Hearing Su Yu's grand declaration, the Emperor-to-be master inside the silver mask was rather speechless.
This fellow really dared to dream!
If the other side really had a Great Emperor backing him, how the hell could you win?
Of course, he would never say anything so discouraging aloud.
After all, he was still counting on this disciple to help him rebuild his physical body.
"Little Yu, he probably doesn't know yet that he's your destined tribulation. Perhaps you could try approaching him first. If you can befriend him beforehand, that might be another way forward."
The elderly Emperor-to-be inside the silver mask spoke slowly.
Just moments ago, he had advised Su Yu not to approach Qin Wuyou prematurely.
But after seeing how Su Yu's mind worked, he changed his advice.
If Su Yu approached Qin Wuyou in advance and the two forged a deep friendship, perhaps the matter could be resolved even more perfectly.
Although Su Yu's thinking sometimes took wild leaps, he still faithfully followed his master's instructions.
"Don't worry, Master. I'll find an opportunity to approach him. If I can win him over with my personal charm, all the better."
Seeing how brimming with confidence Su Yu was, his Emperor-to-be master truly couldn't bear to interrupt him.
He could only give a wry chuckle and withdraw.
As the silver mask returned to normal, Su Yu turned and entered the passage behind him.
Outside Flame Dragon Island.
With a gloomy expression, Lin Fan stared sinisterly down at the Saint Mansion Ruins, which had already opened.
"Damn it! I can feel that these Saint Mansion Ruins are destined for me. But what identity can I use to get inside now?"
Lin Fan, who had gained a new lease on life through a wisp of his soul, knitted his brows