Although Zhang Junpu almost knelt down and called his father, Su Fan still didn't agree to go with him.
In fact, this guy's strength is not bad, but he just doesn't care much. He follows Qiu Diaoquan around every day and never gets into trouble.
How can this continue? If he doesn't lead the team alone a few times, he will never grow up.
Zhang Junpu went to the foreign battlefield with deep resentment, Xu Miaolan also went with him, and their family also sent some people to join their team.
Su Fan was not worried about the safety of the two of them at all. The fact that both of them survived in such a dangerous situation in Yunze Realm last time showed that both of them had cards to save their lives.
After sending Zhang Junpu away, Su Fan returned to a peaceful life in the next few months.
The ten years in the Chunjun Demon Sect were also the most peaceful ones since traveling to this world of cultivation.
Except for a trip to Dahuangtian on the way, I almost never left the mountain gate.
Moreover, he usually lives in a simple way, staying in the cave or the Tibetan Dharma Hall to practice hard, and lives a leisurely and contented life.
But he also knew that these days were coming to an end.
After all, when he first started, the Demon Lord once told Su Fan that he would complete a sect mission in ten years.
If nothing happens, he should be sent to the big battlefield to serve for five years.
That morning, Su Fan was drinking tea in the monastery of the Tibetan Dharma Hall when he suddenly received a message from the Ministry of Internal Affairs saying that Lord Jia Luo had summoned him.
After receiving the news, he immediately frowned.
The ten-year period has not yet come, so should he be allowed to perform sect tasks now?
Su Fan came to the Zongfu Hall of "Moyun Peak", and under the guidance of the disciples on duty, he came to a monastery.
"Disciple Su Fan, pay homage to Demon Lord Jia Luo..."
"come in……"
When Su Fan heard the sound, he quickly opened the door and walked in. He saw Lord Jia Luo sitting cross-legged.
Seeing him coming, Lao Mo nodded to him.
"sit down……"
Su Fan saluted Lord Jia Luo and then sat down cross-legged.
"It's been almost ten years since you started..."
Su Fan thought for a moment and said: "Demon Lord Qi, it will be ten years in just over one year..."
Demon Lord Jialuo chuckled and said: "You boy, since you joined the sect, except for one trip to the wilderness, you have never left the mountain gate. This is not good..."
"What the Demon Lord teaches is that the disciples are afraid..."
After hearing what Su Fan said, Lord Jialuo also knew that this boy had a good idea and stopped following him.
"You also promised me that you would complete a sect mission in ten years. I called you here to say hello..."
When he said this, he looked at Su Fan with a smile.
"Do you know the century-old fighting arena in the Blue Sky Star Territory..."
After hearing what Lord Jialuo said, Su Fan was immediately confused.
What the hell...
Could it be that the Chunjun Demon Sect wanted him to participate in the space-time battle arena held once in a hundred years in the Blue Sky Star Territory?
Are you kidding me? Can I go to that place?
Besides, he's not qualified enough. Only the top ten disciples on the sect's record list can participate.
"Demon Lord Qi, this disciple has heard about the century-old space-time arena in the Blue Sky Star Territory. Only the top ten disciples on the sect's record list are eligible to participate..."
After listening to Su Fan's words, Lord Jia Luo pointed at him with a smile.
"You kid, please stop pretending to be confused. You will be counted as one this time. This is also the unanimous opinion of the sect's several demon kings..."
Su Fan immediately became anxious. Why?
"I would like to report to the Demon Lord that my disciple's strength is low. If he goes there, he may bring shame to the sect. I also ask the Demon Lord to take back his life..."
Lord Jialuo almost got angry when he heard this. Don't I know what your strength is?
"This time, I am making an exception to allow you to participate in the century-old space-time arena in the Blue Sky Star Territory. This was carefully considered by the sect's several demon kings. This is a sect mission, and you must accept it..."
Damn it, no wonder the Chunjun Demon Sect called him to join the ranks, and Hezhu wanted to be their thug.
Chunjun Demon Sect is too bullying.
Demon Lord Jialuo glanced at him and said with a smile: "From today on, you are an elite disciple of my Chunjun Demon Sect..."
It’s been almost ten years since I started, why are you guys here so early?
Now that you want me to work hard for you, I am promoting myself as an elite disciple. Isn't it to save the welfare for the past eight or nine years?
"I have already made arrangements. You can go to the main hall to complete the formalities later..."
Seeing the resentment on Su Fan's face, Lord Jialuo quickly comforted him, then took out a jade slip and handed it to him.
"All disciples who participate in this space-time arena will receive some additional benefits from the sect. You can go back and see for yourself..."
After he finished speaking, he thought for a moment and said: "After participating in this time and space arena, I will not assign any sect tasks to you in the next thirty years..."
Lord Garo knows that this kid is very lazy. He has been in the industry for almost ten years and has barely moved his butt.
In order to win over this kid, of course he had to give him some sweeteners, or with this kid's character, he would definitely be able to fish in the space-time arena.
In fact, he thought too much. No matter what benefits Chunjun Demon Sect promised Su Fan, he would not work hard in the Space-Time Arena.
Su Fan took the jade slip, stood up from the ground, bowed respectfully, then turned and left the monastery.
Glancing at his back, Demon Lord Jia Luo chuckled, and then took out the communication array.
"Senior brother, I just summoned that boy..."
"Haha...how did he react..."
Demon Lord Jia Luo sighed and said: "It's not good, I have some resistance..."
"It's okay. Legend has it that this kid is greedy for money. I will reward him with something in the name of the sect in a few days..."
"We might as well reward him with something more. This time, the Hundred Years Time and Space Arena is pointing at this boy..."
"Sigh... I'm not asking for any breakthrough, as long as it's not as embarrassing as the previous two battles..."
Lord Garo chatted for a few words before cutting off the communication array.
When the sect summoned this boy to join him, the reason why he was not directly promoted to an elite disciple was because he did not want to expose Su Fan, a great killer.
At that time, Su Fan killed the Super Insect King in the Yunze Realm, causing a stir in Kunxu and attracting the attention of many people.
Now that almost ten years have passed, it's time to use him.
There is no way, Chunjun Demon Sect has not produced a few decent elite disciples in recent years.
In the previous two times in the century-old space-time arena in the Blue Sky Star Territory, all the sects came back defeated, and almost all of the elite disciples sent out were defeated.
Compared with other super sects in Kunxutian, it can be said that they have lost face.
No matter what, I can only count on this kid this time, and I don't ask for anything else, just save some face.
Su Fan came to the sect hall outside, feeling unhappy.
That was a century-old space-time arena in the Blue Sky Star Region. It must be filled with elites from all planes, so the dangers can be imagined.
If that doesn't work, it's better to run away.
But after thinking about it, he felt that this idea was quite nonsense. Could it be that the demon kings of Chunjun Demon Sect were just decorations.
When Su Fan came to the counter of the sect hall, a foundation-building disciple saw him coming and quickly stood up and saluted respectfully.
"Uncle Master, is there anything I can help you with..."
Su Fan didn't say anything, but took out his identity jade talisman and handed it to the other party.
The foundation-building disciple on duty was stunned for a moment, and quickly took the identity jade talisman and scanned it on the miniature array plate next to it, and a light curtain popped up.
Seeing the information on the light screen, the other party was stunned.
Who is this person? He was directly promoted from an inner disciple to an elite disciple.
In order to become an elite disciple, people from the inner sect fought so hard that they almost broke their heads, and there were even hundreds of people competing for a spot.
But this man was lucky enough to be promoted directly.
He glanced at Su Fan again. He had seen almost all the Jindan masters in the door, but this uncle was very strange to him.
Looking at the screen again, he became even more confused, because Su Fan had not been in the industry for ten years.
This is a little weird.
After more than a hundred years of practice, this was the first time he encountered such a strange thing.
Su Fan was unhappy to begin with. After waiting for a long time, the other party didn't do anything for him. He became a little impatient.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem..."
The foundation building disciple on duty heard this and said quickly: "No, no, no, uncle, wait a moment, I will handle it for you right away..."
After saying that, he started to go through the procedures for Su Fan. The procedures for handling elite disciples were extremely complicated. Fortunately, Lord Jialuo had already greeted him in advance, so it only took less than an hour to complete.
Su Fan not only changed his identity jade talisman, but also left his soul lamp in the sect.
The foundation-building disciple on duty stood up respectfully and presented the new identity jade talisman with both hands.
"Uncle, I have already taken care of it for you..."
Su Fan took the identity jade talisman and hung it on his waist. He turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the disciple on duty who handed him a Nai Ring.
"Uncle, wait a moment, here are ten years of benefits for elite disciples. The sect has already made up for it for you..."
Su Fan was stunned for a moment and took the ring.
His eyes narrowed, and he scanned the Najie with his spiritual consciousness and found that it was filled with various cultivation materials.
That's pretty much it.
Su Fan nodded to the disciple on duty, turned and left the sect hall.
"Uncle, walk slowly..."
He didn't sit down until Su Fan's figure disappeared.
Several disciples on duty nearby had long noticed that his expression was a little strange, and they all came over to ask.
After listening to his narration, several disciples on duty were also stunned.
"I know who he is. Isn't this real person the one who has been in the Tibetan Dharma Hall..."
"You mean that 'Master Wuwei', it's impossible..."
"That's him. I have a clan sister who is on duty at the Tibetan Dharma Hall. When I went to find him, I saw this real person..."
"It is said that this 'Master Wuwei' is a descendant of a certain Demon Lord in the sect. It seems that the rumors are true..."
Su Fan walked out of the sect hall, raised his head and glanced at the sky.
I saw that the sky was densely covered with lead clouds, and the dark clouds kept falling, as if it was covered with a layer of haze, which made people feel unhappy.
His mood was similar to that at this moment, very bad.
Su Fan sighed and just went. He couldn't run away anyway.
The worst case scenario is that once you get there, you'll just find a place to hide where no one is and live quietly for a few months.
Su Fan returned to the monastery of the Zangfa Hall and sat cross-legged on the futon. He had just taken out the small red clay stove and tea set and wanted to make a pot of spiritual tea for himself.
At this time, the door outside opened, and Chu Han ran in happily.
As soon as the little girl came in, she paid homage and said excitedly: "Congratulations, Master, for becoming an elite disciple of the sect..."
Su Fan was dumbfounded. He had just finished the formalities, how could this girl know about it?
No, he asked clearly what was going on.
"Wait a minute...how did you know that I became an elite disciple..."
Chu Han walked up with a smile, took the small red clay stove and tea set from Su Fan's hands, and helped him make a pot of spiritual tea.
"You just came out of the sect's main hall, and this matter has already spread throughout the sect..."
What the hell...
Su Fan sighed secretly. It seemed that he still underestimated the importance of elite disciples in everyone's minds.
But for Su Fan, he would rather not be this elite disciple.
Isn't it delicious to stay in the cave every day and practice hard, and fish in the Tibetan Dharma Hall for a few days every month?
It seems that I can't stay here any longer. Someone might come to my door soon, and there will be no peace of mind.
Thinking of this, Su Fan glanced at Chu Han.
"Go and file a leave for me with Master Shouping. Just say that I have something to do and I have to go out for a few days..."
After he finished speaking, he stood up from the ground and hurried out.
Chu Han was stunned. What happened to this man?
When others become elite disciples, they hold a grand banquet and receive congratulations from all sides.
It was a good thing for this man, he just ran away.
Could it be that becoming an elite disciple of a sect is something shameful?
"Ma'am... just wait for me..."
Chu Han chased him out, but Su Fan was nowhere to be seen.
Su Fan didn't even return to the cave. He flew to Yewu Immortal City with his magical weapon, and directly took the long-distance teleportation array to Tianyou Immortal City.
As he expected, not long after he took his first step, someone came to the door.
Anyway, in the next few days, the number of disciples who came to the Zangfa Hall ranged from a thousand to eight hundred, including the children of various families, or the elders of various halls, anyway, there were everyone.
Even Su Fan's cave has not stopped, and people come to visit him every day.
As soon as Su Fan came out of the teleportation formation, the communication array around his waist vibrated slightly.
He picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was a message from that guy Zhang Junpu.
Su Fan activated the array disk, and a shadow of this guy popped up instantly.
"Brother, you can do it. You can become an elite disciple of the sect so quickly..."
It's okay, I don't care about elite disciples.
"If you fart, hurry up, what's the ink mark on..."
"I have returned to Kunxu Tian. I will return to the sect in the next two days. Then I will set up a few tables for you and help you introduce some senior brothers in the sect..."
What a crap introduction, and setting up a few tables, I’m not in the mood.
"No, I'm not in the sect now. Let's talk about it after a while..."
"You said that as a person, your status is no longer the same as before. It's time to manage your own connections within the sect..."
Su Fan knew that Zhang Junpu was doing it for his own good, but it was a pity that he didn't care about it at all.
If there is a better place one day, he will just slap his butt and leave without any hesitation. He is even more irresponsible than a scumbag.
"Brother, you should know me well and what kind of person I am, so you should stop teasing me..."
"Brother, even if I don't get involved, you will still be disturbed by other disciples in the sect..."
If I can't afford to offend them, I can't afford to hide.
Anyway, he was not planning to return to the sect in the past few months, so he simply rented a cave in Tianyou Immortal City to live incognito.
"I have left the sect and will not return to the sect in a short time..."
"You guy, what do you want me to say about you? I'll go find you in a few days and let us two have a good drink..."
Su Fan cut off the communication array. Just as he was about to put it away, he found that the array was vibrating again.
This time it was a message from Qiu Diaoquan. He sighed and had no choice but to activate the array.
"Junior brother, congratulations..."
"Thank you, senior brother..."
"Where are you? I will arrange a game in Yewuxian City tonight to celebrate you..."
"Senior brother, what a coincidence, I just left the sect..."
"You left the sect..."
"Junior brother, my natal magic weapon has not yet been found. Why don't you go out and look for the materials..."
"Okay, contact me when you return to the sect..."
Next, Xu Miaolan's message also arrived.
This little shit has spread to other sects.
"congratulations……"
"Same joy, same joy..."
"I'm going to Chunjun Demon Sect tomorrow, so you can't be away..."
This bitch knows how to seduce me, it's so annoying.
"Senior sister, I just left the sect..."
"Haha...I knew it..."
If you know it and still ask, it will make people unable to get up or down.
"Just wait a few days. I'll go to the Heart Demon Temple to find you..."
"Ah... If you really come here, I... I might not be in the sect..."
This time I knew I was scared, so why did I come so early?
Just hook up with me if you have nothing to do. If you don't come, I can come to your door and look for you.
"It's okay, I can wait for you at your sect..."
"You...don't come, I'll go find you..."
"Don't worry about it. I'll contact you when you get to the Temple of the Inner Demon..."
After Su Fan finished speaking, he cut off the communication array and smiled.
At this time, someone else sent a message about the summons, this time it was senior brother Dao Ling.
Anyway, Su Fan's communication array was not idle next, and even several old guys from the Tibetan Dharma Hall who fished with him expressed their congratulations to him.
For more than an hour, Su Fan was stunned and did not leave the square outside the teleportation formation.
Anyway, regardless of whether they are known to each other or not, as long as there is a mark of the other party on the communication array plate, a message will be sent to them all.
It wasn't until evening that Su Fan finally calmed down.
He found a deserted place, changed his appearance and aura, then rented a remote cave outside the city and lived there directly.
A few days later, Zhang Junpu came to the door.
Except for this guy, he told no one about Su Fan hiding in Tianyou Immortal City.
Although Zhang Junpu is also a member of the family, he is definitely an outlier among the family members in the sect. Su Fan is the only one in the entire Chunjun Demon Sect who has handed over to him.
In a quiet valley, Su Fan and Zhang Junpu were sitting at the table.
There were several side dishes on the table, and the two of them had been drinking for half the afternoon while changing glasses.
Zhang Junpu was so drunk that he could no longer hold his tongue straight.
"Come on...brother, do it again..."
Su Fan picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, then raised his head and drank.
"Drink slowly, you have such a bad ability to drink, and you still want to compete with me..."
"Go to the sect and ask, who can I be afraid of with this drinking capacity, that is, you, you are like a monster, who can drink better than you..."
Su Fan poured another glass for Zhang Junpu and then looked at him.
"Two days ago, Lord Jialuo summoned me and asked me to participate in the century-old space-time arena in the Blue Sky Star Region..."
"What the hell..."
Zhang Junpu was stunned after hearing Su Fan's words, and was half awake from the alcohol.
"You promised..."
Nonsense, I also want to agree or not, but that is something he can decide.
These old demons from the Chunjun Demon Sect may have recruited him for this reason.
Seeing Su Fan nodding, Zhang Junpu sighed.
"When you go there, you must be careful..."
Having said this, he laughed at himself again.
"Anyway, with your strength, it will be fine when you get there. There will definitely be no problem if you come back with all your beards and tails..."
Su Fan perked up immediately after hearing this. There was obviously something in this guy's words.
"Listen to what you mean, the century-old space-time arena in the Blue Sky Star Territory is quite dangerous..."
Zhang Junpu took a sip of wine, and then said: "I also heard from the elders in the family that only three of the disciples who were taken away by the sect in the first two times came back alive, and their results were also very poor..."
Su Fan nodded, but he didn't take it seriously.
He didn't know the super sects of Kunxu Tiandi. At least in his eyes, none of the disciples under Yuanying of Chunjun Demon Sect could beat them.
He's really not crazy, he does have the strength.
"Is it so miserable? The strength of the Chunjun Demon Sect is not comparable to the super sect of Kunxutian..."
Zhang Junpu smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, the overall strength of the sect, ranking in the middle is no problem, but in the past hundred years, there have been few outstanding disciples in the sect..."
Su Fan understood that the overall strength of Chunjun Demon Sect was average in Kunxutian, but what it lacked was top-notch disciples.
No wonder, someone like Qiu Diaoquan can be ranked in the top ten of the sect's record list.
"Which side is stronger, the Demon Sect or the Immortal Sect in Kunxu Heaven..."
"There are few disciples of the Immortal Sect who are top-notch, but their overall strength is the strongest. There are many disciples of the Sword Sect who are top-notch, but they are alone. As for the disciples of the Demon Sect, they will not suffer any loss against anyone alone..."
After listening to Zhang Junpu's words, Su Fan knew better.
"When it comes to the space-time battlefield, human monks won't fight among themselves..."
Zhang Junpu smiled bitterly and said: "There is still internal fighting... Do you know how ferocious the high-level races of the demons are? There is also the golden race of the Zerg, none of them are easy to mess with..."
I go……
Are the Demons and Zerg so fierce?
"Then our Kunxu Heavenly strength is in the Blue Sky Star Region, how about..."
Zhang Junpu shook his head and said: "Just make do with it, it's just below average..."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then wiped his mouth.
"Every time there is a hundred-year-old space-time battlefield in the Blue Sky Star Territory, the demons and the bugs are fighting to the death. Only the human monks are very united. But even so, the human monks who participate in the battlefield have to pay 50-60% every time. …”
(End of chapter)
