But in the midst of everyone's shocked gazes, Ling Xiao suddenly turned to look at Ye Qingchan with a rather gentle tone.

"Mr...Mr.?!"

Ye Qingchan was in a daze, a little frightened by this sudden favor.

Young master, do you want to give this artifact to me?

This is an artifact!!!

As one of the strongest forces in the Northern Wilderness, Donghua Sect only has this artifact.

As for the Xuanjian Sect, only his father Ye Liuyun has a low-grade artifact, the Blue Bird Sword, which symbolizes the status of the sect leader!

It can be said that in this northern wilderness, artifacts are the key to determining the destiny of a sect and are also where the inheritance lies.

Young Master Ling Xiao...actually gave himself a divine weapon in front of so many people?

What an honor this is? What a favor!!!!

Quite suddenly, Ye Qingchan felt that following Mr. Ling Xiao was really a wise move.

This feeling of being in the spotlight and being envied by others is really... very happy.

Ye Liuyun's old face turned into a small chrysanthemum again.

Gan!

It seems that the relationship between Master Lingxiao and Qingchan is already quite deep!

Giving away a divine weapon casually, how can this courage and skill be compared to that of Chu Yang Churi?

No, they are not worthy of having names in front of the Young Master!!

"If you like it, just accept it. Although Ling's family background is mediocre, it's just a magical artifact and it's of no use to me."

Ling Xiao casually threw the divine cauldron to Ye Qingchan, and when he saw it, Dong Youdao felt a sudden pain in his body.

Young Master, this is a divine weapon!

At least you can express your love for me and it won't be in vain for me to kneel down and lick you all the time.

Just changing his mind, Dong Youdao felt relieved.

It would be great if you can accept it.

Although there was no aura fluctuation in Master Ling Xiao's body, the power in his glance just now made him feel as deep and terrifying as the abyss.

This is not only a young master from Shengzhou with a terrifying background, but also a peerless talent with terrifying cultivation!

And at this time,

Many female disciples at the foot of the mountain looked at Ye Qingchan, with jealousy clearly shining in their eyes.

Why?

So can Ye Qingchan be the only one favored by Master Ling Xiao?

How am I worse than her?

Thinking like this, many sect saints, dynasty princesses and some arrogant goddesses in the eyes of the Northern Wilderness have begun to quietly pull down their shoulder sleeves, exposing their waists, and even worse, straight up their chests, just to beg for the high and mighty ones. Young Master Ling Xiao can take a look at them.

After all, no one has ascended to these four wastelands for a long time, let alone a powerful person from the Holy State.

And as long as they can get a piece of the young master's clothes, they may be able to completely change their destiny, and their chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven.

"There is one more thing. Ling would like to ask for your help."

Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at the people in front of the hall, his face obviously solemn.

But in destiny, one always has to show off.

Look at these licking dogs, don't they deserve to be slapped in the face?

Therefore, it is only appropriate for them to find the whereabouts of the next Son of Destiny.

"snort!"

However, the moment Ling Xiao finished speaking, Nan Batian suddenly snorted coldly, with golden light flashing all over his body, showing an arrogant attitude.

"Um?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Do you have any objections to me?"

How could a mere person from the lower world be Ling Xiao's opponent, even if he could build the Imperial Road?

Even if the latter doesn't use the demon's true form, its superficial strength alone is enough to easily crush it.

Moreover, the pressure of Ling Xiao's soul is now comparable to that of an immortal, even if Yin Ming sees him, he will feel frightened.

What's more, the emperor's way of these four wastelands has no name at all.

The words and deeds of the true ancient emperors of the Holy State were accompanied by the coming of thunder, the flying of real dragons, the rise and fall of the sun, and their indescribable mysteries.

It's ridiculous that a fake emperor from a barbaric land dares to show off in front of him.

"Why!"

Nan Batian shouted loudly, which frightened many powerful people around him to tremble.

This Nan Batian really doesn't know how to live or die.

The Donghua Sect Master even knelt down, but he still dared to yell at Young Master Ling Xiao!

If they offend Mr. Ling Xiao, none of them will be able to leave today.

"Why?"

Ling Xiao grinned, but there was no warmth on his face.

The heaven and earth instantly became suppressed, and there were faint clouds spreading from the top of the mountain.

"Why did the young master give Dong Youdao the opportunity to present a gift, but not us!"

Nan Batian stood proudly in front of him in golden clothes, his tone was as domineering as ever, but why did something suddenly start to sound wrong when he said it?

"My son, the Immortal, is banished. This is the grand scene of our Four Wildernesses and the auspiciousness of the Immortal Way. God has nothing to repay, but I would like to express my sincere gratitude by giving him my century-old accumulation!"

Everyone stared blankly at the upright lord of the dynasty, and after a while they swallowed.

Xiao Tian?

Nan Batian?!

The dignified King of the South has dominated the Northern Wilderness with absolute domineering since he became famous.

Everyone originally thought that today he would die to prove the truth, but unexpectedly...he turned out to be even more shameless and direct than Dong Youdao!
Chapter completed!