The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

"With the addition of four God Realm paragons at the mid-stage, is it enough?"

Regarding the teasing response from the Heavenly Dao Child, Qi Lian the Demi Immortal was indifferent.

Indeed.

Putting himself in the other’s shoes.

If he were in the position of the Heavenly Dao Child,

would he selflessly act as a helpful hand?

Impossible!

The Martial World is forever a marketplace for transactions!

There is never a free meal in this world!

And to a Heavenly Dao Child, who looks down upon all beings, his own worth as a half-functioning mid-Gang Realm cultivator served little purpose and was not worth the effort to bring under control.

Thus, when such a situation presented itself.

He directly sold out the Four Elders!

Though, it wouldn’t be accurate to say ’sold’, after all, the lives of the Four Elders were his.

He knew that as long as he spoke, the Four Elders would never say no to him!

Besides, having the opportunity to follow the Heavenly Dao Child was an extraordinary chance for creation!

The Four Elders had no reason to refuse!

"Can you speak for those old men?"

Qi Lian the Demi Immortal’s reaction was entirely within his expectations. Overlooking him with a gaze filled with arrogant disdain, Li Tiandao with a secretive smile said.

Not surprised that the Heavenly Dao Child knew he referred to the Four Elders, Qi Lian the Demi Immortal trembled and answered without a thought, "Yes!"

"Tsk tsk, four God Realm paragons at the mid-stage along with you, this almost suffices! I’ll give you three days to think about it. After three days, meet me here, and give me your answer!"

After speaking.

Li Tiandao turned and took a step.

He did not reveal his intentions now.

Three days later.

When those four old men make their appearance one after another.

If he didn’t get the result he wanted, there was no doubt he wouldn’t mind exterminating them all at once!

Then initiate a blood purge of the entire Martial Arts World, to draw out the existence that destroyed his Heavenly Dao Institute.

"Yes, Qi Lian the Demi Immortal respectfully sees off the Heavenly Dao Child!"

Recognizing the footsteps by sound.

As Li Tiandao stepped away,

Qi Lian the Demi Immortal quickly shifted to a kneeling position on one knee, shouting towards his retreating silhouette.

Without responding to this respectful farewell.

Li Tiandao’s carefree figure gradually vanished into the night.

Time flowed by for an hour.

Yet Qi Lian the Demi Immortal remained kneeling on the ground, seemingly having forgotten to rise.

The overwhelming excitement inside him surged unstoppably.

He had waited decades to see the light again!

The frigid wind howled fiercely in his ears.

As his thin clothing was blown up,

a long-forgotten chill seeped through his body from a hundred years ago.

Only then did Qi Lian the Demi Immortal suppress the frantic excitement in his heart and slowly stood up.

He pulled a piece of Yellow Paper from his bosom.

Influenced by the excitement in his heart, he trembled as he brought his finger to his lips, biting down on the fingertip!

Sizzle-

Fresh blood emerged.

He skillfully used his fingertip to draw an obscure and mysterious rune on the Yellow Paper with his own Essence Blood!

When the final stroke descended, the blood stopped flowing from his fingertip.

As the Talisman formed, he quickly slapped the Yellow Talisman into his palm.

Then quickly murmured in a solemn and focused manner.

In a moment,

a red light bizarrely emanated from the Yellow Talisman in his palm!

Sensing the change in the Yellow Talisman,

he shouted loudly, "Go!!!"

As his voice fell.

He rubbed his clapped hands together.

The Yellow Talisman immediately shot into the sky.

Not long after,

an explosion followed in mid-air!

A brilliant red light burst forth, almost as if a celestial phenomenon occurred!

This was his signal to the Four Elders!

The last time was more than sixty years ago!

.....

After returning from Egypt.

Qin Fan acted as if nothing had happened.

He rarely enjoyed the wonderful time on campus peacefully.

Of course, he spent almost all his time with his sister, Yinuo.

Whether it was day or night.

Basically, they were glued to each other 24/7.

As a result, the love hotel recorded three nights of room bookings.

One side was springtime passion blooming after tasting the marrow.

The other was drunk in the tender nest, unable to get enough.

This passionate collision in the energetic youth also made sister Yinuo surrender repeatedly in a lustful daze.

"Qin Fan, shall we go back tomorrow morning?"

In the dim pink light of the fancy room, Jiang Yino lay weakly on Qin Fan’s chest drawing circles and said.

"Sure, whatever you say! I’ll ask Chang Yuanyi to bring a car over in the morning, and we’ll drive back!" Qin Fan lovingly stroked sister Yinuo’s silky hair and smiled sincerely.

Meanwhile, two familiar faces appeared in his mind.

He had seen Yinuo’s parents countless times.

But apart from Yinuo’s parents, he hadn’t really met anyone else in Yinuo’s family circle.

"Alright, it’s not early, we still need to hurry back tomorrow, dear, hold me while I sleep!"

"Okay!"

The hand wrapped around Yinuo’s fragrant back tightened slightly.

The blanket was pulled up!

Under the pink, enchanting light.

No more second round was initiated.

Both fell asleep peacefully!

The next day.

As Qin Fan and Jiang Yino stepped out of the hotel.

Chang Yuanyi was already waiting at the entrance.

However, the strange smile on his face was exceptionally obvious.

Love hotel, Mr. Qin really knows how to enjoy life!

Yet, despite the amazement, Chang Yuanyi dared not bring it up openly.

Even so, seeing Chang Yuanyi’s odd smile, sister Yinuo’s face turned red, seemingly wishing she could find a hole to hide in.

"Mr. Qin!"

Greeting the approaching Qin Fan, with an uncontrollable strange expression, Chang Yuanyi respectfully called out.

"Hm, leave the car, you can go back!" Qin Fan said.

"Mr. Qin, do you want me to drive for you? I actually have something that takes me to Shanghai too!" Chang Yuanyi offered ingratiatingly.

Having business in Shanghai was purely an excuse.

He just wanted to find more opportunities to spend time with Qin Fan.

After all, encountering this elusive Divine Dragon-like figure who occasionally disappears into thin air wasn’t easy!

"Get lost! Go do whatever you have to do!" Qin Fan jokingly scolded him.

Ignoring his shamelessly ingratiating smile.

Holding Jiang Yino’s hand, Qin Fan strode towards the Phideon outside.

Previously, Chang Yuanyi asked over the phone if Qin Fan wanted a flashy and magnificent ride; Qin Fan refused, saying just get something low-key.

Having lived for these hundreds of years, he’s long past the phase of flaunting identity through external possessions!

"Qin Fan, are you nervous?"

Leaving the city center.

On the highway, Jiang Yino asked nervously, her face slightly red.

Despite her easy words before, she couldn’t help but feel anxious at the thought of bringing Qin Fan to meet her parents soon, and their attitude was something she cared deeply about!

She hoped her parents could give their blessing.

But would parents bless a relationship at this age?

She was unsure, that’s why she was nervous.

"What’s there to be nervous about! My intuition tells me your parents aren’t the difficult kind, but you, are you regretting now?" Qin Fan teased.

"Not really regret but if it weren’t for my grandma’s health, I wouldn’t dare bring you back now, not even if you beat me! I just want to make the old lady happy, so I’m risking this likely scenario where my parents might lose their temper and scold me!"

Squeezing Qin Fan’s hand placed on the armrest, fingers interlocked, Jiang Yino said.

Before Qin Fan could reply, sister Yinuo nervously continued, "By the way, Qin Fan, I want to tell you in advance, in case my relatives say something unpleasant, please don’t take it to heart, okay?"

"Don’t worry about it, I wouldn’t bother with them!" Qin Fan chuckled.

"That’s good, I’m going to rest for a while, call me when we leave the highway and enter the city, okay?"

With a trace of anxiousness.

In Qin Fan’s encouraging response, sister Yinuo tilted her head and closed her eyes to rest.

Simultaneously.

In the Phideon’s speedy drive.

At the Shanghai highway toll station.

Over ten luxury sports cars worth no less than five million each lined up in two rows with hazard lights flashing.

More than ten young men stepped out from the cars, standing by the car doors.

In the astonished gazes of countless passing vehicles.

These youth looked ahead eagerly and focused on the toll station exit.