Don’t even think about being able to attain the holy throne.”

"Saint Yiting, are you threatening me?" Tianyang looked at Wu Yiting displeased. He liked this feeling of being threatened.

"So what if I threaten you? Don't you need Empress Pingxin's protection? Moreover, if it weren't for Empress Pingxin's repeated help, how could you be where you are today? Is it possible that now that you have found the Three Emperors of the Human Race as a big backer, you want to abandon us?

Wu Clan?" Wu Yiting stared at Tianyang angrily.

"Yiting, okay, stop talking. Tianyang is definitely not who you say he is. I think he made such a request for my own good."

"Aunt Ziling, please stop helping him. He has been unwilling to ask you for a long time, let alone let you continue his bloodline. This person is simply a white-eyed wolf."

"Okay, even if I'm wrong, I won't mention it anymore." Tianyang looked at Wu Yiting depressedly. He had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"It's best if you know you're wrong, so now you can tell me how to deal with the fate of our Wu clan?" Wu Yiting looked aggressive.

"Since we want to leave a bloodline in the Wu clan, how about sharing 10% of the acquired destiny?" Tianyang gritted his teeth. In this way, even if he achieves the acquired path, his destiny may not be much deeper than that of other saints.

"Would this be too much?" Zi Ling looked at Tianyang with some worry. The human race was divided into 10% of the acquired destiny, and the Wu clan was divided into 10% of the acquired destiny. After Tianyang achieved the acquired path, he only occupied 30% of the acquired destiny.

Weather luck. In this way, if the weather luck is added after only 10%, it will be difficult for Tianyang to achieve the achievements of Taozu.

"Aunt Ziling, how can you get more luck if you are lucky? This is what our witch clan deserves. As for him, I can't control him."

"Yiting, how could you do this? We, the Witch Clan, don't need to be so lucky after 10%."

"Zi Ling, thank you for your concern, but this is what your witch clan deserves. If you can achieve enlightenment, your luck will not matter after 10%. I am only worried that in the end, all the mirrors will be in vain. In that case, not only will I be ruined, but you witches will also be dead."

The clan will also suffer misfortune."

"If this is really the case, it is also the fate of our witch clan. No one will blame you. You just have to do your best."

"Zi Ling, you are really considerate. It is my blessing that Tianyang can get you. I will cherish you."

"Holy Lord." Fuxi interrupted Tianyang and Ziling Priestess, who were loving each other at this moment. He didn't want to watch anymore.

"Oh, Holy Emperor Fuxi, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I ignored you for a while." Tianyang looked at Fuxi apologetically.

"It doesn't matter, I just want to ask again, in addition to Empress Pingxin of the Wu Clan, how many masters can the Holy Lord invite?"

"In terms of semi-saints, there are currently Empress Pingxin, the Three Confucian Sages Confucius, Mengxun, Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Wushan Mica, Blood Mosquito Ancestor, and the three emperors of your human race. In addition, my disciple Sun Wukong is now also

Stepping into the realm of three corpses, as long as he has this Luo Shu, I believe he will soon be able to open up his own small world and step into the realm of semi-saints in one fell swoop. If so, the semi-saints on our side will at least have

11th place.”

"Eleven Half-Saints are still not enough." Fuxi looked at the sky. If the Six Saints stopped it together, the eleven Half-Saints would not have much chance of winning. What's more, the Six Saints might not invite other Half-Saints.
Chapter completed!