"Ancestor, am I so annoying?"

Ling Zhiwei's mentality exploded.

"Young friend Ye Feng has a bright future. If you follow him, you can carry forward our Space Saint Peng family!"

Yukong laughed loudly.

Ling Zhiwei rolled her eyes, tapped her eyebrows with her fingers, took out a drop of soul blood, caught it with her fingertips, and handed it to Ye Feng.

"I need a drop of your soul blood!"

Ling Zhiwei said coldly.

"no problem!"

Ye Feng nodded.

He reached out and touched his eyebrows, taking out a drop of soul blood.

After a while.

The two people's index fingers touched in mid-air, merging the two drops of soul blood and dividing them equally into two forces, which were submerged into Ye Feng and Ling Zhiwei's bodies respectively.

From then on, the oath ended.

Both parties have entered into an equal contractual relationship.

"Okay, you go now!"

Yukong flapped his wings and blew Ye Feng, Space Saint Peng Ling Zhiwei, and Ancient Spirit Immortal Master away.

After ten breaths.

When the three of them reacted, they realized that they were far away from the Holy Island of Space and appeared in the desolate area of ​​the dark dimension.

"Ancestor actually kicked me out. I'm so angry! Am I so annoying?"

Ling Zhiwei kept grinding her teeth.

She was actually disliked by her ancestor!

Ye Feng was also confused.

Yukong actually kicked them out without even saying "goodbye". He was really reckless.

…

Space Holy Island.

Nine holy peak space saints surrounded Yukong and couldn't help but ask:

"Ancestor, why did you send eldest sister away? She is the genius among us who has the greatest potential to advance to what you call the 'Hundred Tribulations Realm'!"

Yukong snorted and said:

"It is precisely because she has the potential to become a Hundred Tribulation Realm that I sent her out to hang out with little friend Ye Feng, so that she is more likely to enter the Hundred Tribulations Realm. If she continues to stay here, she will only be blindly arrogant and waste her talents.

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"I see!"

Many space holy rocs nodded.

…

In the dark dimension.

"Master, what are we going to do next? Is it to go directly to the chief helm of the First Divine Sect?"

Ancient Spirit Immortal asked.

"No rush! I'll take Ling Zhiwei into our Piaomiao Sect's Spirit Beast Pavilion first."

Ye Feng shook his head and looked at Ling Zhiwei.

After bringing Ling Zhiwei into the Piaomiao Sect, it can increase his physical strength equivalent to that of a peak saint, which will greatly increase his future battles.

"What? You want to take me into the Spirit Beast Pavilion? Are you crazy? How do I look like a spirit beast?"

Ling Zhiwei was immediately furious.

She, an aloof beauty, at the pinnacle level of the Holy Saint, was going to be admitted to the Spiritual Beast Pavilion?

Where is the law of heaven!

The more Ling Zhiwei thought about it, the angrier she became.
Chapter completed!