You must know that it is extremely difficult for an extremely powerful person to become a saint.
Even if you are extremely talented, without enough opportunities and luck, it is all in vain!
Proving the Dao is too difficult and too dangerous, and you will be overwhelmed by the thunder and calamity of the Dao at any time, and the Dao will disappear and die.
However, it would undoubtedly be much easier if there were saints from the origin to help.
Five drops of saint origin, depending on each person's situation, can at least increase the confidence by 20 to 30%!
As soon as they thought of this, the eyes of many top experts suddenly became fiery.
If simple money cannot buy them off, then the origin of a saint definitely can!
You must know that if they can go one step further and become saints, it will be of great benefit to their race.
This has a meaning beyond the scope of money.
"If this is successful, each person will be given fifteen more drops of saint's origin as a reward. If he unfortunately dies during the mission, he will still be given five drops of saint's origin as condolences."
Yuan Piaopiao said to everyone without changing her expression: "I bear witness to this matter with the reputation of the Moyin Clan!"
"hiss……"
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The reputation of the Demonic Clan is much more valuable than the origin of a mere saint.
Maybe a poor saint like Can Meng can't afford such a saint's origin, but Yuan Piaopiao, the little princess of the Demonic Tribe, definitely can!
"And Yuan Piaopiao does not lack hundreds or thousands of drops of saint origin..."
Xu Wuzhou also knew how wealthy the Moyin Clan was after several interactions.
No one among the top experts present foolishly asked what would happen if they failed.
Now Yuan Piaopiao has even arranged their funeral arrangements for them, failed?
There must be nothing left, and she will have to fight for it all with her life!
After all, even if they die, as long as there is not only one powerful person in the race, then relying on the origin of the saint sent back, they can still easily create other peaks, even saints!
This is worth risking their lives for!
As for why Yuan Piaopiao works so hard... Xu Wuzhou thinks it's because of her brother, Yuan Jiuxiao.
Xu Wuzhou thinks Yuan Jiuxiao has just enough talent, but it's hard to say whether he can become a great sage!
If he could obtain the inheritance left by a great sage, his confidence would undoubtedly be much greater.
"Next, let Saint Can Meng tell you about the situation of this trip."
Yuan Piaopiao signaled Saint Canmeng to come forward.
Saint Canmeng, who had taken advantage of the Moyin Clan, cleared his throat and said: "Actually, the birth of the Great Saint's inheritance this time was very sudden. The only people who are really likely to compete with us are the group of people from the Holy Land of Bones...
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"Holy soil of trace bones?"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many top experts suddenly changed. It was obvious that they also knew about the situation of the Holy Land of Bones.
Only Xu Wuzhou was very confused and asked the young man next to him, "The Holy Land of Trace Bones? Is it very famous?"
"You don't know about the Holy Land of Bones?"
This person looked at Xu Wuzhou in surprise and said.
"I wonder if the Holy Land of Bone Traces is weird?"
Xu Wuzhou asked back.
"Of course it's strange. The Trace Bone Saint of the Trace Bone Holy Land is extraordinary and has a great reputation. Have you ever heard of the Blood Demon Saint King?"
The young man asked seriously.
"The Blood Demon Holy King? I know him. He is a very strong and very evil Holy King."
Xu Wuzhou nodded and said.
"The legend of Saint Trace Bone is that he is half a disciple of the Blood Demon Holy King... Of course, these are just rumors and cannot be confirmed, otherwise the Holy Land of Trace Bone will not be peaceful. Anyway, Saint Trace Bone is ruthless and their clan is also quite brutal.
, against them, even if they are lucky enough to retreat, some bones will be left behind, and they like to refine these bones into treasures. If the bones are worthless, they will just pile them up as bricks and build a wall near the main city of the Holy Land!
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The young man said with lingering fear: "I once took a look at it from a distance and was hurt by the resentment and evil spirit in it. I had to rest for a while!"
"You are exaggerating!"
Xu Wuzhou said with some disbelief.
He also personally killed the Blood Demon Saint King. He felt that the Blood Demon Saint King was not as scary as the other party said, let alone half of the Blood Demon Saint King Scandal's disciples.
"It's no exaggeration... Brother Xie, is this your first time traveling? It seems to me that you don't understand anything?"
The young fox asked in question.
Not only did she not know the illustrious name of the Holy Land of Trace Bones, but when she first saw the Princess of the Moyin Tribe, she stared at her. Wasn’t she a country bumpkin or what?
Xu Wuzhou saw what the other party was thinking and said very unconvinced: "This is wrong... I once fought fiercely with the saints of the Tiantong clan, and fought with the invincible geniuses of the Golden Lion clan, the Black Sirius clan and the Demon Dog clan.
Even chatting and laughing with the Holy King of the Holy Heaven Clan!"
Hearing this, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly. Others at the same table also shook their heads slightly.
They had previously thought that Xu Wuzhou was an expert and bold, but they never thought that a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and that he was a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. Ignorant people are fearless!
The Tiantong tribe has a very small population, and the one who is roaming the world now is probably Lin Yue, the top genius.
That person is not inferior to the little princess Yuan Piaopiao of the Moyin Tribe, or even better!
The Golden Lion Clan, the Great Black Sirius Clan and the Demonic Dog Clan were once famous and powerful in the world. Although they are not at their peak now, they are still giants in the world.
Not to mention the Holy King of the Holy Heaven Clan.
The Shengtian clan is a very terrifying race. The holy kings of the Shengtian clan are all channeled from the treasures of heaven and earth. They have extraordinary fighting power. They are often superior to their peers, fighting across ranks, and even eating and drinking.
Simple, would such a character chat and laugh happily with a country bumpkin like Xie Huaiyang?
Is this brother drunk?
Seeing this, Xu Wuzhou did not argue, but snorted softly and said: "Hmph... Facts speak louder than words. By then you will know how powerful I am!"
"Thank you Huaiyang, thank you brother, you are quite interesting!"
The young man gave Xu Wuzhou a thumbs up and said, "My name is Fan Huai'an. If there is anything you don't understand in the future, it is fate that we meet each other. You can ask me!"
Xu Wuzhou nodded slightly and said: "Okay... Brother Fan, if you don't understand anything about cultivation, you can ask me, I will definitely tell you everything!"
Hearing this, Fan Huaian was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer the question.
"Ahem!"
Saint Canmeng coughed heavily several times to warn these whispering supreme powers.
He was talking about things so seriously, but Xu Wuzhou and the others were laughing and joking below, completely ignoring him as a saint, and they couldn't help but feel angry.
If Yuan Piaopiao was not by his side, and Xu Wuzhou and others were about to help, they would definitely be punished and taught a lesson to remember the consequences of disrespecting a saint!
Seeing this, Fan Huai'an immediately sat upright and did not dare to say anything. Xu Wuzhou smiled, ate his food and drank his wine.