"What's the rush to go back to the lower realm?"
Fairy Cao gave Chen Feng a sidelong glance.
"Well, looking at your figure, um, I bet you'd be great at bearing sons."
Chen Feng pondered thoughtfully.
"You jerk." Fairy Cao pinched Chen Feng.
But just at that moment, the sound of tearing through the air suddenly arrived.
Chen Feng turned his head and his eyes immediately narrowed.
He saw Fairy Cao's grandfather, arriving through the skies.
Boom.
When he landed, the ground trembled.
"Kid, how are your preparations?"
Old Cao stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Chen Feng.
"Cough, cough, well, I'm ready."
"Hand them over." Old Cao stretched out his hand.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng immediately emptied all the treasures belonging to the sect from his spatial ring, piling them up into a small mountain before Old Cao: "Take a look, these are definitely worth twenty million void stones, right?"
"Not bad."
