Chapter 348 Undercurrent

Although Evian was condescending, he did not dare to make any mistakes. He saluted and said: "Evian of the Immortal Pavilion and Xing Pavilion has seen the Supreme Lord of Heavenly Evil!"

"On the order of Grand Elder Xingyao, I hope that the Supreme Lord can do something for our Xing Pavilion."

The Supreme Lord Tiansha said concisely and concisely: "That old guy Xingyao is not dead yet. Let's hear what he wants to do?"

Evian told everything about Lin Fengmian, and then said respectfully:

"The Great Elder hopes that the Supreme Being can take down Ye Xuefeng and send him back to our Immortal Pavilion. Our Immortal Pavilion will definitely reward him generously."

The Supreme Lord Tiansha said with great interest, closed his eyes and emitted waves of strange soul fluctuations.

Evian knew that he was communicating with the people in Tiansha Palace to understand the situation, so he was not in a hurry and just stood there waiting quietly.

After a while, Tiansha Supreme got the latest news, but it was still news from a few days ago.

He opened his eyes and said dumbly: "I didn't expect that Jun Yan would produce another incredible genius after Jun Aoshi."

"I wonder what this son has to do with your Immortal Pavilion? Why does that old guy Xingyao have to take him back?"

"Could it be that the old monster from your Immortal Pavilion escaped?"

Yiyun said seriously: "This son is the illegitimate son of the great elder who is living abroad. The great elder specially sent me to welcome him back."

The Supreme Lord Tiansha couldn't help laughing when he heard the words. His laughter echoed in the cave and shook many rocks into powder.

"Xingyao's illegitimate son living abroad? Is this old guy kidding me?"

"Who was he born to? You? Or that bitch Yuexuan?"

Evian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but tried his best to keep the expression on his face unchanged.

"The Supreme is joking. I, the Immortal Pavilion, really want to cooperate with the Supreme. I am willing to use three drops of purified ancestral witch essence blood in exchange for the Supreme's action."

The face of the Supreme Lord Tiansha darkened, and he said coldly: "Three drops of ancestral witch essence blood want to exchange for a peerless genius that I will rarely encounter in Beiming for ten thousand years? Are you, Immortal Pavilion, playing tricks on me?"

There was an indescribable aura on his body. Evian resisted the pressure and said: "What about the supreme will?"

The Supreme Lord Tiansha said solemnly: "You have to pay more!"

Evian's face stiffened, and then the Supreme Lord Tiansha continued: "I want five drops of ancestral witch essence blood, and ten bottles of Desolate Star Liquid!"

Evian was a little embarrassed and bargained: "I can give you the essence and blood of the ancestral witch, but we can only give you five bottles of Desolate Star Liquid."

The two parties negotiated for a while and finally settled on eight bottles.

Supreme Tiansha said with satisfaction: "Go back and wait, I will hand him over to you in a few days!"

Evian couldn't help but feel a little painful, and saluted: "Then we will wait for the good news from the Supreme Being."

After the stars above his head dispersed, he looked strangely and said, "People's hearts are not as old as they used to be. Where is the most basic trust between people?"

Since you stand so high, why do you have to cast a spell to cover up your skirt?

I spent a long time looking at people's cracks, but in the end I didn't even find a hair!

He sighed, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and said coldly: "Netherworld!"

The blood mist surged, and then a man's voice came out: "The Netherworld is here, I wonder what your Majesty has to say?"

The Supreme Lord Tiansha ordered: "Go to Junyan and help me bring back a boy named Ye Xuefeng. Remember, he must live!"

Although Lin Fengmian's talent was very strong, the Dongxu realm was really not worth his effort.

Leaving such a small task to the Netherworld Sword Master under his command would feel like swatting mosquitoes with a cannon.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I have been in retreat recently. I wonder who this Ye Xuefeng is?" Netherworld Sword Master asked doubtfully.

"You will know after you go out and ask. Now this boy is famous as Dong Junyan." The Supreme Lord Tiansha said calmly.

"What if that old guy Jun Lingtian blocks it?" Netherworld Sword Master asked.

"Just say that I want it, but you really can't summon the projection of me." The Supreme Lord Tiansha said indifferently.

"Yes! This subordinate will rush to Junyan overnight and bring him to your Majesty." Netherworld Sword Master said respectfully.

The Supreme Lord Tiansha hummed and disconnected the Blood God Technique, and then smiled slightly.

"I don't know what's so magical about this kid that makes him worthy of Xingyao's troubles."

"But no matter what, it has nothing to do with me anyway! Let's seize the time to prepare for the next calamity of heaven and man."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I will join the Immortal Palace and become one of them."

His figure slowly sank, sinking into the blood pool again, and a huge heartbeat sounded again under the blood pool.

Junlin City, the residence of the fourth prince.

Ding Fuxia came here to have a secret talk with Jun Chengye, hiding the truth from others.

"Chengye, what are your plans?"

Jun Chengye's eyes were a little sinister, and his hand holding the cup was slightly firm.

"Obviously the throne has been obtained, but it's all this damn Ye Xuefeng's fault. For such a regicide, my father actually named him a holy king!"

Ding Fuxia said helplessly: "Chengye, please calm down. Your Majesty has no choice but to use favors to trap him, otherwise Jun Yan may fall apart."

Jun Chengye naturally understood this truth, but he couldn't swallow it because he was obviously the most suitable.

Why, why did you give the throne to Yunshang, a girl who doesn't know anything?

"Uncle, help me contact Tiansha Palace and tell them that I am willing to surrender, as long as they can give me what I deserve!"

Tiansha Temple had approached him before and wanted to cooperate with him, but he refused righteously.

But this time is also the other time!

Ding Fuxia was startled and said: "Chengye, are you serious? This way we, Jun Yan, will be completely reduced to vassals."

Even if Tiansha Palace really takes back the throne for him, the saints stationed in Junyan will be appointed by Tiansha Palace.

At that time, Junyan will no longer have autonomy like it does now, but will be a vassal state at the mercy of others.

Jun Chengye is not unaware of this truth. He said with a gloomy face: "Uncle, I have no choice!"

"Even if it is a puppet Saint Emperor, it is still a Saint Emperor, better than a vassal king!"

"Since Tiansha Palace needs a legitimate reason to annex Junyan, I will give it to him!"

Ding Fuxia sighed, how could he be willing?

"Okay, I will contact the people of Tiansha Palace now!"

Jun Chengye nodded and said: "Uncle, be careful, wait for me to ascend the throne, and make you king!"

"There is no need to say this between you and me! Will uncle not help you?" Ding Fuxia said with a smile.

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In the underground secret room of Anxi Palace.

Jun Aoshi sat on the main seat, not drinking, but brewing tea for the first time in a long time.

There were two people sitting opposite him, one of whom was short and dark, and it was the Zhennan Prince Xu Su.

The other man was in his early thirties, handsome, somewhat similar to him, dressed in black, with a stern face.

He said, "Third brother, my people are in place, and many of our people have also replaced the guards in the imperial city and the palace. When do you think we should start?"

Xu Su also grinned and said, "Third Prince, my people are also on standby outside the city, just waiting for the prince to speak."