Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

That night, in the dorm room that the Blue Cloud Pavilion was in, Long Bufan leisurely made a pot of Ma Chou pot for himself. He let Huo Rong and Little White finish their food, then made a new pot of soup for them. He called for Lei Meng, Lin Yan and the other two, as well as Wang Mang who had become his little brother after losing his bet in the Inner Palace Quarterly Competition.    

    

Long Bufan was naturally scolded by Lei Meng and the others because of his disappearance during this period of time. However, when they saw Long Bufan cook such a delicious hot pot dinner, they could not stop smiling.    

    

After eating his fill, Long Bufan took out a pile of high-grade Heaven-ranked spiritual treasures and a bottle of top-quality Ling Shen Dan.    

    

Towards brothers, Long Bufan had never been stingy with his choices. He had asked them to choose a suitable treasure, and each of them was given three nine-curve pill imprints of the highest quality Ling Shen Dan.    

    

's generosity immediately made Lei Yan and the others wail like ghosts and howl like wolves, calling him 'Long live Boss'.    

    

Wang Mang looked down at the Cyan Rainbow Sword in his hand and the three pellets in his hand, his heart was like a dream. He had stayed in the sect for so long, but even if he was promoted to the ranks of the core disciples of the Inner Palace, he had never obtained such a precious and thick resource, nor had he tasted the legendary Ling Shen Dan, let alone the top-grade one.    

    

He raised his head, looked at Long Bufan who was sitting in front of the table with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, and a complicated look in his eyes, there was shock, confusion and even more, gratitude ?    

    

This sort of change in their relationship also made Wang Mang even more confident that following this youth in front of him might be a wise decision, but it would allow his future path in the martial way to be even wider.    

    

"Boss, what kind of dog shit luck have you been walking around these days to obtain so many treasures?!" The candid Lin Yan did not have as many thoughts and formalities as Wang Mang. He directly walked in front of Long Bufan, put his arm around his shoulder and asked with a coy smile.    

    

Long Bufan also teased him: "Right, now that I have given you this dog shit, go back and enjoy."    

    

Hearing that, Lin Yan was startled, and immediately corrected his words with a flattering tone: "Boss, I was wrong, it's not dog shit, it's a treasure!"    

    

"Haha ?"    

    

Seeing Lin Yan being teased by him, Lei Meng, Long Yunfei and the others could not help but burst out in laughter.    

    

Deep into the night, after the gathering ended, Long Bufan was the only one left in the large dormitory. He looked at the mess of food on the table and did not bother to clean up the mess, he directly used Mysterious Devil Art and took out two magic clone s to clean up.    

    

After which, with the scent of alcohol all over his body, he channeled his Yuan Power and forcefully scattered all the alcohol in his body. Only then did his slightly dazed eyes regain their clarity.    

    

Even though it was already late at night, Long Bufan was not the least bit sleepy. He directly sat cross-legged on the ground and planned to make the best use of his time to cultivate.    

    

After all, according to what Ying Yuanzi had said, one must first obtain a placing after winning the sect's preliminaries before being qualified to participate in the Hundred Sects War.    

    

Furthermore, before going to participate in the selection competition, the inner sect hall would host a trial to select a representative for the seed ten days later. Time was of the essence, and even if Long Bufan had an excuse to slack off, he would still have to fight for every second of cultivation so that his cultivation could increase even more.    

    

This was because within the Hundred Sects War, there were geniuses from various sects. Each and every one of them were the most outstanding elite core disciples of their respective sects.    

    

These were especially true for the geniuses of the five great sects. There, the so-called geniuses would be as numerous as the hairs on a cow, and they might even be less valuable than salted fish.    

    

Looking from another point of view, this was a brutal war between geniuses that stepped over the ranks of geniuses!    

    

Furthermore, to emerge from the ranks of the prodigies was extremely difficult. Even the current Long Bufan felt a heavy sense of pressure in his heart.    

    

With a deep sigh in his heart, Long Bufan flipped open his palm lightly and took out the thick book 'A brief explanation of the profound mysteries of the Law' from the storage bag and started to read it carefully ?