The Emperor gave too much, and the system, dissatisfied, has turned evil.

Chapter 740 Meeting Gift

The three patriarchs who stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world in Qingzhou seemed to have been waiting for Li Congxin for a long time. As he arrived, they all looked him over with unfriendly eyes.

Li Congxin appears to be a Nascent Soul stage expert this time.

But this person can slay an old demon who has undergone tribulation and defeat a true immortal from the upper realm. How could he be a mere Nascent Soul stage cultivator?

It's quite good at hiding its true nature.

Ha, but no matter what he's hiding, no matter what his background is, the three of them are not without powerful resources! Even if you can defeat a true immortal, so what?

Each of them still has the confidence to defeat Li Congxin.

"Hehe." The old immortal Wei Piaomiao stroked his long beard, looking relaxed: "My Heavenly Dao Sect's disciples and grand-disciples spent a huge sum of money to build a spirit ship, which was supposedly destroyed by you?"

"Yeah, yeah."

Li Congxin nodded repeatedly: "It was smashed to pieces by this old man."

Wei Piaomiao's eyes sharpened.

The old swordsman Zhuo Yifan said coldly, "I have a disciple named Wang Xuanji, who was the sect leader of the Xuanji Sect. It is said that he was killed by your sword?"

"Yes, yes."

Li Congxin nodded repeatedly: "I chopped his entire dilapidated sect to pieces with a single sword strike."

Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Hey."

The Soul Ancestor Yin Wuque said in a sinister tone, "I had a woman under my tutelage named Wu Jing, whom I cherished dearly, but I heard that you killed her?"

"fart!"

This time, Li Congxin refused to admit it, and with a flick of his sleeve, said, "What Wu Jing? It's clearly called Wu Ji Po."

A cold glint flashed in Yin Wuque's eyes.

buzz~

Suddenly, the space began to tremble, and soon the entire palace began to shake violently. All the palaces shook violently, caused by the ever-increasing aura emanating from the three patriarchs.

"What, you really want to hit me?"

Li Congxin was overjoyed: "I love people like you who resort to violence at the drop of a hat."

He stuck out a finger and picked his nose, then beckoned to the three men with that finger, saying, "Come on, watch me take on three of you and beat the shit out of you."

Everyone was shocked. What an arrogant old man! He arrived here and immediately challenged three venerable elders of the highest order, even boasting that he could take on all three of them at once!

How profound must one's background be to dare to be so arrogant!

Looking at Li Congxin, Zhao Xueyan's beautiful eyes shone even brighter.

Her mother, Bulgari, had eyes that shone even brighter.

Rumor has it that the tyrannical ancestor was so domineering that he would burn the sea and blow up the sky at the slightest provocation, and it is indeed true!

"Please calm down, everyone."

Upon seeing this, Emperor Zhao Tianyu naturally looked flustered.

He hurriedly stepped forward and risked his life to stand between the four, saying, "If the four venerable ancestors are interested in sparring, I am willing to open the royal battlefield for you to enjoy yourselves. However, please do not fight here. I beg you to have mercy on the tens of millions of common people in the imperial city."

If these four patriarchs were to start fighting, and were not restrained, it would absolutely cause the heavens and the earth to collapse. At that time, not only this huge palace, but the entire vast imperial city would be reduced to rubble.

This place will be filled with death and destruction.

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yifan and Wei Piaomiao slightly withdrew their auras, after all, they were patriarchs of prestigious sects.

Yin Wuque, however, didn't take it to heart.

"Cough cough."

Zhao Tianyu quickly changed the subject: "What are your thoughts on my daughter's apprenticeship today?" He invited the four elders here to take on a disciple, not to fight.

When the topic of becoming an apprentice was brought up, Wei Piaomiao, Zhuo Yifan, and Yin Wuque all narrowed their eyes.

"Hehe, Li Congxin, let's settle our score after we've finished taking on the apprentices."

"Hmph, we'll have a proper showdown then."

"Hehehe, such a big mouth, I really want to see just how powerful you are!" In an instant, the three patriarchs withdrew their auras.

Clearly, winning over this Saint-grade fire spirit root carrier to their side is more important than their conflict with Li Congxin.

"So they're not playing again for the time being?"

Li Congxin looked utterly disappointed: "None of you are real men."

Completely unconcerned, he continued picking his nose: "Well, you guys are lucky. You can take some time to clean up your shit first, and then I won't beat you until you shit yourself."

"Hahaha."

What kind of storms and grand scenes hadn't these patriarchs seen? Instead of getting angry, they laughed in unison: "Let's not talk about these trivial matters of eating, drinking, and defecating."

Immediately, everyone looked at Zhao Xueyan.

Wei Piaomiao, the patriarch of the Heavenly Dao Sect, spoke first with a smile: "Girl, let me give you a little gift first." With that, he stretched out his hand, and an ancient box appeared in his palm. Inside the box was a jade bottle that shimmered with spiritual light. "This is a ninth-grade spiritual medicine, the Opening Dew."

"This elixir can enhance your aptitude and increase your potential."

Wei Piaomiao waved her hand gently, and the ancient box floated towards Zhao Xueyan.

"Thank you, senior."

Amidst the envious gazes of her many siblings, Zhao Xueyan proudly accepted the Kaishe Dew, her face beaming with joy: "Is this meant to be drunk directly?"

Wei Piaomiao smiled and said, "This elixir is not taken orally, but inserted from behind."

"Know it."

Zhao Xueyan blushed, making her appear even more delicate and pitiful.

"What's so great about opening a small shop?"

With a cold snort, Zhuo Yifan, the patriarch of the Divine Sword Palace, stretched out his hand, and a spirit sword gleaming with a faint green light appeared in his hand. He said, "Green Tea Sword, a ninth-grade spirit sword. Girl, I'm giving it to you as a gift."

With a wave of his hand, the sword transformed into a streak of green light and flew towards Zhao Xueyan.

Everyone present was shocked and filled with envy.

The two patriarchs just casually offered ninth-grade spiritual treasures and artifacts; it's absolutely infuriating! Ninth-grade is the highest level of treasure in this world!

"Jie Jie Jie."

Yin Wuque let out a strange laugh. Beside him, a cloud of black mist rose up, and a humanoid armor with wisps of soul flames appeared. There was no physical body inside; it was an armor supported by a soul.

It is a soul battle puppet!

"This soul puppet was crafted by a Nascent Soul stage expert, Wei Daxun, who is ranked tenth among the top ten experts in the Qingzhou cultivation world."

"Today, I'll give it to the little princess as a gift."

"With this item by your side, you can basically roam freely across the three million li of Qingzhou World." Under his divine sense, the soul battle puppet burning with terrifying soul flames strode towards Zhao Xueyan and then stood behind her.

Everyone was shocked.

The three patriarchs spared no expense in vying for this disciple with the sacred fire spirit root.

Looking at those magical treasures, more than a hundred princes and princesses, and even Emperor Zhao Tianyu, were filled with envy.

Zhao Xueyan was naturally overjoyed to have acquired the three treasures, but she did not immediately choose to become someone's disciple. Instead, she slightly raised her delicate face, with a hint of arrogance, and looked at Li Congxin with her captivating bright eyes.

She was waiting for this most arrogant and conceited patriarch to give her a greeting gift.

This one is the one she has always valued the most.