The Dream Couldn't Possibly Be Real, Could It?

Senior Brother Fan He's confidence in Su Fan stemmed from another, even more important reason.

According to what the elders of his Household had said, although most of the Demon Seeds scattered by the bigwigs of the demonic sects in the Upper Realm would perish midway,

none of the cultivators bearing a Demon Seed were ordinary.

Although high-level bigwigs were unwilling to get entangled in such karma, it was a different matter for cultivators of the same rank. In fact, there was even a high chance of turning it into a great opportunity.

Thus, Senior Brother Fan He decided to take a gamble. The investment was small anyway, and even if he lost, he wouldn't suffer any losses.

For some reason, he had a baffling confidence in Su Fan.

Even if the Feng Family sent Deity Transformation Stage cultivators, they might not be able to do anything to Su Fan. If things went badly, the Feng Family might even take a great tumble because of this.

At that moment, Senior Brother Nanming returned from outside. He had just reported the matter to the higher-ups of Hanhai Dao Palace.

He came to the dining table and sat down, then looked at Su Fan with a chuckle.

"Senior Brother, I just told several Martial Uncles of the sect about the Feng Family..."

At this point, he stopped speaking and instead sent Su Fan a thought transmission.

"Senior Brother, regarding your grudge with the Feng Family, the sect probably won't intervene..."

When he received the other party's thought transmission, Su Fan immediately furrowed his brows.

Since Hanhai Dao Palace didn't want to get involved, then why say anything at all? Thus, he also sent a thought transmission back.

"Junior Brother, I understand what you mean..."

After receiving Su Fan's thought transmission, Senior Brother