C1111 Di Qian Sect's Birthday Feast(4)
For Fighter who had passed the Nine wind and thunder tribulation, if he were to throw out a brick, he would be able to smash over a thousand of them.
There were as many as dogs in the sky, and they could walk the streets with their lives on the line. This was not a joke.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz. . . "
Wu Dade smiled. With a flip of his hand, he took out a gold invitation card from his interspatial ring.
This invitation card was only the size of a palm. On the surface, there were carvings of an Azure Dragon and Phoenix. They were vivid and lifelike, and their eyes were full of vigor. With a single glance, he saw. . . It was as if two great Divine Beastss were staring at it.
"Qin Sheng, here you go. " Wu Dade threw the invitation card to Qin Sheng and said, "I used all of my card bottoms to get an invitation card!"
"Di Qianzong is a big shot with three hundred years old birthday feasts. He thinks that the security is tight. If you don't have an invitation card, not to mention sending a birthday gift to Di Qianzong, even entering his mansion would be difficult!"
Qin Sheng received the heavy golden invitation. He patted his shoulder heavily and said, "Wu Dade, I owe you a favor. "
"Alright, don't say so much. You have helped me a lot. Prepare the birthday gift. I don't think Di Qianzong would like ordinary birthday gifts. " Wu Dade raised his level.
Qin Sheng nodded when he heard that.
What kind of person was Di Qianzong? What could the alchemist in the palace lack?
Crystal?
Someone like Di Qianzong was definitely not lacking. As long as he could concoct pills. . . He was a gold mine to begin with. There were crystals that he would never be able to dig out.
Talisman?
No matter how powerful a Talisman was, there was still a price. As long as one could afford it, it was not impossible to buy a Tier 9 Talisman!
Of course, a Tier 9 Talisman, that kind of Talisman with monstrous power, had a price but no market. It was hard to come across it once a year.
Beauty?
What kind of joke was this? How could a alchemist Court lack a woman? As long as he moved his finger, those female Fighter who wanted to beg Di Qianzong to concoct pills would shake their heads and tail at him like a dog wagging its tail!
In the next few days, Qin Sheng was preparing his birthday present.
Finally, Qin Sheng was about to leave the Holy House of the Day, and he stepped onto the transfer array.
"Rumble. . . "
The transfer array burst out with a monstrous white light. Countless runes intertwined together and submerged Qin Sheng.
When the white light faded away, Qin Sheng disappeared into the Secret Realm.
At the same time, not far away from the transfer array. . . Someone was following closely behind him. That person's pair of eyes that were filled with Yin Sting shot out a terrifying cold glare.
If Qin Sheng was present right now, he would definitely be able to recognize with a single glance that such a sinister person was Holy Son of Zhou, who was ranked in the top three of the ten Great Saints of the Holy House of the Day!
"You have offended so many people, and you really dare to leave the Secret Realm of the Sacred Institute?" Holy Son of Zhou's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile. He silently took out the transmitter and sent this important information to Qin Aoxiang.
A sense of weightlessness slowly emerged, causing Qin Sheng to feel as if the world had turned upside down. However, as Qin Sheng's strength increased, this feeling was much weaker than the first time he came to the Holy House of the Day and Secret Realm.
Once he cultivated to the abode Realm, he wouldn't feel any discomfort at all.
"I've finally returned to the Great Yan Imperial Capital!" Qin Sheng stood on the large transfer array and looked down at the huge Capital.
The Capital was extremely magnificent and golden. The mansion that was built here was as numerous as the stars in the sky.
It was a vast and magnificent mansion!1
It was truly too glorious.
Qin Sheng sighed and rushed to Di Qianzong's mansion without stopping.
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