"Xiao Cang Tian, ​​just wait for me!"

"One day, I will let you know who is the most powerful talent in the Chinese mainland."

Feng Chuan put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.

Tap tap tap!

At this time, there were four sets of footsteps approaching, it was Tianji Pavilion F4, Mr. Paper Fan, Zhu Yongfu, Xiao Fangu, and Dong Yuandong.

"Greetings to the Pavilion Master!"

The four people entered the palace and quickly bowed with their hands in hand.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Chuan looked at Mr. Paper Fan and the others angrily.

Mr. Paper Fan quickly said: "Pavilion Master, the number of second-generation reincarnations placed in various places in our Tianji Pavilion has decreased by more than one million, and all of them are above the Shenyuan realm. What should we do?"

"Ignore it." Feng Chuan sneered.

Could it be that he wanted to say that everything was swallowed up by him?

In this case, shouldn't we scare people like Mr. Paper Fan to death?

"Ignore it?"

Mr. Paper Fan and others were stunned for a moment.

Feng Chuan said nothing, stood calmly, thought about it, and was about to find a reason to fool him.

However, Mr. Paper Fan clapped his hands and said, "I understand! The Celestial Clan is gone, and the second-generation reincarnations they left behind are no longer useful, and they are dead when they die. Pavilion Master, is that right?"

This time it was Feng Chuan's turn to be stunned.

Soon, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said: "Yes, the Heavenly Clan are all gone. We don't need to continue to work hard for them. We don't need to care about the life or death of the second generation reincarnation."

"How about we gather the second-generation reincarnations together and create them as a subordinate force of our Tianji Pavilion?" Zhu Yongfu on the side suggested.

"Okay!" Feng Chuan nodded.

He didn't really want to deal with this matter in the first place. Since Zhu Yongfu and the others could contribute to the management, it would be better.

Feng Chuan added:

"From today on, your Tianji Pavilion is responsible for tracking them and letting them break through the realm as soon as possible and help us."

"Yes." Tianji Pavilion F4 said in unison.

After a while.

Looking at the four people leaving the hall, Feng Chuan took a tea cup and took a sip. The smile on his lips could no longer be hidden.

"This seems like a good plan!"

"Hundreds of Trees of Life will continue to cultivate new undersea gods, and then Tianji Pavilion will be placed in various parts of China to practice with the help of heaven, materials and earth treasures in nearby areas."

"When their cultivation reaches the divine realm, I can harvest them regularly to strengthen myself."

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Feng Chuan felt that he was really a genius.

Soon, he put down his teacup and began to practice hard on the most difficult holy-level magical power "Wanliu Chaoyuan" in Wanzong Holy Land.

Then, he was stumped.

Probably because this magical power is really difficult to practice!

…

Misty Peak.

After the news of Ye Feng resigning as Son of Destiny came out, related discussions were everywhere in Baifu City and Piao Miao Sect.

Many people don't understand why Ye Feng resigned.

They felt very sorry in their hearts.

Dang Dang Dang!

At this time, the sound of the bronze bell calling the door came from the bottom of the mountain.

"A guest is coming? I'll go and receive it!" Fox Dahong was still chewing on a big duck leg and running down the mountain like crazy.

After a while, Hu Dahong came back.

Behind her, there were dozens of illusory figures, all exuding powerful auras, and they were infinitely close to the holy realm.

Ye Feng was quite surprised by this.

These people are the incarnations of Ancient Saints such as Jiaoyang Ancient Sage and Cangqing Forbidden City Lord. Now they are here together and they don’t know what to do.

"I've met Master Ye."

When the saintly incarnations saw Ye Feng, they all held their hands.

Regarding Ye Feng's strength, none of the Holy Realm incarnations present dared to underestimate Ye Feng's strength.

In their opinion, even if their own bodies come in person and join forces, they still cannot defeat the terrifying Ye Feng.

"Senior Ancient Saints, why are you here?"

Ye Feng put down his tea cup and looked around.

"Come to pay a visit." The incarnation of the Ancient Sage Jiaoyang, who was familiar with Ye Feng, was pushed out and took the initiative to explain his intention.

"You are a guest, take a seat!"

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and tapped the void. Dozens of stools appeared nearby. All the incarnations of the Saint Realm sat down one after another and started chatting with Ye Feng.

The whole conversation was of no value.

Probably all the saints came to thank Ye Feng for his contribution to China and congratulate Piaomiao Sect for winning the honorary title of "Quasi Holy Land". Some saints even wanted to send their disciples to Piaomiao Sect.

Ye Feng basically refused everyone's requests.

Half an hour later.

Except for the incarnation of the Ancient Saint of Sun, everyone else left.

"Master Ye, I'm going to see Wenwen." The incarnation of the Ancient Sage Jiaoyang chuckled and walked towards the mountain behind Piaomiao Peak, wanting to know how Xia Wenwen was doing in the Piaomiao Sect.

Ye Feng did not stop him.

He sat on the stool, listening to the notification sound from the system, and almost laughed out loud.

[Reputation value +9272312]

…

【Power of Faith +12836743】

…

Ye Feng, Shenzhou Tiandao, and the Ancient Holy God are collectively known as the three major forces that defeated the Celestial Clan. As one of them, Ye Feng is completely famous in China.

More and more people recognize the Piaomiao Sect from the bottom of their hearts.

As a result, countless reputation points and the power of faith came in like a tide. In just over ten days, the reputation value had increased from hundreds of billions to more than 990 billion today.

"Ding! Congratulations to the Piaomiao Sect for breaking through one trillion in reputation!"

"Congratulations to Spirit Beast Pavilion for being promoted to the eleventh level (holy level)!"

"Reward all the spiritual beasts in the sect to improve to a greater realm!"

"Congratulations to the leader for winning three hidden rewards!"

In the void.

Three golden lucky bags quickly appeared.

Ye Feng held them with his hands, but was not in a hurry to open them. Instead, he opened the Spiritual Beast Pavilion information panel.

[Spiritual Beast Pavilion: Eleventh Level (Holy Level)]

[Spiritual beast guarding the mountain: 891/10000]

[Instructions for promotion of Spirit Beast Pavilion: the reputation value exceeds 10 trillion, and the twelfth level of Spirit Beast Pavilion is opened]

[Function 1: Power superposition]

…

[Function 10: Battle Hall (already launched)]

Ye Feng found that there were no new functional buildings in the Spiritual Beast Pavilion, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"System, does the Spirit Beast Pavilion have no new functions?"

"Since the current ten functions of the Spirit Beast Pavilion are enough to cultivate spirit beasts, there are no brand-new functions for the time being, but it does not mean that there will be no hidden functions in the future, so stay tuned!"

"Okay!" Ye Feng shrugged.

His eyes fell on the three golden lucky bags above his palms, wondering what reward he would get this time.
To be continued...