Chapter 213: Celestial Ranking Tournament

No?
Qing Yewu didn't expect that Xiao Fan would want to refuse to make offerings, and her expression became unfavorable. She said coldly: "If you don't make offerings, if other third-rate forces want to deal with your First City, don't blame me Youyun Mansion. "
"Don't worry, as long as You Yun Mansion doesn't deal with my first city, the other third-rate forces will come, and I will destroy them as much as possible." Xiao Fanhao said with anger.
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but breathe in cold air, how many third-rate forces came to destroy, even if Youyun Mansion did not have the courage to speak big words, let alone your small place like City One?
"Do you think that with those few formations, you can protect the safety of the first city?" Qing Yewu's voice was frosty, extremely cold.
Everyone's expressions were slightly condensed, and the combination of those formations was indeed infinitely powerful, and even most of the strong men of the Sky Yin Sect were destroyed by Xiao Fan.
But don't forget, it was the result of Tianyin Sect being deceived into the first city. If the Tianyin Sect did not enter the first city, then the formation could not help them at all.
Just as Qing Yewu said, it is impossible to protect the safety of City One with these few formations alone.
"How I want to protect the first city, it seems that it's not your business." Xiao Fan said lightly, "If there is nothing to do, the young girl can go, Xiao will not give it away!"
"You!" Qing Yewu was anxious, why the daughter of the dignified Youyun Mansion Palace Master, if she was driven out by an influential force today, she would lose face in the future.
However, Qing Yewu witnessed the fierceness of City One, and she did not dare to attack here. If Xiao Fan wanted to kill him and set up this formation, she might not be able to escape.
Han Li and the others didn't expect Xiao Fan to provoke Qing Yewu, and couldn't help but gulp their saliva. If City One provokes the enemy of Youyun Mansion, they really don't know what to do.
In fact, Xiao Fan didn't want to provoke Youyun Mansion, but Xiao Fan built the Shura Palace and the First City for freedom, not just for power, so naturally he didn't want to hand in any offerings.
Besides, Youyun Mansion is not strong enough to make him scared, it is a big deal to take the people from the Asura Palace to leave here.
Of course, just running away like this is not Xiao Fan's person, since the establishment of the first city here, I just want the Asura Palace to take root here.
"Han Li, see off the guests!" Xiao Fan flicked his robe and turned and flew towards the Asura Hall.
Han Li's face sank, but he still gritted his teeth and said with a polite: "Fairy Yewu, please!"
Qing Yewu almost stomped her feet, gritted her teeth and said, "Xiao Fan, stop!"
Xiao Fan ignored him at all. He didn't catch a cold to Qing Yewu at all. Why do you want me to stop, I have to stop?
In an instant, Qing Yewu burst into a terrifying aura, and her shadow flashed, and instantly appeared in front of Xiao Fan, blocking his way.
When Han Li and others saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and it was too late to stop them.
However, what surprised them was that Qing Yewu didn't do anything against Xiao Fan, just stopped him from leaving. .
"Anything else to suggest?" Xiao Fan stopped his figure, squinting at Qing Yewu.
"You don't need to pay the offerings." Qing Yewu took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice, with a touch of firmness in her eyes.
What, don’t make an offering?
Han Li and others looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. Is Qing Yewu afraid of Xiao Fan?
It shouldn't be, the power of Youyun Mansion is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Perhaps as long as Qing Yewu's words, a large number of ancient gods will be killed here, and it is not difficult to destroy the first city.
Even Xiao Fan was slightly surprised, but he knew that there must be no free lunch in the world, and he said in a condensed voice, "Say, what do I need to do?"
Xiao Fan knew very well that it was certainly not easy to make Qing Yewu give way.
If even the Ancient God Realm couldn't do it, Xiao Fan would naturally not go to die.
"I want to invite you to participate in the Celestial God Ranking Competition." Qing Yewu took a deep breath and said, her eyes fixed on Xiao Fan, wanting to know Xiao Fan's answer.
Han Li's expression changed when he heard the words of the Celestial Ranking Competition, but Jun Ruohuan's expression condensed slightly, his eyes flickering nonstop.
"What is the Celestial Ranking Tournament?" Xiao Fan looked at Qing Yewu suspiciously.
"Don't you know?" Qing Yewu also looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.
How did Xiao Fan know about the Celestial Ranking Tournament? He just came to this world, but he didn't know it, which didn't mean he really didn't know.
With a movement of his mind, Xiao Fan's mind swept through Fu Sandao's memory, and he immediately understood.
"Now I know." Xiao Fan said.
The Celestial Ranking Tournament is an event held every ten years in the Celestial Martial Territory and the 13 sects of the nine provinces.
The stronger the rankings of the major forces, the more resources they will be able to obtain in the next ten years. Therefore, this is a great event for the nine provinces and 13 schools.
The people who can participate in the Celestial Ranking Tournament are peerless geniuses from various provinces and sects.
Qing Yewu also liked Xiao Fan's strength, so she invited Xiao Fan to participate.
"Got it?" Qing Yewu looked at Xiao Fan weirdly, without saying anything, you knew it.
But when her gaze fell on Han Li, she immediately understood that she obviously thought that Han Li had given Xiao Fan a voice.
"I can participate, but I want to know what's the benefit?" Xiao Fan nodded.
"My son, the Celestial Ranking Tournament is very cruel. Either you live or I die." Han Li quickly said when he saw Xiao Fan want to agree.
If Xiao Fan is dead, he can't live, because he and Xiao Fan signed a master-servant contract.
Xiao Fan glanced at Han Li, as if he was extremely unhappy with his greedy and fearful character. Sometimes, the longer one lives, the more afraid of death.
As for the monk, once he was afraid of death, he would lose that sharp aura, and it was almost impossible to continue breaking through.
Don't look at Han Li as an ancient realm powerhouse now, but Xiao Fan believes that it won't be long before many cultivators in the Asura Hall will dump him all the way!
"Isn't it enough to get rid of the one hundred thousand middle-grade sacred stone of your first city a year?" Qing Yewu wrinkled her eyebrows together, she didn't want Xiao Fan Lion to speak loudly.
"If I win the top three names for Youyun Mansion, wouldn't the good benefits of Youyun Mansion be worth 100,000 middle-grade sacred stones every year?" Xiao Fan asked back.
"The first three, you really dare to think!" Qing Yewu was also startled by Xiao Fan in her heart.
It's no wonder that she didn't believe that for so many years, Youyun Mansion had never captured the top three, and almost always hovered in the last few.
Of course, if you can compete for the top three, the resources and benefits that Youyun Mansion will obtain are unimaginable, not to mention one hundred thousand middle-grade sacred stones a year, which is one million, it is also worth it.
Han Li also looked at Xiao Fan in amazement, even Jun Ruohuan was a little moved. The Tianwu realm was vast and there were countless geniuses in the 13 sects of the Nine Houses. Wanting to get the top three would be tantamount to a fantasy.
"If you can get the top three, City One will never have to pay for it." Qing Yewu thought for a while.
"It's okay for you to deceive a three-year-old child. If I can win the Celestial God Ranking Tournament, where the Tianwu Realm is so big, where can I not have a foothold in the first city?" Xiao Fan smiled and shook his head.
Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Qing Yewu immediately blushed. If Xiao Fan can really get the top three, then the other eight palaces and thirteen sects will definitely invite Xiao Fan, then this condition is really just a joke. "Then what do you want?" Taking a deep breath, Qing Yewu bit her thin lip.