Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Lei Qingchuan was shocked. He guessed that they might be very satisfied with Jiang Han, but he didn't expect that Elder Li would say that.

"Why? Is there something special about Jiang Han?"

"This..." The two elders looked at each other.

Elder Huang gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that I can't tell you, but we have just suffered backlash and cannot say too much. I hope the Sect Master will understand."

"Backlash?!" Lei Qingchuan was shocked. What on earth could actually backlash against them?

"That's fine." Lei Qingchuan sat up straight. "Just tell me as much as you can. It will give me a clearer idea of ​​what's going on."

"Sect Master should know that our Divine Luck lineage has been inherited from the upper realm for who knows how many tens of thousands of years." Elder Huang said solemnly.

"But from ancient times to now, I have never seen in any classics or any inheritance a power of destiny that can be compared with Jiang Han's!"

"The power of luck?"

Lei Qingchuan frowned. Of course he knew about the power of luck. Everyone has it, but the strength varies. Apart from anything else, his own luck is not weak.

In other words, those who can become strong have strong luck.

But, how strong was Jiang Han's power of destiny? How could it cause these two knowledgeable elders to lose their composure like this?

More importantly, because of this, they could be retaliated against!

Just one look and you're backfired?

"How strong is Jiang Han's power of luck?" He was a little nervous.

"How strong is it..." Elder Huang muttered with a confused look in his eyes:

"Master, do you know how strong the Zixiao Sword Sect's luck is?"

"The elder said before that the Golden Dragon of Luck still has 800 feet left."

Lei Qingchuan answered very quickly. It was related to the development of the sect, and he remembered it very clearly.

"Not now." The confusion in Elder Huang's eyes disappeared.

"I just used the Qi-gazing technique to take a look. I don't know when the sect's Qi has increased by 1,500 meters!"

"what?!"

Lei Qingchuan stood up suddenly, his eyes full of horror.

It's no wonder he was so excited. For a large sect, luck is not something that can be found without a trace. To put it bluntly, it is the power of heaven's favor.

With the blessing of luck, the number of talented disciples in the sect will increase, the number of natural treasures will increase, the probability of disciples in the sect successfully breaking through will be higher, and even the success rate of refining pills and weapons will be higher!

This luck will also feed back to each disciple. When they go out to train, they have a greater chance of breaking through the realm, a greater chance of surviving, and can obtain more opportunities...

There are so many benefits that are simply innumerable.

From 800 zhang to 1,500 zhang, it almost doubled. This ability is simply unbelievable.

"Could it be because of Jiang Han?"

Lei Qingchuan felt that this matter was too unbelievable, as the sect's fortune always benefited the disciples.

He had never heard that a sect's fortune could be doubled just because of one disciple.

With so much luck and the blessing of so many resources and precious lands, as well as spiritual stone veins...

It can be said that when the next time disciples are recruited, the chance of a talented disciple emerging may be greater than the previous hundreds of years combined.

In addition, the chance of mining top-grade spirit stones from those top-grade mineral veins will also greatly increase!

Also, resources that were extremely difficult to obtain before can be obtained more easily.

Lei Qingchuan's heart became more and more excited. If he could train more talented disciples during his term of office, he would be valued when he went to the upper sect.

Jiang Han's position in his heart was rising rapidly.

"It must be because of him!" Elder Huang's body trembled slightly.

"Master, do you know how powerful Jiang Han's destiny dragon is?"

"How big is it?" Lei Qingchuan asked subconsciously.

Confusion and fear appeared in Elder Huang's eyes.

"It stretches for who knows how long, at least..."

He walked to the entrance of the hall and looked towards the sky above the sect. As the effect of the Qi-gazing technique dissipated, the huge figure gradually disappeared.

Just listen to him murmuring:

"That's one of the few that's ten thousand feet long, a five-colored dragon!"

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On a warship that was dozens of feet long, Jiang Han stood at the bow, looking at the mountains and rivers passing by below.

This warship was specially sent by the master before departure. He said that it was a heavenly-grade warship, the Star-Destroying Ship, which was strong enough to withstand the attacks of a powerful warrior in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

The warship is all black, and there is a diamond-shaped crystal stone about ten feet in size on the bow. It exudes an aura of destruction and is said to be able to launch an attack that is powerful enough to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator in seconds.

There is also a small teleportation array in the cabin. If you encounter an enemy that you cannot defeat, you can quickly teleport back to the sect, or you can ask for help from the sect, and the reinforcements will arrive in an instant.

However, this warship consumes too many spirit stones. One top-grade spirit stone can only sustain the journey for half a month. In addition, each attack requires ten top-grade spirit stones, and the protective formation also requires top-grade spirit stones.

In short, it’s just three words: burn spirit stones.

Although his master gave him 50,000 top-grade spirit stones, Jiang Han still felt bad about using them.

"Junior Brother Jiang."

Following a gentle voice, a young man in a black robe walked out of the cabin.

"Junior Brother Jiang is truly favored by the Sect Master. He even gives him magical treasures like the Heavenly Grade Battleship."

He sighed, as if he was extremely envious.

But Jiang Han could clearly see the calmness deep in his eyes, as if things of this level were not worth mentioning at all in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Bai."

Jiang Han nodded in greeting. This person's name was Bai Mujian. He was Liang Zihan from Qingyun Peak and a direct disciple of Elder Liang.

It is said that he has an extremely high talent in swordsmanship. After only twenty years in the sect, he has already reached the great perfection of Jindan. He has also understood the meaning of sword, condensed his sword heart, and is extremely powerful.

However, this person has a strong murderous nature and follows the path of killing. Although he looks peaceful on the surface, he is actually very arrogant and cold towards others.

Bai Mujian walked to the bow of the boat and looked into the distance with Jiang Han.

"I wonder what Junior Brother Jiang thinks of this secret realm?"

"From what Master said, this time the main purpose is to deter the villains and spread the prestige of our Sword Sect."

"That's right." Bai Mujian stood with his hands behind his back, his voice calm but full of blood.

"So, Junior Brother Jiang, don't be soft-hearted. Those who dare to offend the sect will all die."

"It's natural."

Jiang Han nodded. Before coming, he had prepared himself mentally, not for anything else, just for the reputation of the sect.

Seeing Jiang Han like this, Bai Mujian's mouth corners gradually curled up, and he couldn't help but recall the words that the sect leader had specifically instructed him before leaving.

"Junior Brother Bai, Jiang Han is a very talented child, but he is a bit cowardly and lacks confidence."

"This time, give him more chances to attack. Since he lacks confidence, let him build up his confidence."

"You are quite experienced in the art of killing. Please keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't kill too many people. Don't let any innocent people get hurt, or he will definitely feel guilty."

After close contact, Bai Mujian found that what the sect leader said was right. Although Jiang Han looked like an ordinary person, he was indeed a little too timid.

With Jiang Han's qualifications, if he can awaken the heart of a strong man, he will have great hope of inheriting his sword heritage.

Bai Mujian's heart rarely felt any fluctuation. In order to find someone who could accept his inheritance, he traveled to countless worlds.

But unexpectedly, this remnant of thought actually found a person with qualifications that matched his own in this remote little world.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he looked at Jiang Han as if he was looking at a piece of priceless jade.

"Jiang Han, I will make you understand that you are very strong now, very strong. The ones who should feel inferior are those of your generation."