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

The Dragon King of the North Sea placed the meteorite stone into a purple jade tray and motioned the woman in red to walk to Jiang Han and hold the tray in front of him.

"As long as my nephew agrees, I am willing to exchange this meteorite stone."

The Dragon King's eyes were blazing, as if he was a little afraid that Jiang Han would disagree. He paused for a moment and then continued:

"Also, when the Ancient Dragon Palace opens, I will allow the Sword Sect disciples and the North Sea Dragon Clan to enter the depths of the Dragon Palace together to search for treasures."

Jiang Han's expression was slightly tense. The meteorite stone was indeed something he urgently needed.

Space cracks can not only damage the cultivator's physical body, but can also easily cut through his soul. It is a terrifying thing that only the stable primordial spirit of a cultivator who has reached the stage of Divine Transformation can resist.

It can be said that anyone below the Spirit Transformation stage will almost die if they touch it. Even a high-level cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage will have to make every effort to retreat when encountering a space crack.

He remembered that Mo Qiu Shuang had a bell-shaped magic weapon that could create space cracks. As long as she hid in it, she would be invincible, allowing her to easily arrange formations. No one could hurt her below the level of a spirit being.

If he adds meteorite stone into the flying sword, he will not be afraid of the threat of space cracks!

There were waves in his heart, but his face remained calm as usual. He asked:

"This is not difficult, but what is that Ancient Dragon Palace?"

The Dragon King had a complicated expression and said:

"The Ancient Dragon Palace was built by the True Dragons of the Upper Realm when they descended to the lower realm. Later, for some reason, all the True Dragons were recalled from the Upper Realm and the Ancient Dragon Palace was closed. Only a small number of dragon descendants were left in this realm to reproduce and thrive."

"In order to ensure the strength of the dragon race in this world, the Ancient Dragon Palace will open a dragon trial every three thousand years. Only those with dragon blood or holding a dragon token can enter."

"There are countless magical treasures and spiritual plants inside, and even immortal arts from the upper realm. More importantly, there is a spatial channel connecting it to the upper realm."

"Although that spatial passage is inaccessible to humans, the spiritual energy of the upper realm overflows into the Dragon Palace, and there are also many natural treasures nurtured by the spiritual energy of the upper realm!"

"For example, this Yin-Yang Flower is a treasure that I obtained in the Ancient Dragon Palace. In the Ancient Dragon Palace, there are countless treasures that are better than this flower."

It turned out to be such a treasure land!

Jiang Han was very tempted. If he allowed the disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect to join in, wouldn't it greatly improve the strength of the disciples and strengthen the sect's foundation?

All he had to pay was an unknown treasure that was gathering dust in the Dragon Palace.

This deal can be done!

Without further hesitation, he asked directly, "I wonder what that treasure looks like?"

The Dragon King of the North Sea was overjoyed. He raised his hand and a crystal key shining with blue light condensed out.

"This is it, my dear nephew. Please check if it is under the throne of the Dragon Palace."

……

Zixiao Sword Sect.

Ningjian Peak is the residence of outer disciples.

"A mere top-grade wind spirit root dares to dream of becoming the sect master's disciple. Has this person hit his head? Does he really think the sect master will accept anyone?"

"Being able to become a disciple of Elder Liang of Qingyun Peak is already a great opportunity. It's ridiculous that he actually felt dissatisfied and rejected me on the spot! I really don't know what he was thinking."

"Alas, I thought the Saint Son had gone to great lengths to save a good child, but I didn't expect him to be such a proud and arrogant person."

"I think he's a fool. He said that if the Sect Master didn't accept him, he would rather practice on his own in the outer sect. Now, Elder Li has really thrown him out there."

"Hey, he's not happy about staying in the outer sect anymore, so he ran to Qingyun Peak and said he's willing to become Elder Liang's disciple, but he wants Elder Liang to personally take him to the peak..."

"Bah! I really gave him face! Fortunately, Elder Liang threw him out directly and ignored him."

"Our Sword Sect has recruited over twenty people with top-grade spiritual roots this year, and we don't need a useless person like him with a flawed character. This kid really thinks he's such a hot commodity."

Several outer disciples of the Sword Sect walked past a courtyard chatting and laughing. Their ridicule was not concealed at all and was heard clearly by Zhu Yuanlong who was separated by a door.

"hateful!"

Zhu Yuanlong hid behind the door, clenched his right hand suddenly, and the cup of water in his hand made a crackling sound.

"I barely managed to evade the Li family's detection and joined the Purple Sky Sword Sect after going through untold hardships. How can I just stay in the outer sect and waste my time like this?!!"

"That old bastard Lei Qingchuan, I'm so talented, why wouldn't he accept me?!"

"Jiang Han also has a mutated top-grade spiritual root, and I also have a mutated top-grade spiritual root. Why would he only accept Jiang Han and not me!!!"

call--!

He gripped the cup tightly and threw it towards the ground, but when the cup was about to hit the ground, it was gently supported by a soft force and slowly flew back to the stone table.

"Look, he's in a hurry."

A somewhat hoarse chuckle suddenly sounded, and the courtyard's defensive formation activated automatically. Spiritual energy condensed into a pale blue light shield, wrapping up the courtyard.

"Jiang Han possesses the mutated thunder spiritual root that is most suitable for the Purple Sky Sword Sect, and he also has a natural sword bone. You only have a top-grade wind spiritual root now, and your sword cultivation aptitude is only average. How can you compare with him?"

Zhu Yuanlong's face darkened and he asked, "Then why didn't you implant the Thunder Spirit Root and Sword Bone into me when you sent me back?"

"If I had the help of the Thunder Spiritual Root, how could I be so easily outshined by that bitch?"

"You've seen it these past few days. The entire Sword Sect is talking about how powerful that bitch is, how strong she is, and who she beat up today and who she beat up yesterday..."

"So, now all he needs to do is go out and fight, and he can gain the respect of so many people."

"Everyone knows how to fight. I can fight too, and I'm better than him. Why can't I be that person?!"

Zhu Yuanlong's face turned red with anger, and he was almost crazy with jealousy.

These things are supposed to be mine! They are mine!!

The Holy Son is mine! The Dragon Palace is mine too! And that flying sword, that opportunity, they should all be mine!!!

But he had only been gone for two years, and all the limelight that should have belonged to him was snatched away by Jiang Han! !

He is unwilling and hates it!!!

Zhu Yuanlong clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms, and he quickly let go in pain.

"It's all Jiang Han's fault!!" he said while rubbing his palms.

At this moment, the voice sounded again:

"Don't worry. I risked breaking the rules and losing a lot of my essence to save you from the clutches of the Heavenly Dao. Naturally, I won't let you stay in the outer sect."

"First, get used to this body. With my help, you'll be able to recover to the Nascent Soul stage in no time. Only then will you have a chance to take back what's yours."

"You must remember that you are the protagonist of this world. Jiang Han is just a villain who is bound to be trampled under your feet. You must not let him affect your mind."

"Yes, I am the protagonist, I am the protagonist of this world!" Zhu Yuanlong took a deep breath, and a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

"This time, I must take back what belongs to me, defeat Jiang Han, the biggest villain, and trample all villains under my feet!"