Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Feng Baifan was lying on the bed, looking at his trusted aide who had been sent out to deliver the letter, panting as he walked in from outside the door. He hurriedly asked, "How is it? Did you send the letter out?"    

"In reply to Grand Elder, I sent it all out." The man nodded and replied.    

"How did those people react?"    

"Grand Elder, I sent out more than a hundred letters this time. All of them were sent to the sects in the Central Province, which were at least Middle Factions. About half of them were very interested in what was written in the letters. For example, Eagle Valley, Tyrant Blade Sect, and so on.    

Then there were some weaker sects in the Middle Continent, such as Flower Sound Sect and so on.    

If my guess is correct, perhaps this is because the remains of Sovereign is useless to them. After all, in a small sect like the Flower Sound Sect, there isn't even a single Eighth Stage warrior. Even with the remains of the Sovereign, it won't be of much help to them. Instead, it might bring about a fatal disaster. "    

Feng Baifan nodded and said, "That's right. This is also within my expectations. But apart from these small and medium-sized sects, didn't I ask you to prepare a few letters specifically for those big sects? How did they react?"    

"That's right. This time, we have sent a total of letters to Cloud Heaven Sect, the Flower Sect, Pill Tower, and a few other overlords of the Central Province to the heart of Grand Elder's tree. However, only Yang Tianji was interested in the Flower Sect, but whether he wanted to go or not... There was still no fixed number. As for the other sects... After receiving the letter, he only read it briefly before ignoring it. "    

When the confidant said this, he clearly looked a little nervous. After all, the sects he mentioned just now, no matter who it was in the Central Province, they could shake the entire Central Province with just a stamp of their feet.    

When Feng Baifan heard this, he only slightly frowned and didn't say anything.    

Actually, this situation was already within his speculation. Although those big sects might be interested in the remains of Sovereign, but they definitely would not want to be squeezed together with these dozens of small and medium-sized sects to compete for it. After all, these sects had been passed down for at least a few thousand years, and their foundation wasn't ordinary.    

After waving his hand to dismiss his confidant, Feng Baifan raised his head and looked at the Zhentian Sect brothers and Lei Zhenyuan, who also belonged to the Wind Thunder Sect. He said, "Little Yun, do you really think this will work?" Feng Baifan said, but even he didn't notice it. He didn't seem confident when he spoke, and he even sounded a little worried.    

Zheng Yun smiled and said, "Uncle Feng, why are you worried about this? In my opinion, that Yang Tianji at most came from some powerful hidden sect. Although he has some ability, he definitely doesn't have any external help.    

When Yang Tianji used a herb to trade with the Pill Tower at the auction, it proved this point.    

You have to know, even two small sects like us can gather 10 million spirit stone. If he really came from a top sect like the Cloud Heaven Sect, how could he not take out ten million? Even if he took a step back, if Yang Tianji really was the descendant of a big sect... If we have a conflict with him, someone will definitely come out to resolve this matter. But until now, we haven't seen a single person. Isn't this too abnormal?"    

"You're right." After Feng Baifan heard what Zheng Yun said, he nodded slightly.    

But then he frowned again. He said, "According to common sense, a Sixth Stage warrior who doesn't even have the backing of a sect... No matter how talented he is, he was hunted down by dozens of sects. I don't think he has any chance of surviving. But if this person is Yang Tianji, I am slightly shaken. One should know that there were more than a hundred people guarding me in Boundless Glacier. Even so, Yang Tianji was still able to escape from their hands..."    

"Uncle Feng, you are right. Yang Xuan's strength is indeed a little too much. But I have already asked my elder brother about it. Although Yang Tianji's performance at that time seemed a little unbelievable, uncle Feng, you are right. ___'s strength is indeed a little too strong, but I have already asked Big Brother about it. But this time, even I am absolutely unable to think of any means that he can rely on. To escape from the pursuit of dozens of sects. "    

Zheng Yun said, and his voice suddenly stopped.    

He suddenly remembered that he had to deal with this person called Yang Tianji. Whether it was his identity, background, or strength, it was all a mystery. Judging from the strength that Yang Tianji had displayed, it was indeed impossible for him to escape. But no one knew that in a place he had never seen before... What kind of strength was he hiding?    

Thinking of this, Zheng Yun's confidence in his words decreased significantly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible. Yang Tianji can't possibly escape from the hunt. Otherwise, where will the dignity of Central Province be placed?"    

On the other side, Feng Baifan and the others were secretly scheming behind their backs.    

At the same time, outside the east gate of Blood Bat City, the carriage carrying Yang Xuan had already stopped.    

After leaving Blood Bat City for ten miles, Yang Xuan and the others had already noticed. There were people chasing them not far from them. And now, after the carriage stopped, those people seemed to know that they had been discovered. So they stopped hiding and stood out openly.    

Yang Xuan walked out of the carriage and quietly floated in the air. He smiled and looked at the people surrounding the carriage and asked, "I wonder if everyone is standing here because you want to enjoy the cool air with me?"    

Yang Xuan said and waved his hand. Under the effect of the Spiritual Force, the surrounding snow blew towards the people not far away. A flame flew out from the crowd, melting the snow and wind.    

Immediately after, a big man with a bare upper body raised the sawtooth shark knife in his hand and said to Yang Xuan, "You are Yang Tianji, right? I will give you ten breaths of time to hand over the remains of Sovereign."    

"What if I don't hand it over?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile, but those who were familiar with Yang Xuan could already hear the killing intent in his tone.    

In fact, after Yang Xuan found the first tracker, he could already determine the purpose of the tracker. These people were either Feng Baifan's subordinates or the other sects in the Blood Bat City who were interested in the remains of Sovereign.    

Although Yang Xuan obviously hoped that the other party was the former, because Feng Baifan had suffered under Yang Xuan before, so it was inevitable that he would be afraid of him. However, it was obvious that the latter was the greater possibility.