Chapter 1852


    "Haha. Whether we offend the First Fortress Master or not, I don''t dare to give the pill to him


    anyway!"


    Faneughed and said, "After the elections are over then I''ll give him a pill, and naturally he won’t


    hate me anymore. Besides, if he finds out that I''m a third-grade premium alchemist, he’ll be


    extremely happy!”


    "That’s true. He''ll be able to quickly make a breakthrough with the pill. So long as his cultivation


    level is high, perhaps he wouldn''t ce so much importance on being the n master or not!"


    Titus and the others nodded, extremely happy.


    "All right. No need to worry anymore,


    everyone. We''ve got plenty of martial resources from the forest this time too. Never mind this


    month-it''ll also be enough for everyone to cultivate for the next two or three months. Everyone


    should calm down first to increase cultivation levels!"


    Fane gave a bitter smile and told everyone.


    Everyone nodded their heads. They were not so worried anymore, and they quickly went off to


    cultivate themselves.


    At this moment, in the First Fortress Master, Austin''s ce, plenty of people were gathered too.


    "First Fortress Master, your decision is absolutely fantastic!"


    An old man shed a thumbs up at Austin." With this, the Nine Armies will grow even stronger!


    Fane’s martial talent is too good. Although we don''t know what cultivation level he''s at, this group of


    people has great potential to be able to survive the Bloodshed n. The people who survived will


    definitely work hard to cultivate themselves in the future and make even better progress!"


    ''That''s right. Congrattions, First Fortress Master. You’ll be the n master of the sect in the


    future. Haha. Fane is quite aware of the situation. They actually did not protest against allowing only


    those of fifth-grade ultimate god realm and above to have a chance to vote!"


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    Another old man was also smiling. All of them thought that their future was bright.


    "Don’t speak too soon, everyone. It’s still too early to tell. We still need to wait for twenty days. After


    twenty days, you can address me as the n master!"


    The First Fortress Master was ted. He raised his ss of alcohol and said," Cheers, cheers. All


    of you have worked hard today. Come on. Let''s drink and feast!"


    At this moment, in a huge hall in the Pavilion Billow Cloud, the n master, Tomas, was a little


    angry. "That brat named Fane is truly so disrespectful. I gave him a chance to join the Pavilion


    Billow Cloud, but I didn’t think that the brat would actually choose to go with the Nine Armies. I''m so


    angry. Is the Pavilion Billow Cloud any lesser than the Nine Armies?"


    The First Elder took a step forward and spoke with a helpless smile, "Perhaps it is because the


    people from the Hall of Divine Royal and Skies Pavilion havee into our ranks. I heard from my


    disciples that those thirty thousand people don''t go along well with Fane''s people. Although the two


    have set their enmities aside now, they still don’t quite want to see the other party!"


    Tomas nodded his head then he added, " Forget it. If they want to join us, join us. If they don''t, it’s


    fine. The Pavilion Billow Cloud isn’t missing out on them anyway."