Picking up Attributes in the Apocalypse

While Lin Fan and Ling Qingxuan were resting, Zhou Batian and two other figures were staying in a huge courtyard on Yancheng's side.

These two figures are the two deputy sect masters of the Golden Sabre Sect.

"The sect master, that kid named Lin Fan has too many means. If it weren't for him, we would definitely be able to destroy the three major families." A deputy sect master said.

"Of course!"

The other deputy sect master frowned, his eyes still flashed with hatred for Lin Fan, and said, "Without that kid coming out to block, with our hands, it would be easy to destroy the three major families!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhou Batian lightly clasped his fingers on the table and said, "That kid has a lot of methods, so he definitely has some background."

"Then what is his background?"

The deputy sect master frowned and said, "Although his surname is Lin, he is definitely not from the Lin family in Yancheng. Otherwise, it is impossible for us not to know each other."

Although Jindaomen is only a second-rate force in Yancheng, they have all been rooted in Yancheng for a long time.

Therefore, the situation of these forces in Yancheng is very clear.

The Lin family in Yancheng is a first-class force. They know very well that there is no such person as Lin Fan in the Lin family.

If there is, it must have spread in Yancheng long ago.

After all, Lin Fan's displayed strength was indeed ordinary, and he had such a terrifying talent. He couldn't be a nameless person.

"That kid isn't from Yancheng, I can be 100% sure of that."

Zhou Batian glanced at the two deputy sect masters and said in a firm tone.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?"

A deputy sect master frowned and asked, "The Zhao family is joining forces with us this time. After we leave, the Zhao family will undoubtedly be eliminated by them. Will they come to Yancheng to trouble us?"

Their identities were leaked out, as long as Lin Fan and the others came to Yancheng, they would definitely be able to find them, unless they gave up their current base.

"Do they have the guts to come to us?" Another deputy sect master expressed doubts.

The power of Yancheng is very complicated, and not everyone can come to Yancheng to do things.

"Whether they have the guts or not, we all have to be on guard now."

Zhou Batian's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and said, "If you think this way, if you are them, in this case, will we let us continue to develop? Do you want to give us a chance to make a comeback?"

Hearing this, the two deputy sect masters nodded suddenly, they felt that what Zhou Batian said was very reasonable.

If they were Lin Fan and others, they would definitely not give them a chance to grow and develop, and that would undoubtedly leave him with endless troubles.

"But that kid's strength is very strong. When we joined forces with the Zhao family, we were not able to deal with them. Now that we have lost the Zhao family, we are probably not their opponents!" The deputy sect master said worriedly.

"Humph! The Zhao family, if you lose it, you will lose it. With our Golden Sword Sect's status in Yancheng, can't we find other forces to join forces with us?"

Zhou Batian snorted coldly and pondered: "I already have an idea. Today, I'm going to the Qingyuan Society to find the Qingyuan Society to join forces with us."

"Qingyuan Club?"

A deputy sect master was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Sect master, the people from Qingyuan Society are all lions. Let's go and cooperate with them. They will definitely open their mouths as lions, right?"

"It's natural, but if we don't take precautions, if they do call, then we'll be caught off guard."

Zhou Batian frowned and said, "I'd rather be opened by the Qingyuan Society than be removed by them."

"Our Golden Knife Gate has grown to where it is today. No matter what, we must continue to develop. We must not let the Golden Knife Gate be damaged in my hands."

The Qingyuan Society is also a force in Yancheng. This force is the top existence among the second-rate forces, and it is even one step away from entering the first-rate forces.

In Yancheng, it is very simple to distinguish whether a force is a first-rate force or a second-rate force. It is nothing more than to see whether there are practitioners in the desolate core in this force.

If there are practitioners in the Desolate Core Realm, then this force is a first-class force.

If there are no practitioners in the Wild Core Realm, then this strength belongs to second-rate forces.

Of course, if there are no practitioners in the Heavenly Desolation Realm, then it is a pure third-rate force.

Such forces basically cannot survive alone, and must rely on second-rate forces and first-rate forces to survive and develop, which is equivalent to the subsidiary existence of second-rate forces and first-rate forces.

As for the president of the Qingyuan Society, according to the news that Zhou Batian got, the other party had already reached the perfect cultivation realm of the Heavenly Desolate Realm two years ago.

Once the opponent takes a step and becomes a practitioner in the early stage of the Desolate Core Realm, then there is no doubt that Qingyuan will become a first-class force in Yancheng and can occupy more cultivation resources.

"The sect master is right, no matter whether the Qingyuan Conference will open its mouth or not, we must take precautions first. If we are called, but we have no precautions, then our Golden Swordsmen will likely face the risk of being delisted."

"We can't just take such a risk."

A deputy sect master said.

"right!"

Another deputy sect master nodded, then fixed his eyes on Zhou Batian and asked, "Sect Master, when are you going to go to the president of Qingyuan Society to discuss this matter?"

"Going right now."

Zhou Batian stood up and said, "Let you see what's in the door first. Before I come back, let the brothers stay in the door and don't go out to hang out."

"Yes! Sect Master!"

The two deputy sect masters looked at each other and nodded together.

"Well, I'm going."

Zhou Batian didn't waste any more time, stepped out of the Golden Sword Gate, and walked in the other direction of Yancheng.

Qingyuan will be stronger than Jindaomen, and its territory is larger than Jindaomen.

Qingyuan Club is located in the west of Yancheng, not too far from the Golden Sword Gate.

Half an hour later, Zhou Batian came to the gate of the Qingyuan Society.

"Sect Master Zhou."

The gatekeeper obviously knew Zhou Batian, and when he saw Zhou Batian appear, he quickly greeted him politely.

"Well, I'm here to find your president, is he inside?" Zhou Batian asked.

"Yes." The gatekeeper nodded.

"Then you go to report and say that I have an urgent matter to discuss." Zhou Batian said.

"it is good."

The gatekeeper nodded again: "Sect Master Zhou, please wait a moment, I'll come as soon as I go."

After the voice fell, the gatekeeper didn't waste any more time, turned around and walked in the Qingyuan meeting.

This is the rule of the Qingyuan Association, but if any members who are not members of the Qingyuan Association want to meet the chairman, they must notify them first.

Of course, rules are dead and people are alive.

This kind of rule is also aimed at people who are stronger than the president of Qingyuan Association.

If it is those who are stronger than the president of Qingyuan Association, then there is no problem of irregularities.

The gatekeeper knew where the president of the Qingyuan Society was, and it didn't take long for him to come to a courtyard.

Although the gate of the courtyard was open, he did not dare to walk in directly, but stood at the door and said, "President, I have something to report."

"Come in."

An indifferent voice came from the courtyard.

Hearing this, the gatekeeper immediately stepped through the gate and walked in.

In the courtyard, a figure in a black robe sat cross-legged.

This person looks very ordinary, and his figure is still a little thin, but there is an air of indifference between his eyebrows.

He is Wang Qingyuan, the president of Qingyuan Society.

"What's the matter?" Wang Qingyuan didn't even look at the gatekeeper, but asked indifferently.

"Go back to the president, Zhou Batian, the sect master of the Golden Sword Sect, asks to see you."

The gatekeeper bowed and said truthfully, "He said that he has urgent matters to discuss with you, President."

"Oh? Zhou Batian? Urgent?"

The gatekeeper's words surprised Wang Qingyuan. He didn't expect Zhou Batian to discuss things with him.

"He came alone? Or with others?" Wang Qingyuan asked.

"President, he came alone, make sure no one else is following." The gatekeeper replied.

"Um."

Wang Qingyuan squinted his eyes, nodded and said, "Then you bring him in to see me, but I want to see if he has any urgent matters to discuss with me."

"Yes, this subordinate will bring him in." The gatekeeper responded, and immediately turned around and left without delay.

...

A few minutes later, the gatekeeper returned to the gate of the Qingyuan Society. Unsurprisingly, Zhou Batian was still standing outside the door waiting.

"Sect Master Zhou, I have already reported to the president, and he asked me to invite you in," the gatekeeper said.

"Okay." Zhou Batian nodded.

"plz follow me."

The gatekeeper did not delay, and walked ahead to lead the way for Zhou Batian.

Taking Zhou Batian outside the courtyard of Wang Qingyuan, the gatekeeper said, "Sect Master Zhou, our president is inside, you go in by yourself, and I won't disturb you."

"Um."

Zhou Batian nodded again and stepped into the door.

The gatekeeper didn't linger either, and turned to leave.

"Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time, stay safe."

Zhou Batian walked into the courtyard, looked at Wang Qingyuan, and said hello with a smile.

...

When Zhou Batian was looking for Wang Qingyuan, on the other side, on a road, two figures were walking.

These two figures, looking closer, are Lin Fan and Ling Qingxuan.

After they rested under the big trees before, they have been rushing towards Yancheng.

Finally, at this time, he arrived at the place outside Yancheng.

Lin Fan looked forward, and he could see a huge city at the end of his line of sight.

Although the city is not as magnificent as Nanluo City, it is definitely not a small city, and it is many times larger than Qingshan Town.

"This Yancheng is quite lively!"

Lin Fan glanced at the area below Yancheng's gate, and could clearly see that many people were queuing to enter Yancheng.