Super Field Energy Controller

Unlike the sisters Bai Xiaoqing and Bai Xiaorou, Bai Zhen recognized Yang Fan at the first sight, and his heart was already in turmoil.

He knew that in recent days, this human named Yang Fan had caused a huge storm in the human world. Not only was he cruel and decisive, his cultivation was beyond common sense, and his origins were mysterious.

In his opinion, given the current complex situation, his father took the risk of bringing this person back to the royal court and even asked his younger sister to worship him as a master. It was really a blessing or a curse for the Bai Jiao clan.

Moreover, he always felt that this human named Yang Fan might have other intentions in accepting his younger sister as a disciple.

This was exactly why he was wary and hostile to Yang Fan.

However, since his father attached so much importance to this person, he had to suppress his thoughts for the time being and decided to observe this person without showing any emotion first, and then find an opportunity to verify the whole story with his father.

However, what he didn't know was that his thoughts were fully captured by Yang Fan through "telepathy" at the first glance at his qualifications.

Yang Fan had only one thing to say to him from beginning to end: Young man, sister control is a disease and must be treated.

After a while, under the guidance of Bai Zhen, everyone entered a heavily guarded large warehouse.

"Are all the things ready?" Bai Zhen said majestically to the two old men of Tianwai Realm who were guarding the warehouse door.

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An old man immediately said: "Don't worry, young king, 150,000 dense copper materials have been prepared, just in the open space behind the warehouse!"

Obviously, the phone call that Bai Jiang made on the aircraft was to hand over this matter to Bai Zhen.

As he said, he took the initiative to open the warehouse door.

Everyone stepped into it, walked straight through the warehouse where various types of metals were piled up, and walked out of the back door.

A huge copper mountain made of copper blocks and copper bars of different sizes suddenly came into view.

Liu Jingyu and the others couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Before, they had imagined what it would look like if 100,000 coppers were piled together. Now that they really saw it, they still felt a very strong visual shock.

At the same time, they also had an intuitive understanding of the status of the White Dragon Clan in the Spirit Clan.

You know, in the Wind Alliance, except for the official ones, no matter which force, it is impossible to produce such a large amount of pure copper in such a short time.

Yang Fan looked at Bai Zhen with admiration.

This kid did things flawlessly, worthy of being the man who would become the White Dragon King in the future. His requirement was at least 100,000 coppers, but now he prepared 150,000 coppers. Even if these coppers were not very pure, they were enough.

"..."

Bai Zhen, who was praised by Yang Fan with such a look, had no joy in his heart, but instead had an inexplicable anger in his chest.

He was obviously younger than himself, but he looked at him with the eyes of an elder appreciating a younger generation. Anyone would feel awkward.

Helpless, the other party was someone that his father valued, so Bai Zhen could only show a smile that he thought was gentle but somewhat stiff.

Tang Anya, Jian Xinyi and others looked at Yang Fan without blinking, very curious, how exactly would Yang Fan refine such a large copper mountain into a furnace?

Yang Fan took out his pipe, lit the tobacco leaves, looked at the copper mountain and pondered in silence, suddenly thought of something, and waved to Bai Zhen.

Bai Zhen's heart trembled, and he hurried forward and said, "Master Yang, what do you want?"

Even his father had to respectfully call Yang Fan "Young Master". If he did the same, the seniority would be messed up, so he could only raise the title to a higher level.

Since the fourth sister had already worshipped him as her master, it was appropriate for him to call him Master Yang, which could show respect without feeling too embarrassed.

Bai Xiaoyu, who was standing aside, looked at his eldest brother's tangled face, and tried to suppress a smile at the corner of his lips.