Xianxia: My Disciples Are Insane! Chapter 134
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Li Tianci was very surprised to see Wu Yunfei walking towards him.
As a devil cultivator with a bitter and vengeful look on his face, he thought that no one would come looking for him.
"Who are you? What's the matter?"
His words were simple and concise.
"I am Wu Yunfei. I have some matters to discuss with the two of you. I hope that we can find a quiet place to chat."
Hearing this, Li Tianci was stunned.
Unlike Zhao Hang, the demon cultivator, he had heard of Wu Yunfei.
He was known as the number one person in the array path of the younger generation. He was an unaffiliated cultivator who had fought for many years in the south pole.
Then, he looked at Zhao Hang.
"I didn't expect the strongest array master of the younger generation to be with the strongest demon cultivator of the younger generation. Then, I will listen to what you have to say."
Soon, they rented a secret room.
It had to be said that the Eight Sects of the Righteous Path were very good at business.
After the array was activated and the news was covered, Wu Yunfei started to explain.
"Since the two of you are already here, you must be here to buy the photographic stone. What do you think of the nameless Emperor?"
They did not expect him to ask this question, and they were both confused.
"The nameless Emperor is naturally very powerful and has a high level of cultivation," Zhao Hang replied.
Li Tianci seemed to think that this question was too childish, and he fell silent.
"I'll get straight to the point. The nameless Emperor has done me a great favor. I have a way to leave the Myriad Flowers World, and I hope that I can go to that world to learn from him."
"Now I have enough plans to fly in space, but I need your help."
Soon, Wu Yunfei told them his plan.
Zhao Hang and Li Tianci were stunned.
They did not expect to hear such a crazy plan.
"You want to rely on the three of us to fly through the universe?"
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"Between the three of us, not one is a cultivator of the upper three realms. Who can guarantee our safety?"
Zhao Hang was extremely surprised.
He could not understand.
Li Tianci was already a little angry.
"I'm not related to you. You want me to use my lifespan to calculate the location of the Emperor's world? What is in it for me?"
Wu Yunfei was also silent.
He did not know how to convince the two of them.
After thinking about all he had to offer, Wu Yunfei felt that only the inheritance of the Yellow Dao palace was the most valuable.
'In any case, if I go to that world and become a disciple of that world, I can cultivate to a stronger inheritance. And if they take the risk with me, it's only right to give it to them.'
Having made up his mind, Wu Yunfei gritted his teeth and told them about the process of obtaining the inheritance of the Yellow Dao Palace and the contents of the inheritance.
"The level of this inheritance is very high and very powerful. There shouldn't be such a powerful inheritance in the Myriad Flowers World."
This bargaining chip shocked the two of them.
This was especially true for Li Tianci.
If he could obtain such a powerful inheritance, he would definitely become very powerful.
Taking revenge and becoming stronger so that he would no longer be manipulated by others was his greatest wish.
As long as he obtained the inheritance and broke through, he would be able to recover the life he lost.
"Are you really willing to exchange such an important inheritance?" Li Tianci could not help but ask.
"If I can become the Emperor's disciple, I think I'll definitely be able to obtain a better inheritance."
Hearing this answer, Li Tianci was stunned.
Zhao Hang could not help but ask, "Flying in space is so dangerous. Are you really that confident that you'll reach your destination?"
"Actually, I've carefully studied the Yellow Dao Palace's inheritance. I can guarantee that as long as the flying ship is built and the array is set up, I'll definitely be able to reach my destination."
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"Then what if the Emperor doesn't accept you?"
"At the very most, I'll join his sect and become a fellow disciple. There will always be a chance for me to receive guidance."
Li Tianci looked at Wu Yunfei and his heart was suddenly filled with envy.
"He lives for himself. He fights for himself and takes risks for himself."
Li Tianci had revealed his talent when he was very young.
However, the place where he lived belonged to the Devil Sect's sphere of influence.
No matter how peaceful the Myriad Flowers World's demonic sect was, it was still a demonic sect.
Therefore, Li Tianci had given up his lifespan since he was young and was forced to deduce things for others.
Countless demonic cultivators fought over him.
He had gone through many twists and turns, but he had never calculated anything for himself.
"Do you think the Emperor will accept me as a disciple? Do you think he will consider my talent?" Li Tianci suddenly asked.
Zhao Hang and Wu Yunfei were surprised.
Wu Yunfei asked, "What do you mean?"
"Since you found me, you must know about my situation. I have never divined anything for myself since I was young."
Li Tianci closed his eyes, "Although your Yellow Dao Palace inheritance is strong, the nameless Emperor is definitely stronger! If I want to learn, I will learn from the strongest!"
A faint demonic aura spread around his body, and his hair started to turn from black to red.
Wu Yunfei nodded and patted his shoulder.
The two looked at Zhao Hang together.
"Alright, I agree. I also want to see if I can become an Emperor's disciple."
"You agree? Just like that? You don't have any revenge to wreak, and you probably don't know how strong an Emperor is."
Hearing Wu Yunfei's question, Zhao hang smiled.
The space around his green hair was illuminated with a blue light. The light complemented the green in his hair.
"I've seen so many shadow stones, and I'm about to break through. That's why I know how powerful he is."
Wu Yunfei and Li Tianci looked at the aura Zhao Hang was giving off, and they were both a bit dazed.
This was because they found that the aura was incredibly strong.
They were both experienced and knowledgeable, so they knew that the amount of spiritual qi stored was probably not even comparable to a Tribulation Transcendent Realm cultivator.
There was still something that Zhao Hang did not say out loud.
As a great demon in the form of a plant, his strength was far more powerful than the two of them. And he had left a seed in the place where he was born.
If he really died outside, that seed would sprout.
After tens of thousands of years, everything would return to normal. His soul would merge with his body, and he would also be resurrected.
This was the Canaan Giant Tree's innate ability.
However, this would also waste his ten thousand years of time and all of his current cultivation.
However, Zhao Hang decided to take a gamble.
He felt that the two people in front of him were too interesting.
For one of them, upon just laying eyes on the Great Emperor's image, he wanted to go through the boundless void to find him and become his disciple.
Wu Yunfei's devotion and dedication to the art of formations moved him.
Li Tianci's talent in deduction had a great danger of consuming his lifespan.
Wu Yunfei was a stranger. There was actually no real proof that he could find the Great Emperor.
However, Li Tianci was willing to take the gamble because he wanted to use his ability and deduce for himself for once, and not for others.
"I'll go find a place with sufficient spiritual energy and use my power to absorb and store that energy. You go set up the formation and gather the materials to build the flying boat."
Wu Yunfei took a deep breath.
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