"Are we fighting or not?!"
Zhao Changsheng was off to the side, scratching his head in agitation.
"No, it's too dangerous!"
Qin Feng couldn't help muttering under his breath, feeling deeply uneasy.
Although he now had the Immortal Alliance's protection, had even slept with the Immortal Alliance Master's daughter, and had plenty of useless trump cards, Sons of Heaven had never played by the rules. Only by keeping track of their whereabouts at all times could he feel at ease.
With that in mind—
Qin Feng immediately used the Immortal Slave Seal to contact Ye Long and Qing Tian in the Lower Realm.
He told them to hurry up and cultivate their way to the Immortal Realm to start work. If they kept him waiting too long, they could hardly blame him for taking the Spatial Gourd down to the Lower Realm and beating his foolish little brother Oudou Dou.
"What are you muttering about, you little brat!?"
The Immortal Alliance Master hastily came up with an excuse, raising his riding crop as if to strike.
"Old geezer, if you're going to act like this, don't blame me!"
Qin Feng glanced at Mengyao Fairy flying over in the distance and immediately pleaded in a meek voice, "Alliance Leader, there aren't enough Xuan-Nu Fighters. I'll work overtime to refine more for you, as long as you let me see Sister Mengyao once a day. Please, don't tear us apart. We truly love each other!"
After saying that...
Qin Feng even took out a storage ring, looking pitiful.
It had just been sent over through the system space by his Outer Body Incarnation. Inside were 999 Xuan-Nu Fighters, arranged in neat rows, along with the one that had been placed at Immortal Casting Peak as a display model.
"Hmm!?"
The Immortal Alliance