and the four of you will get 50%. This is my final compromise."

"If you still don't agree, forget it. At worst, I will find someone else."

Seeing Wan Ruyan's resolute attitude, several big guys looked at each other.

After talking secretly, he finally chose to nod in agreement.

Shen Lianhun: "Okay, we agreed to the assignment, then let's ask fellow Taoist Wan to talk about the specific plan!"

Seeing this, Wan Ruyan's expression softened, and then she began to speak with gleaming eyes.

"Everyone, I have already thought of the general plan, but I still need to discuss the details with a few people."

Shen Lianhun nodded: "Oh, fellow Taoist Wan already has a plan, so tell us quickly and let us all listen."

Wan Ruyan nodded: "That's all. The Sanling Black Market is quite mysterious. Even we don't know if he really has a strong person hidden in him."

"So my plan is, to be sure, we don't take action in the Sanling Crack, but lure them out."

"After leaving their base camp, many of the black market lord's methods will be useless. Let's take a preemptive strike."

"Even if the master of the black market doesn't come, we can slowly reduce the power of the black market by cannibalizing the people in the Xianbao Tower and other sects he controls."

"When we are 100% sure of success, we will combine all our forces to completely crush each other and destroy the Sanling black market. We will even kill the owner of the black market."

After listening to Wan Ruyan's words, everyone began to think deeply.

I have to say that if we can lure the powerful people from the black market outside, that would be a good idea.

At least outside, the black market lord's methods at the base camp cannot be used.

In addition, under the premise of mental arithmetic and unintentional calculation, they can even create some traps for the master of the black market and the strong men of the scattered spirit black market, such as formations and killing rounds.

Feeling that this method was good, Xuan Lingzi continued to ask: "How do fellow Taoists Wan plan to lure them out?"

"You know, the Lord of the Black Market usually rarely appears and rarely leaves the Sanling Crack."

In this regard, the smile on Wan Ruyan's face remained.

"That's easy to say. Have you all forgotten that in less than half a year, it will be the once-a-hundred-year Demon Hunting Day?"

When they heard the words "Demon Hunting Day", all the sect leaders were stunned.

"Yes, I almost forgot, the hunting day is coming soon."

But just after Shen Lianhun finished speaking, his brows wrinkled again.

"No, although the Demon Hunting Day is very important, it is also of great benefit to us."

"But in the past few years, the Sanling Black Market has never participated in the Demon Hunting Day."

"They have no interest in this at all. Fellow Daoist Wan, why do you think that the Lord of the Black Market will come this time?"

Hearing this, others also agreed with Shen Lianhun's statement and looked at Wan Ruyan.

As a result, Wan Ruyan's face became more confident, and her gentle tone contained a hint of murderous intent.

"I know this, that's why I, the Pavilion Master, would ask the people above us when we are so powerful."

"Don't worry, everyone. As long as that person sends a message, even if the master of the black market does not come in person, he will definitely send a large number of experts to participate."

Having said this, Wan Ruyan slowly picked up the tea and drank a cup.

After putting it in the tea cup, he continued: "And this time we don't just invite the black market of Sanling."

"Even the Wind Spirit Sect and the Dragon Soul Sect, these ordinary sects that we usually look down upon, we have to invite them. Of course, this includes the Immortal Treasure Tower."

"Think about it, these are basically what all the big forces are using in the Sanling black market now."

"As long as the strong men sent by these forces are killed one by one in the devil's cave, the strength of the Sanling black market will be greatly reduced."

After hearing this, the eyes of the four sect leaders lit up.

The most excited person was Long Xingtian, who spoke excitedly after hearing this.

"Okay, this is a good idea. I will personally kill Li Xiaofan and Long Kui, these two bastards."

Seeing this, the others nodded and agreed with Wan Ruyan's method.

Next, a group of people discussed in secret for a long time.

It wasn't until the next day that these big guys left Jubaoshan and returned to their respective sects.

Time flies, and more than three months have passed.

During this period of time, Li Xiaofan was still the same as before.

In addition to daily drawing of talismans and practicing, I would occasionally play games with Chunxiao. My life was very comfortable.

Of course, during this period of time, major forces have also helped Li Xiaofan accumulate a certain amount of wealth.

Although I haven't quite collected enough to pay for my trip home, I already have great hope.

But on this day, Li Xiaofan had just finished studying the art of divine refining when the voice of Feng Yaxiao sounded in his mind.

Frowning, Li Xiaofan felt confused.

Since the last battle with the Dragon Soul Sect, Feng Yaxiao seemed to have entered a state of seclusion and never looked for him.

Why did a message suddenly come through today asking me to go see him?

However, since the other party was looking for him, there must be something going on, so Li Xiaofan did not hesitate.

After packing up his things, he headed towards Feng Yaxiao's residence.

Not long after, Li Xiaofan came to the second floor of Feng Yaxiao's attic again.

But as soon as he came in, Li Xiaofan felt something was wrong in the atmosphere.

On the second floor at this moment, Feng Yaxiao and Gui Hai were both there, but both of them were also frowning.

It looked like something was puzzling.

Seeing Li Xiaofan coming, Feng Yaxiao immediately waved.

"Xiaofan, you're here, come quickly and sit down!"