How the Rat Race Begins

Zhang Yang had originally thought Shangguan Feng'er and the others were helping him fleece the other Immortal Emperor Realm factions. But when Shangguan Feng'er truly took out a treasure, even Zhang Yang was stunned.

Other than the Heavenly Spirit Bamboo, which had already been given to Cangwu Mountain God, were all the rest real?

Gu Qingcheng also brought out Immortal Spring water, along with some materials.

Lin Songzhi and Qin Tao followed by presenting gifts as well.

Though Zhang Yang was bewildered, he accepted every gift he saw.

He had no idea what they were up to, but he would take the gifts first!

Gu Qingcheng gave a dry cough and said meaningfully, "Brother Zhang, I'll leave the matter of conferring divine titles upon my Lineage elders to you."

"Our Qitian Peak is the same." Shangguan Feng'er also smiled at Zhang Yang.

Lin Songzhi and Qin Tao both said, "Brother Zhang, there is no need for formalities between us. If you truly go to the Immortal Realm, then whatever you want, we will do our utmost to provide it."

Seeing their eager expressions, Zhang Yang seemed to understand.

It was for the Investiture of the Gods!

No, they wanted the Investiture of the Gods to happen as soon as possible!

Since the Investiture of the Gods consumed Divine Power, given the foundations of their Lineages, one or two trips would probably not be enough to confer titles upon everyone.

Why were these people in such a hurry?

Could it be that Brother Midu had gone to the Immortal Realm again?

At that moment, Zhang Yang laughed wildly in his heart. He decided that, after the discussions were over, he would have Ghost Emperor Midu make more frequent trips to the Immortal Realm!

At worst, after obtaining the benefits, he could