Invincible Bloodline

Three thousand years ago, the Holy Ji Sect had gathered the top one hundred powers in the Middle Continent, the Sect, and held a meeting of geniuses.    

It had become a tradition. Every hundred years, the Holy Ji Sect would hold a meeting of the geniuses of the Hundred Sects.    

Today was the day of the Hundred Sect Chosen Gathering.    

Heaven's Pride Evildoer, who came from the top hundred powers in the Middle Continent, was led by his seniors to the peak of the Spiritual Sacred Mountain.    

At this moment, these Heaven's Pride Evildoer were like Grandma Liu entering the garden. Each of their eyes were filled with curiosity, and from time to time, they would let out cries of surprise.    

Compared to the Holy Ji Sect, their mountain gate wasn't much stronger than the dog's nest. There was no comparison at all.    

No wonder the geniuses of the Holy Ji Sect looked down on them. In the Upper Sky Realm, they were much weaker than them.    

All of a sudden, the space distorted, and a man and four women appeared around the geniuses. Strangely, the geniuses didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary. It was as if the man and three women were standing there in the first place.    

The man seemed to be around twenty years old, and he wore black clothes. His aura was ordinary, and his entire body was covered with concepts that seemed to be returning to their original state. It was as if he didn't understand the cultivation path at all. In other words, he was a martial artist, but more like a Wealthy Young Master.    

As for the three girls, all of them had peerless facial features. They were the most beautiful women in the world, and they had extraordinary temperaments. Even the proud daughters of the great sects could not compare to them. They were far inferior to them.    

This man and four women were none other than Yang Fann and his little sister Yang Sifan, cousin Luo Jiahui, little senior sister Dongfang Xue and the maid You Nuo.    

Over three hundred years, more than twenty thousand low grade divine stones that were plundered from Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu and the others were all refined by Yang Fann. Even the Primordial Purple Cloudss in his hands were mostly refined by Yang Fann, causing him to have no choice but to break through.    

Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu and the other Wu King from the Witch Clan were all worth a fortune. S.    

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However, it was also true that experts were supreme treasures to Half Saints. They were the key to achieving sainthood. However, to a Sacred King expert, they were completely useless. Even if they were exchanged, it would be considered pretty good if they could be exchanged for a Tier 2 Holy Herb.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to nurture a group of Saints for the Heaven Witch Clan, Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu might not even have brought so many Primordial Purple Cloudss with him.    

A clever woman would not be able to cook without rice. Without resources, continuing to cultivate in seclusion would not have much effect.    

It was just a step-by-step bitter cultivation. With Yang Fann's talent, he wanted to break through a small realm. That time was completely calculated in 100,000 years, millions of years.    

When that time came, even the yellow flowers and vegetables would be cold.    

Currently, there were only two options in front of him. One was to launch an army to conquer the four corners of the river and plunder the Primordial Purple Clouds. As long as he could cultivate the Hung Meng Indestructible Body to the Great Perfection Stage, Yang Fann would be able to fight a True God Sovereign with just the strength of the Body. At that time, the danger of the Witch Clan would be nothing to him.    

As long as those True Gods of the Witch Clan were not stupid enough, they would never have a death grudge with a True God for the sake of Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu, the young master of their tribe.    

Secondly, he needed to leave the Tiannan Realm River and head to the Guangling Realm Island. With the abundant resources of the Guangling Realm Island, his cultivation base would definitely soar again in a short period of time.    

In the end, Yang Fann decided to head to the Guangling Realm Island. With just the Luo He Star Domain alone, if he wanted to gather the trillion Hung Meng Indestructible Bodys needed for the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, he would have to sweep across the entire river of over ten thousand realms in the Star Domain. This was too big of a disturbance, and the effect would be slow.    

However, the Guangling Realm Island was different. The resources were billions of times more abundant. In the Luo He Star Domain, he would be able to gather the trillion Hung Meng Indestructible Bodys needed for the Hung Meng Indestructible Body in the shortest amount of time. Not only that, but he would also be able to gather all the Primordial Purple Cloudss needed for the Hung Meng Indestructible Body. It was a two-pronged plan. The efficiency would be more than ten times, or even a hundred times better than when he was conquering the Luo He Star Domain.    

Perhaps in less than a few tens of thousands of years, he would have the strength to fight against the Witch Clan.    

Furthermore, he had the Blue Moon Medallion in his hand. It was not a bad choice to join the Blue Moon Palace. With his talent and potential, he would be able to break through to the true disciple realm. It was even possible for him to fight for the position of the Blue Moon Palace's Son of God. At that time, even if the Witch Clan knew about Holy Son Of Heavenly Wu, they would still want to touch him. Although the Blue Moon Palace wasn't as good as the Witch Clan, they still had to think twice before making a move. But just a little bit.    

However, before leaving, Yang Fann wanted to see his hometown again.    

It had been six thousand years since he left Sobbing Blood Continent, and he didn't know when he would be able to return to Guangling Realm Island this time. It was time for him to make a trip back. This Holy Ji Sect was Yang Fann's first stop.    

Initially, Yang Fann wanted to bring Lin Wanru and the other two girls along with him. He wanted to treat this as a trip before he left.    

However, as Yang Fann's cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds, just like how he, Qin Hu, Manniu and the others had, the gap between Lin Wanru and Master And Servant had also been growing. Now, it seemed like they were trying to avoid Yang Fann.    

Maybe it was because of their inferiority, but in the end, their birth was too humble. Compared to the other four girls, their relationship with Yang Fann was much worse.    

There was no blood relation. Neither were they fellow disciples of the same sect. They were not like You Nuo, who was Yang Fann's personal maid, accompanying him.    

Everyone was well aware of the so-called kindness of saving their lives. Yang Fann had already repaid them, and if one really wanted to say that they owed him, then only they owed him.    

Regarding this, Yang Fann didn't have any good ideas. In his life, the martial arts would always be the first.    

It was better to let nature take its course in matters of love. It could not be denied that he had a good impression of Lin Wanru and Xiao Lian. However, if he really liked them, or even fell in love with them, it could not be counted as that. It was mainly because he was grateful.    

It was not only Lin Wanru and Xiao Lian. It was the same for Dongfang Xue and the other two girls. Although he was a little dull when it came to matters of feelings, it was not that he really did not know anything. It was not that he was not clear about the love in the eyes of the three girls. It was just that there were some things that he was not really prepared for.    

And to be honest, to them, it was more of familial love. As for love, he didn't know either.    

Fortunately, right now, each and every one of them had endless lifespans, and there was no danger to their lifespans.    

As time went on, there would naturally be a day when water flowed naturally.    

. . .    

On the jade path leading to the peak of the Spirit Sacred Mountain.    

The young geniuses glanced at Dongfang Xue and the other three girls from time to time. There was a burning look in their eyes, but no one dared to approach them.    

Looking at Dongfang Xue and the other three girls who looked like fairies descending to the mortal world, for some reason. . . These geniuses had an inexplicable sense of inferiority in their hearts, and they did not dare to have the slightest bit of blasphemy.    

It was not just them. How could those proud daughters of heaven not be like this? All of them felt ashamed of themselves.    

In front of Dongfang Xue and the other three, they were so beautiful that they could topple cities and cities. It was as if the ugly duckling had seen it. It was like a swan in the sky, totally incomparable.    

Especially that aura, that was the Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud. At this moment, how could they be the pride of the Sect? The countless goddesses in the hearts of their fellow disciples were just a bunch of village ladies from the countryside.    

For thousands of years, Dongfang Xue and the other three girls were no longer the same as before. True King Wan Lei and the others needed a large amount of Contribution Points to exchange for different grades of Holy Herbs, but Dongfang Xue and the other two girls were different. As long as they were willing, the Holy Herbs would be provided to them.    

Under the massive amount of Holy Herbs piled up, the weakest one among the four girls had reached the Top Saints realm. The strongest one, Yang Sifan, had even comprehended several Saint King Law and had successfully broken through to the Half-step Saint King Stage.    

This was the real Holy Virgin. How could these young men and women from the various major powers compare to her?    

In this strange atmosphere, Yang Fann's group of four and the expert geniuses of the major powers arrived at the top of the mountain.    

The peak of the mountain was very wide, covering more than ten thousand acres of land.    

In the center of the mountain was a square arena. It wasn't large, but it had a different dimension.    

In the martial artist world, experts were respected. The so-called Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Gathering, in the end, was still a competition between the geniuses of various major powers.    

Around the arena, there was a square stand, and there were already many people sitting on it.    

Most of them were disciples of the Holy Ji Sect, and there were also many who came from the various major powers in the Middle Continent, experts.    

The Hundred Sect Gathering of Chosen Ones was held only once every hundred years. It gathered the top young geniuses in the Middle Continent. It was a rare grand occasion in the Middle Continent.    

Very quickly, a group of young geniuses went up to the Heaven's Pride seats that were specially prepared for them. On the other hand, the experts of the various large factions were placed on a tall platform in the east. It was the viewing platform specially prepared by the Holy Ji Sect for the experts of the various large factions.    

At this moment, there were many expert of different powers sitting on the tall platform. There were also quite a number of elders of the Holy Ji Sect who were at the semi-sage realm.    

Yang Fann brought the four girls and found an empty seat to sit down. Looking at the young geniuses who were rubbing their fists and preparing to show off their skills, a smile gradually emerged on Yang Fann's face.    

Thinking back to the past, he was just like them, competing with the geniuses of various major powers.    

Looking at them, Yang Fann vaguely found a trace of his youth.    

Over six thousand years, the world had changed.    

No matter what, he would never have thought that he would have today's achievements.    

. . .    

Time slowly passed as Yang Fann reminisced.    

Soon, an hour passed.    

The geniuses of the hundred major sects had finally arrived, and they were all the young geniuses of the Holy Ji Sect.    

It had to be said that the Holy Ji Sect was the Holy Ji Sect, not something the other major powers of the Sect could compare with. The cultivation base and strength of these young geniuses were obviously higher than the geniuses of the other major sects.    

The strongest among them had even reached the Four Stars Quasi-Saint.    

A Four Stars Quasi-Saint who was less than a hundred years old was almost unimaginable even in the Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

At this moment. . .    

A few elders of the Holy Ji Sect suddenly stood up from the Eastern Altar. They bowed and greeted respectfully, "Welcome, honorable envoys. "    

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