Drain your cultivation and waste your spirit bones! Junior Brother is reborn and goes crazy

"Rebel!"

The middle-aged man cast his tiger eyes on Wu Zhaotian and spoke in a low voice with the sound of thunder faintly heard.

Wu Zhaotian said bluntly: "My father, I'm in Qingyun Province and have been captured. Send someone to redeem me!"

Middle-aged man: "..."

"If you don't redeem me, they'll cut me into pieces. Can you bear to watch me suffer?"

Wu Zhaotian shouted again.

The middle-aged man sneered, "Didn't you claim to be invincible and want to defeat the younger generation of the Nine Provinces of Immortal Spirits? How did you end up like this?"

"With this, you still have the nerve to say that you can surpass the ancestor and suppress me?"

"Where's the face?"

Wu Zhaotian shrugged and said calmly, "What kind of face does a cultivator need? Besides, our Great Martial Immortal Dynasty is founded on martial arts. We cultivate our physical bodies, so naturally our face has been thickened. So, in one sentence, will you redeem me?"

Wu Poxiao, the leader of the Great Martial Immortal Dynasty, said coldly, "May the best of luck to you!"

Hearing this, Wu Zhaotian sighed: "It seems that you still intend to follow the ancestral system and make that vixen's son, the eldest prince of our Great Martial Immortal Dynasty, the ruler of the dynasty. Who am I? I am nothing. If I had known this would happen, I should have left the Great Martial Immortal Dynasty with my mother."

"Anyway, with my mother's background and power, I can still gain a foothold even in troubled times!"

Wu Poxiao's face darkened when he heard this: "You little brat, how can this involve your mother? Believe it or not, I will beat you!"

Li Xuan watched with interest. He could see that the leader of the Great Wuxian Dynasty was a little afraid of Wu Zhaotian's mother?

However, this kind of fear is concern, not real fear.

However, at this moment, Wu Poxiao looked at Li Xuan and asked in a deep voice, "Which faction are you from in Qingyun Province?"

Li Xuan bowed and said, "Senior, I am Li Xuan, a member of the Qingyun Demon Palace in Qingyun Province, and I am the titular chief elder."

Wu Poxiao said calmly, "You are qualified to deal with this rebellious son, and you are also qualified to act as a guarantor. As long as you have the ransom, can you guarantee that this rebellious son will be safe and sound during this period of time?"

Li Xuan nodded.

At this time, Wu Zhaotian smiled and said, "I knew that my father cares about me!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Poxiao's forehead was throbbing with veins. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "If you beat him up for as long as it takes to burn an incense stick, I'll give you an extra artifact. I mean what I say!"

"If you hang him up and whip him for a year or two, I'll give you a quasi-immortal weapon!"

Wu Zhaotian: “…”

Li Xuan was stunned for a moment, then he laughed. This father and son pair was really interesting. Moreover, the leader of the Great Wuxian Dynasty was so angry with his rebellious son that he hired thugs to beat him up. It was really interesting!

But soon Li Xuan said with a smile: "Senior, although your son was defeated by me, we can be said to have known each other for a long time. We even had a friendship that together devoured the genius of a great clan in Shanhaizhou. It can be said that we met too late!"

Wu Poxiao was stunned.

Wu Zhaotian gave Li Xuan an admiring look and gave him a thumbs up.

"Li Shengzi is right."

Therefore, he said to Wu Poxiao proudly: "Old man, see, even if your son loses, people will still treat him to delicious food and drinks."

At this moment, Li Xuan said with a smile: "Senior, if you want to beat him up, it's not impossible."

"I just hit him, but the pain is in my heart..."

"You have to pay more!"

Wu Zhaotian's expression suddenly froze and he looked at Li Xuan in disbelief.

Wu Poxiao: “…”

Afterwards, the Great Martial Immortal Wu Poxiao immediately recited and sent out a mysterious martial arts scripture under the "add money" behavior.

Li Xuan ruthlessly kicked Wu Zhaotian out of the hall.

Then he said to Wu Poxiao: "Senior, are you satisfied with this?"

Wu Poxiao's face was expressionless as he nodded slightly. "What I just recited were the first three levels of the Great Martial Scripture of the Great Martial Dynasty. If this scripture is cultivated to the ninth level, it can increase the combat power of a powerful palm master by nine times. This is a genuine treasure!"

Li Xuan smiled faintly and said, "This junior naturally knows that you are not a stingy person."

“Underneath the true nature, there is also a delicate existence!”

"Senior, I also have a passage of scripture here, which I would like to give to you as a gift, as a token of our mutual return!"