"His physical constitution and spiritual power had both grown considerably. It seemed Yan had taught him the Yanluo Golden Body."
A few days later, Shen Fei watched the vitality and spiritual power emanating from Fang Han and could not help thinking this. If Fang Han wanted to defeat Hua Tiandu within ten years, Yan's help was indispensable. Shen Fei did not want the heir to the Yellow Springs Grand Emperor, whom he had finally found, to go to waste like this. Ten years was a long time for ordinary people, but in the world of cultivators, it was a very short span.
"Junior Brother Shen, since you killed the Red Prince, shouldn't you return my Silver Serpent Sword?"
"And my Spirit Wind Sword."
That day, as Shen Fei and the other two emerged from the main hall of the Hall of Merit Transmission, Yuan Jiankong arrived with quite a few people and blocked their path. Shen Fei had initially thought they were here for Fang Han, but it turned out they had come for him.
"I don't know. I only obtained the Red Desire Sword and the Blood Cotton Demon Garment. He probably handed everything else over to the sect. Since Senior Brother Yuan wants his Silver Serpent Sword back so badly, why not make a trip to the Red Dust Demon Sect?" Shen Fei said calmly as he looked at Yuan Jiankong, Zuo Lingfeng, and the others.
"Nonsense! I think you coveted our spirit swords and secretly hid them away!" Before Yuan Jiankong could speak, Zuo Lingfeng immediately shouted. Yuan Jiankong could not help glaring at him, while Senior Sister Mo beside him looked at him with obvious displeasure.
"Junior Brother Shen, now that you have the Red Desire Sword, the Silver Serpent Sword is of no use to