Chapter 421 Leng Yuan and the Poisonous Hand

"Hey, Fairy Li, who is the person who came with you?"

At this time, some people gradually began to notice Su Chen standing aside, and their eyes showed subtle hostility.

They were all well-known geniuses among the younger generation of the Yunyuan Empire, and Li Chan'er's appearance and talent were both top-notch. She was very popular among them, but this girl was too noble and usually indifferent to everyone.

Unexpectedly, Li Chan'er would appear with a young man at this moment, which naturally made them surprised and jealous.

Li Chan'er glanced at Su Chen and said, "A friend of mine."

Friend?

The young geniuses were even more jealous when they heard it.

You know, there was once a rich young man in the imperial capital who spent a lot of money to set up a banquet in the largest restaurant in the imperial capital in order to make friends with Li Chan'er, and prepared generous gifts waiting for Li Chan'er to come, but in the end Li Chan'er still didn't go.

There was also a genius in the alchemy path who worked hard to refine a nine-orifice golden elixir that was extremely beneficial to the strong in the Lingtai realm, and personally sent it to the sect where Li Chan'er was, and all he wanted was to drink tea with Li Chan'er, but he was still rejected by Li Chan'er.

Such a high-ranking flower that no one can pick now appears with an unknown boy and calls him a friend. How can these people not be jealous?

At this moment, a series of eyes fell on Su Chen with a burning meaning, as if they could burn a hole in Su Chen's body.

Then, they found something unbelievable. Su Chen's cultivation level was only the third level of the transformation realm!

"What? This guy's cultivation level is only the third level of the transformation realm?"

"How can this guy stand with Fairy Li? Isn't this a flower stuck in cow dung?"

Suddenly, dozens or hundreds of hostile eyes enveloped Su Chen.

Su Chen felt these eyes, but his heart was calm, but there was a hint of self-mockery. Was he mocking his physique? He had done nothing, but he had attracted the hostility of so many people.

"What's your name? Which sect or family are you from?"

A young man in a green robe and carrying a long sword walked towards Su Chen and asked.

This young man seemed to be Leng Yuan, the genius of the Leng family in the imperial capital, as Li Chan'er had mentioned before.

At this moment, although Leng Yuan looked at Su Chen with a calm gaze, it was still not difficult to see the flames dancing in the depths of his eyes, which was a kind of fighting spirit that only men could understand.

It seemed that this was another guy who was conquered by Li Chan'er.

"Su Chen, your origin is not worth mentioning."

Su Chen smiled faintly.

"Haha, you don't even dare to tell me your origin. It seems that you are a coward."

"Perhaps it would be more embarrassing to tell his origin, so he can only choose not to tell it."

The other people present seemed to have caught Su Chen's sore spot and started to mock him.

Leng Yuan looked Su Chen up and down for a while, and it seemed that he really couldn't see what was special about this guy in the third level of the transformation realm. He couldn't help but shook his head, and the fighting spirit in his eyes faded.

"We are all in the Demonic Realm. Those who come here are brothers. If you encounter any problems in the future, you can report my name, Leng Yuan."

Leng Yuan said. He didn't see a strong cultivation from Su Chen. It might be that he was just someone Li Chan'er met by chance, and he didn't pose any threat to him.

"Thank you very much."

Su Chen smiled slightly. He didn't have much bad feelings towards Leng Yuan. The other party seemed to be of good character.

"Leng Yuan, why are you trying to make friends with this guy in the third level of the transformation realm? Don't you think it's a loss of your status?"

Another young man in black clothes with a black flame mark on his forehead said disdainfully. This young man had a proud look on his face. Obviously, like Leng Yuan, he was a person who stood out from the crowd.

"Little Poison Hand, if you can't speak, don't speak. What does it have to do with you?"

Li Chan'er said to the black-clothed youth somewhat unhappily. Although Su Chen did make her very angry before, he was her savior anyway, and she said that Su Chen was her friend. Anyone who looked down on Su Chen would be giving her no face.

"Tsk, a guy who can only hide behind a woman."

The black-clothed youth known as the Little Poison Hand sneered.

It was at this time that everyone saw another group of people coming out of the altar

As soon as Huang Qi and the others came up, they looked around and shouted, "They said they would pass on the inheritance to us, but where is it? Could they be lying to us?"

Then, they found dozens of people present and were immediately shocked: "Leng Yuan? Little Poison Hand? And Fairy Li... Why are you all here?"

"Are you all here to obtain the inheritance?" Huang Qi's eyes turned. A few people obtaining the inheritance is a different concept from dozens of people. If the number of inheritances is fixed, the more people there are, the less each person will get.

Just when Huang Qi was about to say something, his eyes suddenly turned and fell on Su Chen who was standing beside him.

"Why is this guy here too?"

Huang Qi was secretly surprised, and at the same time, a trace of caution was revealed in his eyes. After being beaten by Su Chen before, he dared not underestimate Su Chen anymore.

The injury caused by Su Chen's move still hurts until now.

Behind Huang Qi stood the girl who was said to be his fiancée, with her head slightly lowered. Occasionally, she made eye contact with Su Chen and smiled kindly at him.

Su Chen also nodded slightly to the girl, then closed his eyes slightly, and ignored the undercurrents at the scene.

"Youngsters!"

After a while, the sound like a Huangzhong Dalu just now rang again.

Suddenly, many people opened their eyes at once, and their eyes were cast around, but as before, they still did not find where the real body of the sound was.

"Youngsters, I have told each of you before that I am the master of the Demonic Realm. To be precise, I became the master of the Demonic Realm because I suppressed the previous master of the Demonic Realm."

The bell-like voice said, "The reason why I summoned you here is because I have a legacy to bestow upon you, but I need a hundred of you to unlock the seal of the legacy."

"Now that the number of people has reached a hundred, it is time to prepare to bestow upon you the legacy."

Is it time?

Everyone present was cheered up, and this voice was like a shot of adrenaline, making everyone present instantly excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.