Immortal World Supplier

Chapter 493 Don't Say You Are My Son

"Hmm...Young Sect Master, don't worry, Fang Qi rejected Daoist Lu You's invitation, saying that he didn't want to be bound by the rules of the Heavenly Alliance..."

Heiying continued, Wan Xinghai and Wan Ritian breathed a sigh of relief.

If Fang Qi really became the Holy Son of the Heavenly Alliance, then what kind of sanctions they want to impose on Fang Qi... that would be empty talk.

Even if you want to assassinate secretly, you have to worry a lot.

The majesty of the Tianmeng is there, how can it be desecrated?

Don't look at Qingtianzong is still a great faction of ten thousand years, but in the eyes of Tianmeng, what is the great faction of ten thousand years? Isn't it easy to exterminate the sect and family?

In history, how many disobedient Wanzai factions have been wiped out by the Tianmeng?

Even the super big faction would never dare to show their teeth to the Tianmeng.

In the cultivation world, the Tianmeng family dominates!

But Fang Qi chose to refuse, and Wan Xinghai breathed a sigh of relief...

He felt so humiliated... Now he actually felt lucky because Fang Qi refused to join the Heavenly Alliance...

People can join the Heavenly Alliance casually, and they can also ascend to the sky to become the Holy Son of the Heavenly Alliance. If you look at it this way...the gap between them seems to be very large...

"Fang Qi...don't underestimate him, the gold-plated snow robe must be taken back!"

Wan Ritian said in a very firm tone, this person... since he has already had a grudge with Qingtianzong, he must not be able to win him over.

The gold-plated snow robe belongs to Qingtianzong... If you can get it back from Fang Qi, then everything is easy to say, if you can't get it back... then you can only take some actions!

"You idiot, if it wasn't for you, why would our Qingtian Sect be here? Why would I bow my head to a junior?"

"Now you come with me, first redeem the gold-plated snow robe, as for the rest, we will talk about it later!"

Wan Ritian was afraid of having long nights and dreams, and the strangeness of the gold-plated snow robe was not difficult to find. If people knew that this was originally a growth tool...it would not be snapped up by others!

Moreover, it is related to the stability of the Qingtian Sect and the stability of his position as suzerain, so there must be no negligence.

If you are negligent, it is very likely that you will end up forever!

"Father, didn't you want to kill him? Kill him! And that bitch Pei Yin, you kill them all, kill them, won't the gold-plated snow robe come back? Why is it so troublesome! Must kill him!"

Wan Xinghai waved his two bare arms, and the only remaining two fingers hung there alone, looking particularly miserable.

"You are still arguing with me when you say you are an idiot? When is it now? He has just cured Daozun Lu You, and he is registered with the Tianmeng. His every move is bound to be watched by the Tianmeng. Once we choose to make a move at this time...do you think we have much ability to compete with the Tianmeng?"

"We don't have much time now. If Fang Qi resells the gold-plated snow robe... it will be troublesome! I shouldn't have given this gold-plated snow robe to you in the first place! How embarrassing to me!"

"Don't say that you are my Wan Ritian's son when you go out in the future, I don't have such a useless son as you in Wan Ritian!"

When Wan Ritian was speaking, he glanced at Wan Xinghai's bare arm, and suddenly felt that his words were a bit heavy.

Speaking of which, his son is also a victim, with ten fingers connected to his heart, and now eight fingers are missing. If there is no magic medicine tonic, he may be disabled in this life.

But the magic medicine is hard to find... This is a generally accepted truth!

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