Chapter 1635 - God-Naming Platform Conference (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Both Lan Sibai and Lu Qian only saw Mu Lingxi. They ignored Zhang Ruochen on the side.

Actually, he didn’t want to return to the Moon G.o.ddess Dojo either. It was only seven days. He could wait.

If he was unable to cultivate in the Truth G.o.dly Palace, he could still go to the Ocean of Truth.

Mu Lingxi obviously knew what Lan Sibai and Lu Qian wanted. She pulled Zhang Ruochen toward the cloud s.h.i.+p, deciding to return to the Moon G.o.ddess Dojo.

But Zhang Ruochen turned his hand and grabbed her. Smiling, he said, “Don’t worry. Did you forget that we have a friend in the Truth G.o.dly Palace?”

Then he inscribed a communication rune and sent it out.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen’s hand tightly wrapped around Mu Lingxi’s wrist, Lan Sibai’s eyes flashed coldly.

He hated that they were in the Truth Heavenly Domain. If this was anywhere else, he’d have 100 ways to forcefully “invite” Mu Lingxi to his cultivation residence. And he had 10,000 ways to make this uppity human disappear soundlessly.

Lan Sibai was about to speak and invite Mu Lingxi again when he suddenly felt an intense weak feeling. He paled instantly and his vision darkened. He swayed as if he was a sick mortal.

“Brother Lan Sibai, what’s wrong?”

Lu Qian hurriedly went to support him.

Lan Sibai didn’t speak. He quickly sat down and moved Holy Qi through him. His entire body shone with brilliant white light.

Mu Lingxi grew curious. “What’s wrong?” she whispered.

Zhang Ruochen naturally wouldn’t tell her that he’d secretly sent a time print onto Lan Sibai. He just chuckled, “That four-winged angel seems to be a bit weak.”

Zhang Ruochen didn’t use Spiritual Power to say it. He said it out loud.

Lan Sibai, circulating Holy Qi, grew furious.

Because he was too upset, he almost lost control of his Holy Qi. His face alternated between red and white as if he was about to explode.

A moment later, Lan Sibai finally recovered. His eyes flas.h.i.+ng, he shot to his feet. He stopped maintaining his pretty image and glared at Zhang Ruochen.

A mere half-step Saint King human dared to mock him in public and say he was weak. He had to give him a lesson.

Whoos.h.!.+

The sound of wind broke out.

In the distance, white light flew over quickly. It landed and turned into a man with three heads and six arms.

Seeing him, Lu Qian’s expression changed. He hurried over and bowed with a smile. “Greetings, Senior Brother Feng.”

It was Feng Yan.

They were both first-level disciples, but Lu Qian couldn’t compare to Feng Yan’s background.

Plus, Feng Yan was already a Saint King. With his terrifying talent, he’d probably become a G.o.dly disciple soon.

In the Truth Heavenly Domain, their statuses were miles apart.

Lan Sibai frowned and didn’t attack Zhang Ruochen immediately. After all, Feng Yan wasn’t an ordinary figure. He was 17th on the Saints Merits Record.

Even though Feng Yan had just entered the Saint King Realm, second step Saint King Lan Sibai still might not be his match in a true fight.

Why is Feng Yan here?

Lan Sibai and Lu Qian both grew confused.

Feng Yan just smiled and nodded at Lan Sibai and Lu Qian. Then he studied Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi. Confirming Zhang Ruochen’s ident.i.ty, he finally walked over and put his hands up in greeting. Smiling, he said, “Brother Zhang, it’s been half a year since our last meeting. You never came to find me at Kongling Island. I thought you forgot me!”

“I’m afraid I’ll have to disturb Brother Feng for a few days in the Truth Heavenly Domain,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Feng Yan chuckled. “Disturb? I’ll have a chance to have a friendly fight with you. Come, let us go to Kongling Island now.”

Soon, a cloud s.h.i.+p came and took Feng Yan, Zhang Ruochen, and Mu Lingxi to Kongling Island.

Lan Sibai and Lu Qian exchanged glances, feeling shocked.

It was understandable if Feng Yan talked to Mu Lingxi.

But how come that half-step Saint King human could be friends with Feng Yan?

Lu Qian felt down. “Brother Lan Siabi,” he asked seriously. “Who exactly is that human?”

Lan Sibai’s eyes were dark as he shook his head.

Lu Qian cried out inwardly. He’d accidentally offended someone who could befriend Feng Yan. This wasn’t good. If he wasn’t careful, he could bring trouble for himself.