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Chapter 881 Blood Disaster

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"It's absolutely true!" Dai Junlei patted his chest and said, "This is what an old friend of my grandfather said. He is an ancient warrior, but he rarely comes out anymore."

"He said that this auction has alarmed many Guwu families, and many unknown masters have taken part."

Dai Junlei's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, "I only heard it by chance."

"That's it." Wang Fan's expression also became serious.

It would be okay if he didn't know about this kind of thing, but now that he knows it, whether it's true or not, he has to go and have a look.

The earth's cultivation resources are scarce. Even if there are some cultivation resources, most of them have been occupied by the Guwu family.

This means that the cultivation resources available to Wang Fan are getting less and less.

Moreover, he is not from the Guwu family, and he is not very well informed about many things.

Take this auction as an example. If Dai Junlei hadn't told him, he would never have known about it.

Neither Pei Qingcheng nor Black Rakshasa heard anything about it, nor did they notify him.

So now that he knows the news, Wang Fan doesn't want to miss it no matter what.

Opportunity, opportunity, this is opportunity!

If he cannot find follow-up training resources, his strength will probably remain at the early innate stage forever.

"Yes, you are very good. I, Wang Fan, owe you a favor for this matter. I will leave now and will continue when I have a chance."

Wang Fan patted Dai Junlei's shoulder, said something, and then left the place quickly.

The auction will start tomorrow afternoon, and now he has to prepare.

Wang Fan quickly returned to Nantian Mansion. When he returned, Ye Nantian was sitting in the shade of a tree drinking tea.

Heiye stood aside obediently, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes, and sat down to protect him responsibly.

Even though Nantian Mansion is heavily guarded, has many agencies, and has countless masters, it still does not let down its vigilance in the dark of night.

These days, apart from following Wang Fan out, she just stays by Ye Nantian's side and does nothing else.

"Xiao Wang, you came just in time. Come, sit down and drink tea together." Ye Nantian saw Wang Fan, waved his hand and greeted him.

"Okay, Uncle Ye." Wang Fan suddenly wanted to cry. Others called him Mr. Wang, but when he came to Ye Nantian, he turned into Little Wang. He was really speechless.

But facing Ye Nantian, a great master and senior, what can he do? He can only respond obediently.

Seeing Wang Fan's depressed look in the dark night, he suddenly wanted to laugh. Wang Fan, who was so powerful and powerful outside, had such a helpless time. He really deserved it.

"This is the Yunnan Pumpkin Tribute Tea that someone just gave me. How do you like it?" Ye Nantian asked Wang Fan to sit down and poured a cup for Wang Fan while speaking warmly.

The technique is skillful and pleasing to the eye, and combined with his attire, he looks like a Confucian scholar.

"Thank you, Uncle Ye." Wang Fan said respectfully, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp, exclaiming, "Good tea, really good tea."

Hei Ye next to him looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel a little speechless. Where can I find someone like you who tastes tea? It's like drinking from cows. How can you tell whether it's good or bad?

She felt a little sad that a good cup of tea was wasted by Wang Fan like this.

Ye Nantian smiled, but his expression didn't change much, and his voice was still so gentle, "Xiao Wang, you seem to have something on your mind. If you have something on your mind, just say it. Maybe I can help."

Wang Fan was secretly shocked. Ye Nantian was indeed a bit scary. It was really extraordinary that he could detect something on his mind from just drinking tea.

You know, he didn't show anything strange before. Even drinking tea was about the same as usual.

Wang Fan didn't waste any time and said directly, "Uncle Ye, I'm leaving the capital. I would like to advance your treatment to now, or postpone it to a month later."

"Actually, your injury has basically stabilized now. Postponing or bringing it forward will not have much impact."

"Are you leaving the capital? When?" Ye Nantian couldn't help but ask after hearing this.

Hei Ye's expression also changed and he couldn't help but look at Wang Fan.

Why did this guy want to leave? Did something happen?

"I plan to leave tonight." Wang Fan said. He had no need to deceive Ye Nantian. What's more, even if he told lies, Ye Nantian, with his sharp eyes and hands, would be able to detect it.

"Hey." Ye Nantian sighed, "It seems that you are going to Shuzhong. In fact, I suggest you not to go. This trip is dangerous and there may be a bloody disaster."

As soon as he heard that Wang Fan was leaving tonight, he knew that Wang Fan was probably going to attend the auction. But he was a little curious, how did Wang Fan know the news?

You know, even the seven major families, basically only the clan leaders know about this news, and the others can't even hear the slightest bit.

Although Wang Fan is already considered a figure in the secular world, he is still too far behind in terms of news in this area. Because in a sense, Wang Fan has not yet come into contact with that circle.

"Uncle Ye, let alone a bloody disaster, even if my life is in danger, I will still go. What do you think of your injury?"

Wang Fan also felt relieved. Ye Nantian said this, which meant that the news about the auction was not false, and Dai Junlei's words were also without water.

As for the bloody disaster, Wang Fan just ignored it and didn't take it to heart at all.

After all, what kind of competition for resources is without bloody disasters? He risked almost death to obtain the century-old green leaves and withered yellow grass.

If he is afraid of bloodshed and death and doesn't fight for the already scarce resources, then what the hell is he practicing? Will he be destroyed sooner or later by Yuanmeng Pavilion or those Guwu families who have offended him?

"Since you have already decided, I will not advise you. You are right. You should have this kind of courage and courage. A person who is afraid and shrinks will never achieve great results."

"Just postpone my injury to a month later, so as not to waste your energy. Look, do you want me to ask Hei Ye to follow you? Maybe I can help."

Ye Nantian did not persuade Wang Fan anymore, but said to Wang Fan.

"No need, I'll just go there alone." Wang Fan shook his head, "In that case, I'll leave now and see you in a month."

After Wang Fan finished speaking, he stood up and left the place.

Ye Nantian looked at Wang Fan's back and couldn't help but sigh, with a complicated expression.

"Godfather, is he going to attend the auction in Xiangcheng in central Sichuan? It's too dangerous, why don't you advise him?" After Wang Fan left, Heiye couldn't help but stepped forward and asked.

Although she is powerful and has experienced numerous trainings in blood and fire, she rarely participates in auctions or resource competitions involving ancient warriors.

Nantianfu's special status makes it inconvenient to participate in these matters.

"Persuasion? Is it useful?" Ye Nantian smiled, "What's more, his choice is right. How can you see the rainbow without going through wind and rain? How can you become strong without going through hardships?"

"A man should be unafraid of anything and stand upright. If he just retreats blindly, he is just an eagle in the end and cannot become a man."

When Ye Nantian said this, he seemed to think of his younger self.

After Wang Fan left, he simply packed up and went to the airport. Two hours later, the plane took off, passed through the clouds and fog, and left the capital.


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