"Listen to my arrangement, I guarantee you can kill another ghost Arhat." The Vice sect leader's eyes were gloomy.
Hearing this, Yan nangui's mood improved. "Many thanks, master."
Compared to the huge opportunities in the Jingyuan Zen temple, the ancient Bodhi tree and tingxue house in the sect could only be considered small profits.
"Let that frog at the bottom of the well be smug! My vision is the entire Southern Ridge. He can only stay in Nebula sect and rely on his background to survive." Yan nangui said in a disdainful tone.
Wasn't he actually talking about himself?
Before this, wasn't he the one who relied on his background as the Vice sect leader to shamelessly compete for sect resources with the new disciples?
Now, he actually spoke of Xia qingchen so shamelessly.
Half a month later.
