Even after leaving Daqian, the growth of Tianzi Qi is not that strong, but the Seventh Prince does not have the power of immortality, but he can still match Daoguo. The fourth sequence is stable, and there is still a good chance of entering the top three sequences!
With his talent, even with the blessing of Emperor Qi, it is still extremely difficult to achieve immortality. However, if he can enter the top three sequences of the "Temple", the probability of achieving immortality will be greatly improved!
As a pure egoist, the Seventh Prince still chose to give in even when faced with Lin Lei, who nominally had a blood feud with him.
He took a deep breath:
"Yuanjing, the most resource I have is Yuanjing. I can give you five million, no! Ten million!"
Chen Fan frowned and sneered: "Are you kidding me?"
To be honest, whether it is 10 million or 5 million yuan crystals, it is definitely an astronomical number for ordinary people.
But now, not to mention Chen Fan's resources, the income brought to him by the Future Projection Stone alone is more than five million a year...
What he lacks most is not Yuan Jing.
A look of helplessness flashed across the seventh prince's face:
"Besides Yuan Jing, I also have two Taoist tools in my hand, both of which I can give to you!"
Chen Fan sneered: "How many stars?"
A flash of embarrassment flashed across the seventh prince's face: "One is a two-star star, the other is a three-star star."
Chen Fan rolled his eyes:
"Two low-star Taoist artifacts. Aren't you the Emperor of Daqian? Why are you so poor?"
The seventh prince laughed at himself and shook his head helplessly:
"I'm just the puppet emperor of the Lingshen Taoist Sect. Many people in Daqian don't recognize me. I have two Taoist weapons, but they were given by the Wu Family and Yichan Palace..."
In fact, the Seventh Prince's father didn't have many resources or treasures at the beginning.
It would be better to say that a small dynasty like Daqian was relatively poor to begin with.
As he spoke, the Seventh Prince sighed with helplessness on his face:
"With your current talent and strength, you should have no shortage of resources and treasures, and you may even have more than what I have..."
"I really can't think of anything I can give you..."
Chen Fan smiled:
"Then you go die."
The seventh prince waved his hand quickly: "Wait a minute, I can remove Da Gan's wanted order against you, and absolve you and all your family members, relatives and friends of all guilt. Is this enough?"
Chen Fan sneered again: "Do you think I care about this?"
Rather, after the Meihui is over and you enter the temple, Daqian and the Lingshen Dao Sect dare to target you, then you are really bold.
The Seventh Prince smiled coquettishly: "Don't you ever have the desire to return to your hometown in this life?"
Chen Fan shook his head:
"I can go back whenever I want. I don't need anyone's permission."
Considering Chen Fan's current strength, he does have the confidence to say such a thing.
Even if Chen Wudao hadn't destroyed his golden elixir, Chen Fan wouldn't be afraid anymore, let alone now.
Hearing Chen Fan's answer, the seventh prince was also speechless.
"Then just kill me."
He was also speechless.
He doesn't have much hatred or resentment towards Chen Fan, but the problem is that he doesn't have any treasure that can bribe Chen Fan...
Halfway through the swing of the sword in Chen Fan's hand, it suddenly stopped: "I suddenly thought of something..."
The seventh prince raised his head and looked at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's eyes flashed and he said bluntly: "The Wanxiang Pot, if you can find a way to help me win the Wanxiang Pot, I will spare you."
Even from Chen Fan's current perspective, the Wanxiang Pot is definitely not an ordinary Taoist artifact.
It is definitely a high-level Taoist weapon!
The seventh prince's eyes flashed when he heard this, but he said helplessly:
"I don't care, but the Wanxiang Pot is always in the hands of the old guy Yan Shoudao, the dean of the martial arts academy, and this old guy is also extremely dissatisfied with my ascension to the throne and always gives me a bad look..."
Chen Fan's eyes flashed: "It doesn't matter, as long as you promise me to help me in the future, that's enough."
If Yan Shoudao no longer recognizes him, he will already be the new emperor of Daqian.
However, Chen Fan knew that the Wanxiang Pot was a Taoist artifact belonging to the Seventh Prince's grandfather, Liu Gang.
It's a pity that Liu Gang didn't have any powerful sons under his command, and Liu Gang himself contracted an incurable disease for some reason, so the Wanxiang Pot was handed over to Yan Shoudao for safekeeping.
Speaking of which, the Daqian royal family is the real owner of the Wanxiang Pot, and Yan Shoudao can only be regarded as the guardian and user!
The seventh prince nodded decisively: "I promise you!"
For the Seventh Prince, it would be difficult for him to gain Yan Shoudao's approval and truly control the Wanxiang Pot.
For him, Daqian's losses are nothing compared to his actual personal interests...
Otherwise, he would not have introduced the hungry wolf of the Lingshen Dao Sect into Daqian for the sake of the throne.
The two immediately made an oath to heaven and an oath to the inner demons.
The seventh prince breathed a sigh of relief, and then coughed:
"If nothing happens, Brother Chen Fan, then I will leave first... We will meet again by fate."
Seeing his appearance, Chen Fan waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go."
The seventh prince immediately dove into the lush jungle and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Chen Fan watched the Seventh Prince disappear from his sight, then shook his head and turned around, but before he had taken a few steps, his steps suddenly froze.
Directly in front of him, within about ten feet, a figure was leaning against a towering tree, looking at Chen Fan quietly.
The sound of clapping hands sounded.
"You are worthy of being a genius who was able to reach the 13th place in the second round. Your strength is probably not inferior to ordinary second level immortals, Chen Fan."
This is a thin man with two horns and wearing red armor.
His eyes looked purple-red, as if they were covered with eyeshadow.
Sharp light is scattered in the two eyeballs, and there are two pupils in each.
Double pupils!
Although he did not show any great strength, Chen Fan felt an indescribable sense of threat and pressure from him.
"To be able to achieve such strength with the cultivation of the third level of Dao, you can be regarded as one of the top geniuses in the human race."
"If there are no accidents, in the next round of finals, you may have a certain chance of entering the second row and ranking in the top twenty of this May Conference-"
The man stepped forward with a smile on his face: "It's a pity that you met me..."
"Are you...?" Chen Fan raised his eyebrows.
He didn't even recognize the person in front of him.
What he paid attention to was, besides himself, the twenty geniuses who had broken through the one hundred levels of the Ascension Tower.
Although he could guess that there might be geniuses with hidden abilities among the others, there were so many people that it was difficult for him to identify them.
He didn't pay attention to anyone else.
And the person who can be in the same fantasy scene as himself will definitely not be the top twenty masters in the previous round.
However, the terrifying aura of the person in front of him made Chen Fan feel a lot of pressure.
The young man smiled:
"I come from the Horned Demon Clan, and my name is Rui Chi."
"Oh, I forgot to mention, I am the second level Demon King, the second level of immortality corresponding to your human cultivation!"