"Chu Fengmian, too strong is easy to break. You can be frivolous when you are young, but being arrogant will only lead to your own destruction."
The ink painting saint heard Chu Fengmian's words and said in a deep voice.
"Our Wusheng Academy and the four major sects are all allies. This condition is impossible for me to accept."
"Alliance? Ink Sage, these words coming from your mouth are a bit too false."
Chu Fengmian had a slight smile on his lips and talked eloquently.
"There is an overt and covert struggle between Wusheng Academy and the four major sects. Taking this opportunity, Chu killed these people, which is only good for Wusheng Academy and can avoid a big threat."
"The ink painting saint should know how to think about it."
"Okay, I promise you, I won't stop you from killing these people from the Zhuyan Sect."
The ink painting saint thought deeply for a while, then took the initiative to take a step back and agreed to Chu Fengmian's request.
Indeed, as Chu Fengmian said, wherever there is any kind of alliance between Wusheng Academy and the four major sects, most of them are fighting openly and secretly, hoping to destroy each other.
He really did not have to offend Chu Fengmian for protecting these people from the Zhuyan Sect. Killing these people from the Zhuyan Sect would also be good for them by weakening the Zhuyan Sect.
Upon hearing the answer from the Ink Sect Saint, the faces of the disciples of the Zhuyan Sect changed drastically, as if their death was approaching.
As for Yanmang, after hearing the answer from the Ink Sage, he turned around and turned into a ray of light to escape.
"Want to escape?"
Chu Fengmian sneered, looked at the flame, and activated the Fertility Monument in his hand again. The Fertility Monument turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the flame, ten thousand times faster than the flame.
In an instant, this flame was killed by Chu Fengmian.
All the blood and energy in his body had been completely devoured by Chu Fengmian, and the disciples of the Zhuyan Sect tried to escape one by one, but they could not escape from the palm of Chu Fengmian's hand.
"Boom! Boom!"
Under Chu Fengmian's palm, countless Zhuyan Sect disciples were all killed, and all their blood was swallowed up by Chu Fengmian.
"The first condition is that I have already agreed to you. Chu Fengmian is also responsible for the big commotion at Wusheng Academy today, so you must make up for it for the sake of the academy."
The ink painting saint looked at Chu Fengmian and said.
"Currently, a new round of the Six Nations Campaign is about to begin. Our Wusheng Academy will also follow the Wusheng Kingdom to participate. You must go and kill the strong men from the other five countries."
"Today you killed three saints, you must kill three saints from the other five countries and a hundred wind-controlling warriors as compensation."
The Six Kingdoms War is a war that occurs every thirty years between the six surrounding countries, including the Wusheng Kingdom. The strong ones among them will fight each other and plunder resources.
Every time the Six Kingdoms fight, countless strong men will be born from countless seas of blood. This is a means to give birth to strong men, and it is also a kind of competition with each other.
A strong man can only grow up after experiencing countless battles, and these six kingdoms campaigns are the best training.
Forging body warriors, divine sea warriors, wind control warriors, and even saints.
These are the combat forces in the Six Kingdoms campaign. Today Chu Fengmian killed three saints. Wusheng Kingdom has lost a large part of its combat power, so today's condition is that Chu Fengmian must participate in the war.
OK.
"Participate in the six-nation campaign and kill three saints and a hundred wind-controlling warriors? No problem."
Chu Fengmian smiled and said, this condition didn't matter to him.
Chu Fengmian had also heard about the Six Kingdoms Campaign. He originally planned to participate and fight for the victory of the country. Chu Fengmian had no such intention. However, during the Six Kingdoms Campaign, he could get countless benefits and plunder the resources of the enemy countries at will.
This point still makes Chu Fengmian very excited. Now Chu Fengmian has consumed all the elixir resources in order to achieve a breakthrough. He just needs to replenish some and continue to accumulate for future cultivation.
"As long as you agree to my second condition, I will help you kill five saints."
Chu Fengmian laughed and increased the number by two more.
"Is this true?"
When the ink painting saint heard the words, his eyes lit up.
The Wusheng Kingdom is inherently weak among the Six Kingdoms. If you want to kill the opponent's saint, this is generally something that only high-level saints can do.
How many high-level saints are there in the entire Wusheng Kingdom? You can count them on one hand.
People like Chu Fengmian, who are not at a high level but have the strength to kill saints, are the most terrifying. They will not attract anyone's attention, but they are powerful enough to kill saints.
The ink-and-wash saint spoke again.
"If you have any other conditions, tell me."
"My second condition is very simple, that is, kill him."
Chu Fengmian's eyes turned cold, and he pointed at Zhi Lingtian who was kneeling on the ground next to him and said.
Chu Fengmian did not have such a habit of cutting the weeds without removing the roots. Even Lingtian was a genius with great luck. If he was allowed to develop, Chu Fengmian would not be so stupid.
Slow down or not, Chu Fengmian will kill him today.
"impossible!"
"Chu Fengmian, you are delusional!"
Lei Che and Cheng Xiantian spoke angrily.
"The prince is our designated successor as the next palace lord, and there is no way he will be killed by you!"
"Chu Fengmian, don't push yourself too far!"
"There is only one condition and it cannot be changed."
Chu Fengmian's eyes were firm. Today, Lingtian will die. This is Chu Fengmian's decision in his heart, and no one can change it.
"Founder, please save me."
When Ling Tian was on the ground, he begged bitterly.
"As long as you save me today, I am willing to work for Wusheng Academy from now on, even as a slave."
Even though Ling Tian didn't want to die, a peerless genius like him was extremely afraid of death. He already had countless achievements and was only one step away from breaking through to the realm of divine power and becoming a saint.
Because of this, he would rather be a slave than die. Under this pleading, the ink painting saint began to think deeply, and then said in deep thought.
"Chu Fengmian, let's change the conditions."
The ink-and-wash saint raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zhi Lingtian, then looked at Chu Fengmian and said.
"He is a genius cultivated by our Wusheng Academy. He cannot be slaughtered by you. On other terms."
Under the current situation, Zhi Lingtian was saved. Zhi Lingtian must have served Wusheng Academy wholeheartedly. A saint who is willing to be a slave is much easier to use than someone like Chu Fengmian who cannot control him.
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The cost of giving up going to Lingtian to fulfill Chu Fengmian's conditions was too high.
"Then there's nothing to talk about. He will die today. Even if you want to stop him, you can't stop him!"
Chu Fengmian's eyes turned cold, and his murderous intent burst out again. He would fall out at any time. Chu Fengmian had no friendship with this ink saint.
Since there are no conditions to talk about, there is nothing left to talk about.
This chapter has been completed!