Zhan Yingrong and Zhan Wuya were both competitors and combat partners. She yearned to surpass Zhan Wuya, but that didn't mean that she wanted to destroy him.

Zhan Yingrong's last sentence warmed Zhan Wuya's heart even more than comforting him directly. "Believe me, sooner or later, everyone will trust me again."

Seeing that Zhan Wuya and Zhan Yingrong had decided on the new Patriarch, the other Prime Masters rolled their eyes, but no one really stood up to object to Zhan Wuya's suggestion. Because, just as Zhan Yingrong had said, she was indeed the most suitable person for the Patriarch position and for leading them to revive the War God Clan.

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The news of Zhan Yingrong becoming the new Patriarch of the War God Clan spread throughout the entire cultivation world at lightning speed.

When he heard this news, Ye Qingyang had just arrived at the capital of the War God Empire and was about to take a taxi to the Black Sea. When he saw this news on the cultivation network, Ye Qingyang was stunned. Then, he smiled.

To retreat in order to advance, Zhan Wuya was quite smart.

Seeing that Zhan Wuya had successfully resolved his situation in the War God Clan, Ye Qingyang planned to return to the inner academy. Just as he was about to leave, he received a call from Zhan Wuya.

"Ye Qingyang." Zhan Wuya's low and weak voice sounded in Ye Qingyang's ears.

Ye Qingyang scratched his ears as he said sarcastically, "Are you going to die or something?"

Zhan Wuya laughed on the other end of the phone and said, "I heard from Yu Huang that you're coming to the War God Nation to support me?"

Ye Qingyang rubbed his nose awkwardly. He didn't admit it or reject it.

Zhan Wuya knew that a person like Ye Qingyang wouldn't admit it even if he did such a thing.

As a big shot ghostly cultivator, he was very prideful.

Zhan Wuya suddenly called Ye Qingyang's name, "Ye Qingyang."

"What?!" Ye Qingyang replied fiercely.

Zhan Wuya said dispiritedly, "Help me do something."

"What?" Ye Qingyang asked aloofly.

that even after death, she would want to live in a beautiful house." After Zhan Wuya finished speaking, he suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly. Then, he said in a choked voice, "I don't

"Let it go. Everyone

Qingyang stared at the bus ticket in his hand and muttered, "Damn, I wasted another bus ticket." He

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blossoms sealed in the middle of the coffin. When Zhan

smelled the blood on Zhan Wuya's body, he frowned worriedly and asked him, "How are your

"I won't die."

Jianxue's body in the coffin. The undertaker had sewed together the head and neck. After makeup, the face didn't

from her beautiful and charming appearance when

Wuya personally closed Zhan Jianxue's

around and waited for Zhan Wuya to agree before turning around. He glanced at the woman in the pink dress lying in the coffin as he comforted Zhan Wuya awkwardly, "Don't be so sad. She just went

nodded and lamented, "Little Xue has been arrogant all her life, but now,

looked at Zhan Wuya worriedly and said, "You look like who lost your beloved. Zhan Wuya, you really liked Zhan Jianxue, didn't

Zhan Wuya remained silent.

and ask Duan Fen to refine the Cherry Blossom Warhammer?" He liked Zhan Jianxue, but when he discovered Zhan Jianxue's true colors, he didn't dare

Ye Qingyang knew what Zhan Wuya was thinking, so he comforted him, "Don't be so sad. Zhan Jianxue was sincere to you, so compared to me, you're much luckier." He was a pitiful person who had

and Jing Jiaren, he nodded

Ye Qingyang was speechless.

academy immediately. He arrived at the lake island villa at dawn. Just as he got off the ferry, he saw a woman in a black shirt that revealed her shoulders standing

slightly when

sensed that the surrounding atmosphere had become filled

Ye Qingyang?

just came back?" Jing Jiaren took the initiative to greet Ye

a

his tongue impatiently and stopped.

by the coldness in Ye Qingyang's eyes, but she was also a proud woman, so she quickly regained her composure.

Qingyang became

in Ye Qingyang's gaze,

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