My Cold and Beautiful Wife

The expressions of all the saints present stiffened. All of them were cursing in their hearts for being shameless, but none of them dared to object.

Actually, for those of them who had lived to the point where they were old, unless they had been secretly cultivating since birth and paid no attention to outsiders, they would all be intelligent people.

Now that Ye Fan was so strong, he had to take a bit more of the resources, so it was understandable.

If it were them, they too would be so 'shameless'.

This time, it was going to be a great reshuffle to the Blessed Paradise.

Phillips hesitated: "Sir God of Swords, we have no objections. After all, you are qualified to establish a sect."

Defeating the experts of the other Blessed Land meant that he had the right to take Blessed Land.

"However, a sect can only occupy one piece of Blessed Land, otherwise, the other sage experts and sects in the Blessed Paradise might be displeased."

"Oh? Is there anyone here who isn't satisfied? " Ye Fan glanced at the saints.

The saints looked around in a hurry, but no one dared to make a sound.

"It seems that everyone is very supportive, then I am relieved." Ye Fan said lightly: "If there really is someone who is dissatisfied at that time, I will properly 'reason' with them."

I don't have any other good points, but you should all be able to tell that I like using virtue to win over people. "

All the saints had stiff smiles on their faces. Phillips's white beard was shaking.

"Haha Sword God, do you have any other important matters?" If there's nothing else, I will have my disciple recall the descendants of those clans and families back to the Immortal Palace.

"We have to continue with today's Assembly as it involves the relationship between large clans and aristocratic clans," Phillips said.

When Ye Fan thought of the Assembly, he immediately remembered that he still had to find a cure to save Su Qingxue.

With his current strength, he definitely wouldn't become a "scholar" anymore. He might as well stay and ask these sage realm experts about it.

"Okay, you can do it." Ye Fan nodded.

"Lord Sword God, when the people from the various families and clans arrive, we can also take this opportunity to formally introduce you to them.

"Now that the Three Sages of the Immortal Palace are dead, I believe you can take their place. I believe the other Saints will not have any objections either," Phillips narrowed his eyes and smiled.

As expected, all the sage realm cultivators present nodded when they heard this.

"The Twelve Sages of the Prehistoric Saint. From today onwards, the name of the Zither Saint will be removed and the Sword God will be appointed!"

Once he became one of the Three Saints, then in the eyes of the outside world, he would be considered a member of the immortal palace, a member of the Heavenly Passage Paradise's forces.

Moreover, if he were to compete with these old fellows for benefits in the future, it would be because of his status as one of the Three Saints, so he couldn't be too overbearing.

Ye Fan immediately revealed a cold and arrogant expression, and disdainfully said, "The Three Sages of the Immortal Palace? The Twelve Sages of the Prehistoric Realm? You think that you are qualified to be on equal footing with This Sword God?! "

The saints were stunned on the spot. No one expected that Ye Fan would dare to say such a thing without giving them face.

Phillips' face was full of awkwardness, but he wasn't angry. In fact, if Ye Fan really agreed wholeheartedly, he would still think it was strange …

The four women on the side had already felt that they were about to eat the Heart Protecting Pill, and looking at Ye Fan's strength, the group of saints were left speechless, it was truly like they were in a dream.

At this time, Ye Fan suddenly smiled, smiled, and gently put his hand on Phillips' shoulder.

"Enchantress, ah, it's not that this sword god is belittling you, it's just that our world is different!"

"Yes, this old man understands. His Excellency God of Swords is an emperor level sword intent user. Sooner or later, he will be like Great Emperor Xuanyuan and target the emperors of the world.

It is indeed the position of the Three Saints. " Phillips nodded.

"As long as you don't provoke my Immortal Sword Sect, everyone will be safe and sound." Ye Fan's gaze swept across the saints as he smiled and said.

Just when Ye Fan was about to ask who was the best at treating illnesses, he heard Phillips say, "Sir God of Swords, I have a presumptuous request.

Although he was not dead yet, it would be too late for him to recover.

Could you be the number one swordsman in the Blessed Paradise? Please replace Immortal Wine and help some of the disciples in the Dao of the Sword to clear their doubts? "

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking about Hua Xiaoluo, he suddenly came to a realization and said, "Well, This Sword God is also a reasonable person. Since we're all neighbors in the future, such a small matter is not a problem."

In fact, Ye Fan's appearance in the immortal palace was more of a benefit than a disadvantage. After all, if this news was publicized, more and more experts, especially sword cultivators, would be fascinated by the immortal palace.

The stronger the immortal palace was, the more stable the resources of the Blessed Paradises would be.

Therefore, the saints still welcomed Ye Fan to join them.

Ye Fan told all the saints that he shouldn't mention too much about his disguise and his divine dragon bloodline later. As for the specific reason, he didn't want to explain it either.

Although the saints were suspicious, this matter had nothing to do with them, so naturally, no one would say anything.

Ye Fan also did this for the sake of safety. Although, in terms of strength, he might not be afraid of those sage realm experts, there was no need for him to take the risk.

The heart of an Emperor was not being arrogant at night. He was not the strongest, and that was something that needed to be thought through clearly.

Heaven knows what the royal family had hidden from them.

Furthermore, even if he was not afraid, the people around him still needed his protection.

Moreover, he had not thought about how he could explain too many things to the people around him.

It was much more convenient and safer to use the cold star's face.

Phillips nodded, then extended his hand towards Ye Fan, "Sir God of Swords, please."

Ye Fan did not stand on ceremony. Together with Phillips and all the saints, they walked towards the entrance of the immortal palace.