Dragon Sovereign

A whistling sound could be heard as everyone looked up. When their gazes landed on a white-haired elder, they all revealed strange expressions. They all felt the same way. Although they knew the result, they were still a bit nervous.    

    

After the white-haired old man landed, his gaze swept across the entire audience. Finally, he took a deep breath and said slowly, "I don't have much more to say, the performance score has been fully calculated, and I won't announce the actual data. In short, the person in first place is a very outstanding existence, and this person is number 34, Feng Ling."    

    

With this simple sentence, everyone present sucked in a deep breath, four words simultaneously appearing in their hearts. So it was true.    

    

Alright, let me introduce Feng Ling's identity. First of all, he is the disciple of the previous generation's head, Ji Gate. In terms of talent, he has the right to be the direct descendant of Ji Gate, and regarding this, the Elders Guild has also fully agreed to this matter. Moreover, he came to Ji Gate and took back the Ji Gate's most important medallion. To be frank, the white-haired old man was still explaining things to those who didn't understand and didn't understand.    

    

Because Ji Men was a united sect, he did not wish for the people below to oppose Zhang Fan's actions. Ji Men absolutely would not allow such a thing.    

    

Everyone present nodded their heads at the same time. They naturally noticed what the old man said, so they did not say anything.    

    

The old man looked around and continued: "In addition, last night I talked to the elders of the sect and decided to hold the Sect Master's inheritance ceremony in three days. At that time, we will invite the powers in the city and the elders will be responsible for arranging these three days." If he was led by such a Sect Leader, perhaps the Ji Clan would be able to completely develop, and the name of a second-rate power would be completely abolished in three days, and the first power to challenge the Feng Clan would be a first-rate power with a lot of resources in the city.    

    

"Alright, in the future, all disciples of Ji Sect will have to work hard, and Feng Ling is your role model." At this time, the white-haired old man did not mention his goal, but if they were to talk about a goal, then that was too far away.    

    

As the white-haired old man's voice fell, everyone nodded their heads, looking at Zhang Fan at the same time. At this moment, Zhang Fan had also temporarily become the focus of the entire plaza.    

    

"Okay, that's it. Everyone disperse," the white-haired old man said. He paused for a moment, then raised his head and looked in Zhang Fan's direction.    

    

He naturally understood what the white-haired old man meant at this moment. Perhaps it was because the white-haired old man had something to discuss with him, so he didn't say anything, and when everyone left, he chose to stay behind. Of course, the three girls accompanying him, Feng Batian and the others, because of the white-haired old man's earlier signal, they had all seen it.    

    

After everyone had left, the white-haired old man walked directly in front of the group. He looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Sect Leader, please follow me to the inner hall. The sect elders are also waiting there."    

    

Zhang Fan's eyes revealed a strange expression. He didn't expect the white-haired old man to change his mind at this moment. He nodded his head slightly and a smile appeared on his face.    

    

"Let's go." The white-haired old man nodded slightly and took the lead.    

    

At this time, a few people sat down as well. At this moment, the white-haired old man spoke up, "Sect leader, we called you here to discuss something with you."    

    

"What is it?" Zhang Fan asked, puzzled.    

    

"Are the forces invited this time still inviting the Feng Clan?" The white-haired old man directly asked at this time.    

    

"According to the normal procedure, should we invite him or not?" Zhang Fan didn't rush to answer, but asked a question instead.    

    

"Invitation?" The white-haired old man nodded.    

    

"Then let's just invite him!" Zhang Fan's gaze flickered and a smile appeared on his face. He would just treat this as declaring war on Feng Lie Xing.    

    

The white-haired old man gave Zhang Fan a long and hard look. Zhang Fan was indeed very bold. If this were to happen to another person, they would probably choose not to invite him.    

    

"Then does the Sect Leader choose to change his sect's name on the day of succession or after that?" The white-haired old man continued to ask.    

    

"Since we have invited the Feng Clan, of course we will announce that we will do well on the same day," Zhang Fan said with a smile.    

    

All of the elders present nodded their heads once more.    

    

And at this moment, Zhang Fan thought of something and said with a puzzled expression, "Oh right, I would like to ask if there is any member of the Xuanwu tribe on the invitation list."    

    

"Of course there is." The white-haired old man nodded his head.    

    

"Is that so?" A peculiar glint appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes when he heard this. An elegant figure appeared in his mind once more. He took a deep breath and said, "Let me know about the Xuanwu clan."    

    

"Sovereign, are you going over personally?" The white-haired old man couldn't help but ask.    

    

"Yes, I'll go over myself." Zhang Fan nodded with a smile. With a slightly peculiar expression, he said, "Perhaps the Xuanwu clan will be a helper of our Ji Clan."    

    

In fact, given how close the Xuanwu clan was to the Feng Clan, it was reasonable to say that the white-haired old man would not help Ji Clan in the opposite direction. However, the white-haired old man saw the extreme confidence on Zhang Fan's face, and his expression once again revealed a little surprise. He nodded and said, "Then when does Sect Master plan to set off?"    

    

"Today?" Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment, but then directly said.    

    

After the old man heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "From Ji Clan to the Xuanwu clan, if one is fast, it will take at least a day and a half. The sect leader can just return the day before yesterday."    

    

"Yes, I understand." Zhang Fan nodded his head lightly, and a smile appeared on his face once again. His heart was a little restless. He had not seen Qing Ya for so long, so why would the little magical beast that accompanied him on his adventures recognize him?    

    

The white-haired old man nodded his head. At this moment, Zhang Fan, Feng Batian, and the others also stood up. During this time, Feng Batian and Donggong Tianhao didn't say anything either, naturally agreeing with Zhang Fan's previous decision.    

    

"Okay." Zhang Fan also stood up at this moment, bringing the three girls, Feng Batian, and the others with him.    

    

Upon arriving outside, Ouyang Xian'er's gaze shifted to Zhang Fan and asked, "Young Master, do you want to go to the Xuanwu tribe personally?"    

    

"Mhm." Zhang Fan lightly nodded. Without waiting for Ouyang Xian`er, Wang Yao, and Qiu Ruohan to speak, he directly said, "This time, I'll go directly."    

    

The three girls could only nod their heads after hearing this. At this time, Feng Batian spoke: "Ling'er, you will pass by the Feng Clan on your way here. You should be careful."    

    

"Don't worry, they might not know me." Zhang Fan revealed a smile on his face. He looked extremely relaxed, then narrowed his eyes. "Even if they do, so what if I do know them? I'm still a soft persimmon that they used to bully." As soon as he said that, the scene of being chased by the Feng family surfaced in Zhang Fan's mind. He took a deep breath, and his purple eyes became slightly cold.    

    

When Feng Ba Tian heard Zhang Fan's words, he smiled and nodded his head. Zhang Fan's words were indeed reasonable. The current Zhang Fan was no longer the Zhang Fan of the past.    

    

Because of this temporary decision, Zhang Fan was escorted directly to the entrance of Ji Gate. When he arrived at the edge of the mountain peak, his eyes lit up, and he turned around to look at the other three girls, "I'll be back in four days." He said after looking at them, "You three take good care of yourselves for the next few days."    

    

"En, Big Brother Zhang, be careful then," Wang Yao said. Ouyang Xian`er and Qiu Ruo Ha also nodded their heads in agreement.    

    

"Don't worry," Zhang Fan repeated the words he had just spoken. It was at this point that he decided on the direction he wanted to go. He looked at the others for a moment before speeding off into the distance.    

    

After Zhang Fan's figure disappeared, the few of them walked back into Ji Gate.    

    

As for Zhang Fan, who had been speeding away, his speed had now been raised to the limit, and his illusionary figure was basically not something that could be seen with the naked eye. According to Zhang Fan's calculations, if he rushed over to the Xuanwu tribe at this moment, he would have more chances to get along with the elegance.    

    

Their speed was extremely fast, but their energy supplies were extremely abundant. After all, they were all Saint Rulers.    

    

A day had passed, and Zhang Fan had temporarily been resting against a tree. At this time, he couldn't help but look at his bosom, and the deepest memory in his mind was once again sketched out. His heart trembled, and his eyes blurred; he remembered that when he left the Xuanwu tribe, Qingya had not awakened.    

    

At this time, he was not far from the Feng Clan, around two hours. At this time, he also wanted to visit the Feng Clan, but in the end, he gave up on this idea.