So far, the top monsters from all forces have never really taken action. Most of them are waiting for an opportunity, or to obtain more resources to increase their strength as much as possible in a short period of time.
The battle with fellow monsters is inevitable.
However, no one has lit this fire, and the situation seems a bit stiff.
The monsters from the Thirty-Six Sects of the Imperial State, the top figures from the Eighteen Lines of Western Border, the powerful people from Lihua Palace and other places in the Southern Territory are all acting in secret, and there is no moment when they must take action.
Chen Qingyuan couldn't wait any longer and planned to let this fire burn all over the ancient world so that no one could escape.
If you don't fight, how will I make money?
Chen Qingyuan decided to encourage his eldest son, Fengye, to challenge fellow evildoers. In order to attract others, he gambled three lucky green lotuses against one of others' green lotuses.
"Let me go, it's not good!"
Changsun Fengye was not as thick-skinned as Chen Qingyuan and could not say those provocative words.
"This is easy to handle. I will give you some tips. When the time comes, you can just throw the tips to those people."
There are some invitations to fight written in the kit. Chen Qingyuan believes that as long as a young man with a strong temper sees it, he will definitely not be able to keep calm and will fight even if he doesn't want to.
"Let me see what's written on it."
Changsun Fengye opened the bag and took a look, his expression changed: "The words you wrote are too arrogant!"
Although the content of the letter of challenge contained no curse words, every sentence contained a contemptuous attitude and was extremely provocative.
One of the passages reads: "If you don't dare to fight, then just stay in the corner and wait until the Baimai Banquet is over to go home in despair. If you encounter my eldest grandson Fengye in the future, remember to stay away and don't do anything.
Show up. If not, I will make you lie down and eat ashes, and your face will be disgraced."
"If you don't be arrogant, how can you arouse the anger of the masses?"
Chen Qingyuan said.
"But aren't you causing trouble for me?"
Changsun Fengye couldn't help but shudder when he thought about the scene of facing monsters from all walks of life in the future.
"Are you afraid?" Chen Qingyuan said sarcastically: "If you can't handle this kind of situation, how can you protect my niece in the future?"
"Don't use Miss Liu as a shield no matter what happens."
The eldest grandson Fengye gritted his teeth.
"I'm happy to." Chen Qingyuan said with a smile: "Besides, you just do this, so you can't blame me."
"If I accidentally break it, you have to bear full responsibility."
Changsun Fengye glared at Chen Qingyuan fiercely.
"This won't happen. I believe you." Chen Qingyuan patted Sun Fengye on the shoulder with a look of trust.
"Go away!" Changsun Fengye snorted: "Knowing you, I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes."
"Hey! I remember you said before that it would be more comfortable to work with me and you could make money while lying down. Why has it changed now?"
Chen Qingyuan must defend himself.
"I used to get spiritual stones without doing anything, but now I have to fight hard, and of course I'm unhappy."
Changsun Fengye expressed his dissatisfaction while collecting all the tips handed over by Chen Qingyuan.
At most, you can complain a few words, and you still have to do what needs to be done.
Moreover, Changsun Fengye actually wants to fight against the top monsters in the world, so that he can hone himself to the greatest extent.
In the next few months, Changsun Fengye went to every corner, specifically looking for traces of monsters in all directions.
"Are you the Holy Son of Qianchen Sect?"
On a turbulent river, Changsun Fengye saw the young man sitting cross-legged on the river and asked loudly.
The young man wore a purple shirt and slowly opened his eyes. He had a handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament: "Yes."
Qianchen Sect, one of the thirty-six top sects in the imperial state.
This young man is the Holy Son of Qianchen Sect, named Feng Chen.
"My eldest son, Sun Fengye, is here to invite you to fight!"
With that said, Changsun Fengye threw a brocade bag over.
Then, he turned around and left without hesitation.
This was not a good place to start a fight. Changsun Fengye had to leave before Feng Chen saw the letter of challenge. It was not that he was afraid of a fight, but that there was no profit in fighting here and it was a waste.
After a while, Feng Chen read the words of challenge in the kit, his eyes were sharp, and the water of the river under his feet became more and more turbulent, with huge waves hundreds of meters high.
"Have the guts."
Feng Chen held the kit tightly, uttered two words, and looked at the direction of the ancient star of Yanchang, his expression gradually becoming colder.
A few days later, there was a mountain with a height of 1,000 feet.
Changsun Fengye stood on the top of the mountain, looking at a man in black at close range.
The man in black is eight feet tall, with slightly dark skin and a stern face. He comes from the Eighteenth Line of Western Xinjiang, and his name is Fu Dongliu.
"I've heard of your name, what are you doing here?"
Fu Dongliu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes empty and his voice cold.
"A fight."
Changsun Fengye threw out a kit and left immediately.
Open the brochure, there is a letter of challenge inside.
With a bit of curiosity, Fu Dongliu read the contents of the letter of challenge. It was okay not to read it, but once he read it, he couldn't control his emotions.
"Bang..."
The ground beneath his feet cracked open, causing the entire mountain to tremble.
Changsun Fengye has done a lot of similar things.
Although he knew that issuing a declaration of war was very dangerous, he still did it. This was guided by Chen Qingyuan, and it was also inseparable from himself.
Changsun Fengye's second personality is quietly changing the temperament of the main personality, eager to fight, and even hopes that someone among his peers can grant him death.
Provoking fellow evildoers is both dangerous and exciting, and the eldest grandson Fengye enjoys it.
"This is the last trip."
Today, Changsun Fengye came to a corner deep in the starry sky and saw a white warship floating slowly.
The warship is luxurious and has a plaque saying "Ewha Palace".
Lihua Palace is a dominant force in the Southern Territory. Its foundation is not weaker than any top sect in the imperial state, and is even half as strong.
Because the Lihua Palace has absolute dominance over the Southern Territory, has countless resources, and can cultivate many strong men.
"I am the eldest grandson of Beihuang, Fengye, who is here to invite all the geniuses of Lihua Palace to fight."
Changsun Fengye was worried that he would be trapped, so he hid in a distant place and transmitted the message.
"What a courage."
When the ladies of the Ewha Palace heard this voice, they immediately became angry.
Whoosh!
The eldest son, Fengye, threw a bag of tips and ran away without looking back.
The kit was floating in the dark and cold starry sky, arousing the interest of the geniuses in Lihua Palace.
Someone tentatively took action and found that the kit had not been tampered with and that it was safe and not dangerous, so he opened it immediately.
After a while, a burst of scolding sounded on the warship, which lasted for a long time.
"Report this matter to Senior Sister and let her make the decision."
The girls did not dare to make any arbitrary decisions and told all the matters to the Holy Queen Shutong who was retreating in the house.
Wang Shutong was simply practicing. Before entering the house, he told all the disciples that if he encountered any unsolvable trouble, he could report it at any time.
"Adjust the direction of the warship, the target is the ancient star Yanchang."
Wang Shutong looked calm, pondered for a moment, and then ordered.
"yes!"
The disciples of Lihua Palace received the instructions and tried their best to mobilize the warship.