Refining pills! Royal beasts! The good-for-nothing young lady is actually the peerless emperor’s dau

Chapter 552: What is your cultivation level?
Ye Ranyin didn't pay attention to Chen Song's sigh. A battle for the throne like Sunset City couldn't be too simple for her and Feng Jiuchen.

What worries her more is that the Nine Emperors Sect will send someone to supervise the battle!

Her beautiful eyes flashed slightly and she continued to ask: "Mr. Chen, I heard that the Nine Emperors Sect is one of the six major forces in the Eastern Region. People from the Nine Emperors Sect must be very powerful."

"Yes." Chen Song showed admiration: "Generally speaking, the Nine Emperors Sect will send a martial arts master to supervise the battle, but this time, there are rumors that our Sunset City will have a Holy Son figure coming, but now the Nine Emperors Sect's The messenger hasn’t arrived yet, so we don’t know if it’s true or not!”

"Holy Son." Ye Ranyin raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect to see a Holy Son from the Nine Emperors Sect so soon.

"Yes, in our Sunset City - no, within the jurisdiction of all the Nine Emperors Sect, the Nine Emperors Sect is unattainable and cannot be offended. I think Miss Wushuang and Mr. Chen have their own pride, but when they meet the Saint When you are a master, you still have to avoid his sharp edges."

Ye Ranyin knew that Chen Song meant the reminder well and nodded: "Thank you."

At this time, there was a burst of strength in her hand, and Feng Jiuchen's grip on her became stronger.

Ye Ranyin looked at him blankly.

Feng Jiuchen looked into the distance with a calm expression, as if he had done nothing.

Ye Ranyin looked away again and wanted to continue asking Chen Song some questions, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly paused.

Feng Jiuchen... couldn't this guy be jealous because she talked too much with Chen Song?

Thinking like this, Ye Ranyin felt that all the irrelevant news was no longer important. She held Feng Jiuchen's arm and looked at him with a smile: "Young Master."

Feng Jiuchen lowered his head to look at her.

Ye Ranyin blinked at him: "When we arrive at Chen's house later, shall we live in one room or two rooms?"

Feng Jiuchen said in a deep voice: "One room."

Ye Ranyin nodded: "Well, it seems that the young master really cannot do without my service."

Chen Song, who was not married yet, couldn't help but blush slightly as he listened to the two people's words.

He felt that this Wushuang girl...not only had an outstanding appearance, but also seemed to be extraordinarily bold in her speech and behavior, which was different from ordinary women.

Soon, Chen Song led Ye Ranyin and Feng Jiuchen to the Chen Mansion.

"Master."

Many people saluted Chen Song.

Chen Song nodded towards them and led Ye Ranyin and Feng Jiuchen to a courtyard. As soon as Ye Ranyin approached, he felt a surging spiritual power.

"Ok?"

Such rich spiritual power seems a bit unusual. Could it be the eighth-grade spiritual weapon that Chen Song mentioned?

Just as Ye Ranyin was thinking about it, Chen Song took out the key himself and opened the door. He saw a golden stick standing in the center of the yard. The mysterious runes on the stick exuded a powerful aura. Ye Ranyin felt it before The surging power also emanates from it.

When Ye Ranyin saw the stick, her beautiful eyes lit up slightly and she looked at Chen Song: "Is this the eighth-grade spiritual weapon you mentioned?"

But in her opinion, this is at least the ninth grade, and may even be the tenth grade, infinitely close to a divine weapon.

Chen Song nodded: "Yes, our ancestor of the Chen family once saved a strong man, and he gave me the Chen family's spiritual weapon as a thank you gift. Otherwise, how could my Chen family have this spiritual weapon?"

Ye Ranyin said: "I don't think this spiritual weapon is damaged. Why do you say this spiritual weapon is damaged?"

Chen Song was a little nervous and said in a dry voice: "When this spiritual weapon is intact, it can be enlarged or reduced at will. However, after it is damaged later, it cannot change and can only stand here in this appearance - don't look at it. It’s not very big, but it actually weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. In our entire Chen family, only people with the Martial Emperor cultivation level like Grandpa can pick it up.”

The more he spoke, the more guilty he felt: "Miss Wushuang, Mr. Chen, I didn't mean to deceive you. You two try it. If you can't pick it up, our previous deal will be over." Ye Ranyin narrowed her beautiful eyes. .

In her opinion, the spiritual weapon in front of her was not only not of the eighth grade, but also not damaged in any way. It was heavy because of its extraordinary material.

The Chen family possesses a great treasure without knowing it.

"This spiritual weapon of yours doesn't look like an eighth-grade weapon. It may be of a higher level. Are you sure you want to use it in exchange for our participation in the battle?"

Chen Song nodded: "I'm sure that if this thing stays in my house, it's just for decoration, and it's also coveted by the Jin family and the Gu family. If you give it away, maybe the Jin and Gu families won't target us."

"it is good."

Ye Ranyin pointed his fingertips, and his spiritual power touched the runes on the golden stick. Those runes changed instantly. Then, in Chen Song's shocked eyes, the golden stick quickly shrank, and finally became the size of a palm, and flew in automatically. Ye Ranyin's hands.

Ye Ranyin took it and looked at it, then said to Feng Jiuchen: "Fourth senior brother is good at stick skills, this spiritual weapon is quite suitable for him."

Feng Jiuchen nodded: "Yes."

Chen Song was filled with shock. His grandfather, Emperor Wu, was unable to control the stick so easily. However, the woman in front of him, who was here for the first time, actually managed to shrink the stick and control it easily.

The two people he invited seemed to be more powerful than he imagined.

"correct."

At this time, Ye Ranyin asked again: "What will your battle to seize the throne be like?"

Chen Song came back to his senses and said: "The battle to win the throne is divided into three levels. Wu Jun, Wu King, and Wu Emperor. Our three major families will have three people from each of the three levels. Then nine people will debate, and the loser will be eliminated. , the one who stays at the end is the winner.”

"Actually, the battle between Wujun and Wuwang is just to show the strength of the family to the adults of the Nine Emperor Sect who come to supervise the battle. What can really determine the outcome is the battle between Wuhuang and Wuhuang. By the way, Wushuang girl, Chen Young Master, I forgot to ask before, what are the cultivation levels of the two of you?"

He was just a martial lord. He didn't feel any aura from Ye Ranyin, and he could only feel the sense of danger from Feng Jiuchen, but he knew nothing about the cultivation of the two.

"Both of us are Martial Emperors." Ye Ranyin said with a smile.

"!!!"

Chen Song's pupils shrank suddenly and he looked at Ye Ranyin and Feng Jiuchen in disbelief. The shock on his face was even stronger than when Ye Ranyin took the spiritual weapon just now.

"Wu...Wu Huang!!!"

He thought that they were at most the Martial King, but he didn't expect that they were actually the Martial King!

Especially the Wushuang girl, who looked like a concubine attached to a man, but she didn't expect her cultivation to be so terrifying.

"What? Is your Chen family's Martial Emperor quota already full?"

Ye Ranyin did not forget that Chen Song said that for each rank, there were three people from each family.

In other words, the Chen family could only send three Wu Emperors to fight on the stage.

"No, no, no, no." Chen Song came back to his senses and said quickly: "No, the only Martial Emperor in our Chen family is Grandpa, and Grandpa is obsessed with evil... Nowadays, only Grandpa's old friend is a Martial Emperor who is willing to serve us. The Chen family goes to war."

At this time, when Chen Song spoke to Ye Ranyin again, his tone and attitude were much more respectful than before.

After all, the cultivation level of the two people in front of him was two realms higher than his, and they were still so young - such a young Martial Emperor might be comparable to the Holy Son of the Nine Emperors Sect.

Thinking like this, Chen Song's heart couldn't help but tremble. He seemed to have really gotten lucky this time. He actually invited two Martial Emperors so easily!
(End of this chapter)