Chapter 4188 Heading to the Western Wasteland

Listening to Yu Feizi's words, Motian slowly turned his head and asked in a deep voice: "Do you have a way to ensure that Lin Wuqian and Han Daoyu will be selected as tributes?"

"Of course, although we are not allowed to enter the inheritance site, we can guide Mingming and Luoyang from the outside, and with a little trick, we can make Lin Wuqian and Han Daoyu become tributes." Yu Feizi answered confidently, "I have my way."

"How sure is your method?" Motian asked with a solemn expression.

He always holds a cautious attitude towards this inheritance.

After all, the three great geniuses of the Great God and Buddha Temple are about to be sent out!

Needless to say, Zhou Mingming is his direct disciple, and Luoyang is Yu Feizi's direct disciple!

As for Ling, although he is still young, his blood contains a huge mystery, which may be closely related to the God Clan on the domain.

These three geniuses are the future of the Great God and Buddha Temple!

Therefore, no matter how tempting the inheritance is, what he cares about most is always safety!

The inheritance can be given up, but the safety of the three geniuses must be guaranteed!

"Don't worry, Motian. If I'm not more than 90% sure about this, I won't do it." Yu Feizi replied.

"Okay."

Motian nodded slowly and didn't ask any more questions.

Although he is the master of the temple and Yu Feizi is the elder, the monks inside the Great God Buddha Temple know that most of the time they are equal in status.

"Gene Era"

Whenever it comes to major events, the two will discuss together before making a decision.

For example, the treasure of the Great God Buddha Beads also needs to be taken out and used with the consent of both parties.

"Then, I'm ready to go." Yu Feizi said.

"Well." Motian responded.

"Swoosh..."

Yu Feizi's figure quickly disappeared.

Motian looked at the endless ocean, his eyes flashing.

...

In the hall.

"Lin Wuqian, you are a fart!" Ling cursed angrily.

"Then you don't understand that Senior Brother is not even as good as a fart, but a pile of shit." Lin Batian said with a smile, shaking the paper fan in his hand.

"How dare you say that about Senior Brother Mingming!?" Ling's face flushed red, and her body was shaking with anger.

Ever since she was brought back to the Great God and Buddha Temple, she has admired Senior Brother Zhu Mingming the most!

But today, Zhu Mingming was defeated in front of this damn Lin Wuqian.

Although it was a draw on the surface, but... Lin Wuqian obviously had the upper hand, so even if she wanted to argue, she would be at a disadvantage and could not argue at all!

Fang Yu, of course, did not participate in this meaningless quarrel, and was talking to Xiao Liyu through the Yu family token.

"Xiao Hei, are you going to the Western Wasteland?! So sudden!" Xiao Liyu asked in surprise.

"Yes, it is indeed very sudden, but I have to go there." Fang Yu replied.

"I've heard from my father before... The Western Wasteland is very different from our Northern Wasteland. There is no power over there, only blood and origin." The little carp thought for a while and said, "The competition between the various tribes in their Western Wasteland is much stronger than the power in our Northern Wasteland."

"And when they face cultivators from other wastelands like us, they will unite against the enemy and target together..."

"You must be careful when you go to the Western Wasteland, and never get involved in the wars between those big tribes."

Listening to what the little carp said, Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

It seems that the situation in the Western Wasteland will be very similar to that of the Yunyun Continent.

"Also, Xiaohei, thank you for what happened today!" The little carp said solemnly again.

"What are you thanking me for? This is what I promised your father." Fang Yu replied, "I made a deal with your father."

"That's your business with my father, and it's my business for me to thank you!" The little carp said firmly, "If it weren't for your help, we really don't know what to do today..."

"Okay, we are friends, and it's our duty to help each other." Fang Yu said.

"Well, then I'll wait for you at home." The little carp said in a brisk tone.

"Okay."

After saying this, Fang Yu cut off the connection.

Turning his head, he saw Han Miaoyi staring at him.

"What for?" Fang Yu asked.

"Master, are we really going to the Western Wasteland?" Han Miaoyi asked after a pause.

"What else? I've heard so much just now, how can I not go and take a look?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Oh." Han Miaoyi nodded, and then said as if he had mentioned it unintentionally, "By the way, Master, what is the relationship between you and that Wu Yiyao on the spiritual platform before?"

"Wu Yiyao?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and replied, "She is just a defeated general, it doesn't matter."

"Oh, that's good." Han Miaoyi replied.

Fang Yu glanced at Han Miaoyi, and regardless of what she was thinking, he turned to look at Lin Batian.

To be honest, he really wanted to talk to Lin Batian now.

But the problem is, in this situation, they have no reason to suddenly fight.

If they don't fight, they can't pull Lin Batian into the small world and can't talk.

"I can only wait for the opportunity later." Fang Yu thought.

Lin Batian is still cursing with Ling.

Of course, from the scene, Ling is at an absolute disadvantage and is scolded red.

Lin Batian can say anything with his mouth, and he can use any dirty words. How can a flower like Ling who grows in a greenhouse deal with it?

Later, even Zhou Mingming and Luo Yang, who had been forcing themselves to remain calm, were angered by Lin Batian's words.

"Hey, you all want to hit me, right? Come on, I'll stand here, hit me." Lin Batian stuck his head out and said in a very annoying way.