Chapter 1703 Do not do to others what you do not want to do to others
As soon as the news of Hua Gonglin's death came out, all the warriors were stunned at first, and then overjoyed.
"Mr. Ye, Hua Gonglin...is really dead?
Is the Blood Demon Sect really destroyed?"
Xunyi was extremely happy and quickly confirmed.
"He's dead, don't worry."
Ye Fan took out a severed arm from the space stone, gritted his teeth and said: "My wife cut off Hua Gonglin's arm and drove him into the turbulent space.
But she and my daughter also... also fell into a foreign space, and their life and death are unknown..." "Huh?"
Xunyi and others were immediately shocked.
Ye Fan's daughter was arrested and everyone received the news.
To be honest, Ye Fan could have stayed out of the matter and ignored the struggle between the Blood Demon Sect and Xia Guo Martial Arts.
But he didn't, because what the Blood Demon Sect did would not only endanger Xia Guo's martial arts, but also affect the entire human world.
So Ye Fan stood up and led Xia Guo Martial Arts to fight the Blood Demon Sect at all costs.
Now that Xia Guo's martial arts has won, these martial arts forces have hardly exerted any effort, and they are winning.
On the contrary, Ye Fan, an outsider, paid a heavy price.
Xunyi and others looked solemn and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Ye, what do you need us to do?"
Long Fan saw that the people in Huagu Secret Realm were shrinking and only two or three people dared to ask questions. He couldn't help but snorted coldly and stepped forward to say to Ye Fan.
"Mr. Ye, as long as you say a word, hundreds of warriors from our Long family will be at your disposal, no matter if they go up mountains of swords or seas of fire!"
The other old-school ancient clans responded loudly.
On the contrary, Huagu Secret Realm, that is, the Lin family, Liu family, Sun family, Xunyi, Northern Li City Lord and a few reclusive Shenwu realm masters responded, while most of the other reclusive ancient clans actually shrank back and looked at Ye.
There is no courage left.
"Senior Long, there is no need for this."
Ye Fan waved his hand, and then said to the others: "I will go to the foreign continent to find my wife and children, I don't need your help."
The silent ancient clans secretly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed one after another: "Mr. Ye, what are you talking about?
Mr. Ye, you have made such a great contribution to our Xia Kingdom Martial Arts. Now that we are in a big disaster, it is only right for us to help!"
Ye Fan was fine at first, but when he heard what these people said, the expression on his face became playful.
"Yeah, that's right."
Ye Fan thought for a while and said calmly: "In addition to my wife and children, I do have some other things that need your help."
"Please give me a quote from Mr. Ye."
"Senior Liu Wei, senior Sun Cui!"
Ye Fan named the ancestor of the Liu family and the grandmother of the Sun family.
"Mr. Ye!"
Liu Wei and Sun Cui responded quickly.
"Before the martial arts war begins, how much of the martial arts spirit I handed over to you is left?"
Ye Fan asked.
In order to prepare for the martial arts war, Ye Fan personally supplied 1,500 bottles of Wuyuan Spirit to support more than 20 hidden ancient tribes in the Huagu Secret Realm.
Of course, Ye Fan was not a fool. He did not distribute these Wuyuan spirits directly, but asked Liu Wei and Sun Cui to keep them for safekeeping.
Some of these more than a thousand bottles of Wuyuan Spirit were used in the battle half a year ago, and there should be a lot left.
Liu Wei and Sun Cui checked the distribution records and said, "Mr. Ye, there are about a thousand bottles left."
"Are you just going to divide up five hundred bottles?"
Ye Fan frowned secretly and said: "Senior Liu Wei, please return the thousand bottles of Wuyuan Spirit to me. I can still use it."
"Um?"
Liu Wei was stunned.
When Ye Fan gave him the Spirit of Wuyuan, he gave each hidden ancient clan a quota and asked him to distribute it regularly.
It is precisely because of this matter that those hidden ancient clans are so active in dealing with the Blood Demon Sect.
Sun Cui stepped forward and whispered: "Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you?
Aren’t those Wuyuan spirits promised to be used by a group of hidden ancient clans to cultivate their family’s children?”
"Yesterday's space storm caused the backflow of Wuyuan in the earth world. If the eye of the storm is not blocked in time, the spiritual energy in the Wuyuan secret realm in our earth world will slowly be sucked into the space turbulence.
Making such a large formation requires a lot of Wuyuan Spirits, but I don’t have much Wuyuan Spirits now, so I can only use those Wuyuan Spirits first.”
Ye Fan explained.
Xunyi was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised his hands and said, "Mr. Ye, is there still such a thing?"
"Um."
Ye Fan nodded.
Liu Wei understood, took off the space ring that Ye Fan gave him, and handed it over: "In that case, Mr. Ye can just take them all and use them."
"Thank you very much."
Ye Fan took the space ring, mentally explored it, and found that there were more than 1,100 bottles of Wuyuan Spirit inside.
"Huh?"
Ye Fan was a little surprised, "Senior Liu, this number seems a bit wrong!"
Liu Wei laughed loudly, "Anyway, you gave me the Wuyuan Spirit of my Liu family. What you have to do is for my earth's martial arts. How can my Liu family hold back Mr. Ye?"
Sun Cui came to Liu Wei, took out more than sixty bottles of Wuyuan Spirit from the space ring, and handed it to Ye Fan: "Mr. Ye, my Sun family has received your great kindness and has nothing to repay.
Now is the time when Mr. Ye needs help, and my Sun family is willing to return all the remaining Wuyuan Spirits."
The Liu family and the Sun family are Ye Fan's core supporters, and the Wuyuan Spirits he gave them are naturally not among the reserves for the martial arts war.
Ye Fan did not expect that the seniors of these two families would be so straightforward and directly return all the remaining Wuyuan spirits, leaving almost none on his side.
Xunyi, Beili City Lord, and Ji'an City Lord looked at each other, then stepped forward to take off the space ring and took out thirty or forty bottles of Wuyuan Spirit.
This was a bit of an intro to what they had gotten before, and apparently there was still a small amount left.
Apart from these people, other families looked at each other in confusion. The ancestors of the family looked tense and seemed unwilling to return the remaining Wuyuan Spirit in their hands to Ye Fan.
There are only more than twenty hidden ancient clans in Xia Kingdom. Excluding the Liu family, Sun family, Xunyi and other city lords, the remaining hidden ancient clans have taken away an average of more than twenty bottles in the past six months.
In that battle, the Great Family used ten bottles! What's more, they later broke into the secret realm of the Blood Demon Sect's main sect, captured the Heart of Wuyuan in the secret realm of the main sect, and captured many Wuyuan Spirits.
Ye Fan looked around, his face gradually turning ugly.
Xun Yi frowned, turned his head and shouted a few times. Only three or four ancestors of the family stood up and took out three or five bottles of Wuyuan Spirit. It meant something.
Their faces were full of bitterness and hatred, as if they were cutting flesh.
"Pooh!"
At this time, Long Fan couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily: "A bunch of white-eyed wolves! How much Mr. Ye has contributed to our martial arts, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?
He just wants to get his own things back, why are you all holding them back, are those Wuyuan spirits yours?"
"Senior Long, you can't say that."
An ancestor of the hidden ancient clan said with a smile: "Mr. Ye needs our help, even if there is no reward, we will never hesitate.
It’s just that the battles with the Blood Demon Sect over the years have caused heavy losses to our family. It’s a time of crisis, and these Wuyuan spirits are very important to our family.”
"Yes! Mr. Ye is very wealthy, and we only have a dozen or twenty bottles of Wuyuan Spirit in our hands. How can we catch Mr. Ye's discernment?"
"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry that we can't help each other, please forgive me!"
More than a dozen ancestors and family heads of hidden ancient clans clasped their fists in agreement.
The faces of Xunyi, Beili City Lord, and Ji'an City Lord were ugly.
"What are you doing?
Didn't Ye Fan say that he needs the spirit of Wuyuan to fill the loopholes in the space storm? You don't have much in your hands, but it's a very considerable amount when you accumulate it! Why didn't you get him when you first took him?
So much bullshit?”
The Lord of Ji'an City shouted angrily.
He has never dealt with Ye Fan, and he even had a fight with Ye Fan over the inheritance of the Three Cities.
But he still has a strong stance on today's major issues of right and wrong.
Ye Fan waved his hand and said to the Lord of Ji'an City: "Senior Ji'an, please don't get angry. I will think of a solution."
"Ye Fan, how much do you need?"
The Lord of Ji'an City asked in a deep voice.
"Today, I have more than 1,400 bottles of Wuyuan Spirit in my whole body. I'm afraid I need 2,000 bottles to be safe."
Ye Fan said lightly.
"Is there still a hole for six hundred bottles?"
The city lords of Ji'an, Xunyi and Beili were shocked.
"That's about it. I asked the Four Eyes to temporarily set up a large formation that can last for three days at most. After three days, the space turbulence will restart, and the spiritual energy of the earth world will probably overflow faster!"
Ye Fan shrugged, "In a hundred years at most, the Wuyuan Spirit in the earth world will basically be exhausted."
"Hurry up and take it out!"
The Lord of Ji'an City turned around and shouted loudly. As he spoke, he took out more than thirty bottles of Wuyuan Spirit from the Space Stone, "This is the entire inventory of our clan, you take it first!"
Several family ancestors, including Xunyi and Beili City Lord, also took out the spirit of Wuyuan and collected a hundred bottles for Ye Fan.
Long Fan gathered all the ancestors of the old-school ancient tribes together, discussed for a long time, and each took out the Spirit of Wuyuan.
They didn't get much support from Ye Fan's Wuyuan Spirit, but instead collected more than two hundred bottles.
Niu Yitian was not idle either. He murmured to the two deputy leaders and took out more than a hundred bottles.
Soon, the number of Wuyuan Spirits in Ye Fan's hand reached more than 1,800 bottles, which was less than 2,000 and less than 200 bottles. It was almost the total amount in the hands of the dozen or so hidden ancient clans.
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They remained silent, lowered their heads and tightly covered the space stone, not wanting to hand over the spirit of Wu Yuan.
Xunyi and others persuaded for a while, and then two more families came up with five bottles.
Long Fan and several other ancestors of the old-school ancient clan were sarcastic and sarcastic on the other side, making Xunyi and others blush and extremely embarrassed.
"Senior Xunyi, don't try to persuade me, just leave it like this."
Ye Fan shook his head, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, he returned the Wuyuan Spirits they took out.
Long Fan was puzzled, "Mr. Ye, what are you doing?"
"Just to verify a doubt in my mind."
Ye Fan smiled calmly.
He only left the remaining one thousand bottles of Wuyuan Spirit that he promised to a group of hidden ancient clans, and did not ask for the other bottles.
"Actually, a thousand bottles is enough."
Ye Fan bowed his hands to Liu Wei, Sun Cui, Long Fan, Xun Yi and others, "Moreover, the purpose of my use is not to fill up the turbulent flow in space. Please forgive me!"
The Lord of Ji'an City became increasingly puzzled and snorted unhappily: "Ye Fan, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"