"Team Xiaoyao does not belong to Xingchen, so the cultivation resources naturally do not belong to Xingchen. Dean Meng, I think you should stop being so stubborn and obediently take out those things and share them with us. If Xingchen is in trouble in the future, I, Wu

I will never sit idly by."

"Hahaha, my Zhang family is the same. Why are you so stingy at Xingchen Academy?"

Meng Baichuan was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were trembling violently.

Cai Shouzhong had also come out of seclusion a long time ago. Even though he had already experienced a great disaster, his face was red with anger, and his eyebrows and beard were trembling.

He said coldly: "What if we are unwilling to hand over these cultivation resources?"

Li Wenyuan chuckled lightly: "As I said just now, these cultivation resources can make the entire Canglan Realm powerful, and they are not the property of your Xingchen family. Since they are important resources, it is natural for those who are capable to occupy them.

"

He pointed at the sect leaders and family heads of several sects around him, and then pointed at the elders behind him, "Dean Meng is narrow-minded and refuses to share cultivation resources, so we will have no choice but to challenge the mentors and students of Xingchen.

If Xingchen wins, the resources will naturally belong to Xingchen. If Xingchen loses, then please obediently hand over everything, Dean Meng. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude."

Meng Baichuan and Cai Shouzhong looked at the people around Li Wenyuan, their hearts sinking little by little, becoming cold and cold.

This time, Li Wenyuan was obviously prepared.

There were nine aristocratic families he invited alone.

Most of the heads and heads of these nine families are at the peak of the Golden Core.

But there is also a middle-aged man named Zheng, who is the head of Huxiao Sect. He is a monk of the first level of Nascent Soul.

As for Lingwu Academy, Li Wenyuan himself is a Yuanying monk, and his cultivation level is much higher than that of Meng Baichuan.

Behind him, there were two elders of Lingwu Academy, both of whom had reached the Nascent Soul stage.

The cultivation level of one of them is even comparable to Cai Shouzhong.

Let’s look at Star Academy again.

Because of Zhai Youdao's misfortune, Xingchen Academy stopped accepting students. Ning Yaoguang and Xu Yilun went to the sea of ​​​​Alpha and have not returned yet.

In the entire Star Academy, there are only two Nascent Souls and three Peak Golden Cores.

How can such a lineup compete with this group of greedy "blood-sucking insects"?

Even if they completely break up, they may take away more than just the resources that Xiaoyao Team won back.

There is also the century-old foundation of Star College.

Li Wenyuan looked at the faces of Meng Baichuan and Cai Shouzhong, and the proud look in his eyes flashed away, "Dean Meng, have you thought clearly? Hand over the things now...it's still too late to share them. After a while, the real fight will begin. The swords have no eyes.

The situation cannot be controlled easily."

Meng Baichuan's eyes were filled with death, and he was full of unwillingness, but in the end it turned into a helpless compromise.

He took a long breath, lowered his eyes, and said hoarsely: "Okay, I agree..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud voice.

"Huh? Isn't this Dean Li of Lingwu Academy? Did he know that we were coming back today and came here to line up to greet us?"

"Looking at the formation of Dean Li and the heads of the clan, it seems that they not only want to welcome us, but also want to discuss with us!"

"It just so happens that I'm either recuperating or on the road during this period. I'm almost thirsty for my sword. Come on, come on. Let's have a good fight."
Chapter completed!