"Little Jiao, according to you, every time I advance to a higher level, I can embark on a journey to gain luck?"
Su Han thought for a few breaths and then said.
"Theoretically yes."
Long Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment. He had never thought about this. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was really the case.
"Boss, if you go on the road to win luck now, after success, the luck of the human race will increase at least four to five times.
When you are promoted to a saint, you can go up again, four or five times more, to be promoted to a great saint, and you can go up again, to be promoted to a holy master, and then... In this way, as long as you are promoted to a holy master, and successfully complete the task of seizing luck.
Along the way, we will suppress all the geniuses of Longyuan Province, and the destiny of the human race will not only be raised to the level of the top ten holy clans, but at least it will not be weaker than the Yaksha clan, the soul clan and the like!"
The more Long Xiaojiao talked, the more excited he became: "I know the True Dragon Clan very well. I know exactly how much each person weighs. When the time comes, I can inquire about information for the boss and find their weaknesses!"
Su Han glanced at him with a strange expression, patted Long Xiaojiao's shoulder lightly, and said nothing.
Long Xiaojiao's mentality may be called a dragon traitor, but he doesn't seem to have this concept.
"When this is over, we can try this road to gain luck, and take advantage of this to sharpen the authority of the saint and speed up the progress of being promoted to a saint."
Su Han pondered secretly in his heart.
After an unknown amount of time, Long Xiaojiao suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "Boss, that's the boundary of Zhoutian Palace."
Su Han raised his eyes and looked up.
For a moment, he seemed to see the power of luck in the air. This was an illusion, but it was also a real feeling.
The Xuanding Dynasty, with thirteen Holy Lords in charge, is indeed at its peak. It is said that the strength of King Zhou Tian in Zhou Tian Palace is also among the top 100 on the True Dragon Ranking.
Although they may only be around seventy or eighty, according to the population ratio of the Earthly Immortal Realm, they are still considered to be first-rate and extremely powerful.
"The Saint of Nanhua is coming to trouble the eldest son of Zhoutian Palace. This is really dangerous..." A solemn look flashed in Su Han's eyes, and then he took out the Xuantian chessboard, and the power of the power of destiny poured into it instantly.
"Xuantian chessboard?"
Long Xiaojiao was stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Boss, how come you have this thing in your hands?
Did you kill Lin Tinghe?"
"I saw him in Nanfangbu Prefecture and asked for it from his hand."
Su Han smiled and did not elaborate, but looked at the scene inside the Xuantian chessboard.
This time, he was very close to Qing Chen, and the scenes on Xuantian's chessboard went from large to small, from coarse to fine.
In the scene, Qing Chen was facing off against the group of warriors who were chasing him outside a city. In the huge city behind, there were also countless Xuanding tribesmen standing, looking at this scene with expressions of excitement.
"Xiaojiao, do you know where this is?"
Su Han asked Long Xiaojiao.
Long Xiaojiao glanced at it, with a look of thought in his eyes, and then immediately said: "It's within the Zhoutian Palace, not far from here, we can get there in about an hour."
After saying this, he pointed in a direction.
"Then let's go."
Su Han reached out and grabbed Long Xiaojiao's arm, and flew straight into the air in the direction he pointed.
... Within the Zhoutian Palace and outside Linghuang City.
Qingchen was dressed in white clothes and looked heroic, but his body was stained with some blood and his breath was a little low.
Behind her, stood many masters from Linghuang City. These masters were the strongest in cultivation and had reached the realm of the Twelve Tribulations Golden Body. They were quasi-sages.
Opposite her, stood a group of warriors, both male and female, wearing the same white uniforms as her.
The aura of these people is also very strong. Those with the lowest cultivation level are in the first realm of quasi-sage, and those with high cultivation level are in the second realm of quasi-sage.
The woman in the lead exudes an aura that is no weaker than that of Long Yunluo, Xiang Yuntian and others - the third level of quasi-sage! "I told you, if you had been more tolerant back then, you would have broken through to the level of saint by now.
In the realm of beings, we control the fate of our human race, so why do we need to be chased all the way by these little characters.
Just because the human boy you adopted was getting married, you cut off the secret method, and as a result, you are now stuck in the third realm of quasi-sage, unable to break through!"
A voice sounded in Qingchen's ears.
A smile appeared in Qingchen's eyes.
"That's my son. I watched him grow up. How could I not go when he got married?
If I hadn't missed it this time and wouldn't have been discovered by them, I could still have been promoted to a saint safely."
"If you want to be safe, you have to think about how to escape today. Fortunately, I have already obtained the Dayan magic weapon that was used to control the Youmo Dao.
With this, you can completely understand the holy law of the Youmo Dao and take control of the Youmo's authority."
"If you want me to escape, you'd better shut up, let me think about it, and stop disturbing me."
"..." Qingchen looked at the woman named the leader opposite and said with a smile: "Sister Song Ci, you really misunderstood me.
The Ghost Demon Scepter is not on my possession, and the person who stole the Ghost Demon Scepter may have escaped from the Zhoutian Palace and even Longyuan Prefecture during the time you were chasing me."
"Don't call me sister. I thought you had good qualifications. Even though you were a human being, our Zhoutian Palace treated you equally and allowed you to enter the Zhoutian Academy.
But I didn't expect that you are a white-eyed wolf. Not only did you not remember the kindness of our Zhoutian Palace, but you stole the Dayan magic weapon from Zhoutian Academy.
If you hand over the Ghost Demon Scepter today, I will spare your life, as long as you go back and accept the punishment.
Otherwise, you will definitely die here today!"
Song Ci said coldly.
The quasi-sage beside her has formed a crescent shape, surrounding Qingchen, and behind Qingchen are also standing warriors from Linghuang City. They are naturally on the side of Zhoutian Academy and cannot help Qingchen escape from this place.
The long pursuit has now reached a dead end and it is impossible to escape.
"Are they really treated equally?
If we really treat everyone equally, how could you directly assert that the ghost demon scepter was stolen by me?"
Qingchen smiled lightly.
Song Ci said coldly: "You are from the human race, and the Youmo Dao was originally one of the seven major demonic paths of your human race.
It is precisely because of this that you know how to refine the ghost demon scepter with quasi-sage cultivation.
After all, it was once the magic weapon of your human race."
"There's no need to blame anyone. I'll say it again, I didn't steal the ghost demon's scepter.
I am also a disciple of Zhoutian Academy, so you cannot take action against me without permission, without even giving me a chance to argue."
Qingchen smiled.
After a pause, Qing Chen showed a look of surprise: "Yes, you also want the Youmo Scepter, so you want to take this opportunity to see if you can take it for yourself!"
"Presumptuous! I have the blood of Zhoutian Palace flowing in my body. How can I take this mere Dayan magic weapon in my eyes?"
A flash of anger and a hint of guilt flashed in Song Ci's eyes.
She does have selfish motives.
As a concubine, her life in the Zhoutian Palace was not easy.