What Chu Huan was referring to was naturally the Monument of Fertility.
Now, although Chu Fengmian has obtained the treasure of Emperor Fengrao, among all the treasures left by Emperor Fengrao, the most precious one is the Fengrao Monument that he personally refined.
If Chu Huan were to obtain the Monument of Fertility, his strength would be enough to make him invincible to the saints, and he would be able to defeat even Zhi Ling Tian.
So what he wants most is the Monument of Fertility.
"It's just a spiritual weapon. This boy has a lot of wealth now. If Brother Chu is willing to deal with this boy together, it doesn't hurt to let you pick a spiritual weapon first."
Mr. Yan Nan laughed loudly and said.
Chu Fengmian has so much wealth, even if he loses one spiritual weapon, it doesn't matter.
"Okay, Mr. Yannan is really happy."
Chu Huan also laughed and joined in to deal with Chu Fengmian together.
"Count me in."
Cheng Tiankang also spoke from the side.
"Okay, as long as you are willing to join, you will have a share of Chu Fengmian's wealth."
Mr. Yannan said happily.
He is also a little unclear about Chu Fengmian's strength now. After all, Chu Fengmian got a lot of treasures from the tomb of Emperor Fengrao, and even got the inheritance from Emperor Fengrao.
The more people join, the easier it will be to deal with Chu Fengmian.
"Where is the Holy Son? What do you think?"
Seeing that the other three people had not taken the initiative to express their opinions, Young Master Yan Nan took the initiative to ask the Holy Son.
The Holy Son and Chu Fengmian also have a grudge. If they can bring the Holy Son in, they will have more confidence in dealing with Chu Fengmian.
Even if one more person is brought in, there will be one more person who will share Chu Fengmian's wealth in the future.
But the more people you win over, the greater your confidence in dealing with Chu Fengmian will be. With Chu Fengmian's qualifications, if they are inherited, his current strength will naturally be much stronger than before.
Obtaining Chu Fengmian's wealth is not the most important thing. Killing Chu Fengmian is the biggest reason why Young Master Yannan is winning over everyone now.
He had a grudge against Chu Fengmian. As long as Chu Fengmian was given a chance, he would definitely kill Young Master Yannan.
Now it is necessary to kill Chu Fengmian before Chu Fengmian grows up, so there is no harm in sharing more of the wealth.
Killing Chu Fengmian is the real business.
"Surround and kill Chu Fengmian?"
The Holy Son's eyes turned and he said calmly.
"I am not interested in this matter. I have gained something from this assessment. Now it is important to leave the Holy Land and seek a breakthrough."
"As for the encirclement and killing of Chu Fengmian, with your strength, it is enough."
As the Holy Son spoke, he flashed and left directly.
Deal with Chu Fengmian?
Chu Fengmian's wealth is of course very attractive, but there are also great risks involved in this matter.
Now the Holy Son has gained countless benefits from the assessment. He is the one who has benefited the most among everyone present. Although Chu Fengmian's wealth is tempting, it is not worth his efforts.
He is the future master of the black market, so naturally he is not willing to deal with Chu Fengmian so desperately.
"Hmph, that guy from the Holy Son has escaped by himself."
Young Master Yan Nan snorted coldly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
The Heart-Killing Demon Art practiced by the Holy Son, if used during a siege, would be enough to cause great trouble to Chu Fengmian.
It was precisely because of this that Young Master Yan Nan chose to win over the Holy Son, but he did not expect that the Holy Son would not cooperate with them at all and just left.
"Forget it, Mr. Yannan. With this holy son gone, there will be one less person to share the boy's wealth."
Feng Poxuan turned his eyes and said.
"I don't have any grudge against Chu Fengmian, but it would be too greedy for one person to obtain this rich treasure of the Great Emperor."
"My requirements are not high. How about I get a share of that kid's wealth?"
"Okay, with Brother Feng's help, I will be even more confident in dealing with this kid!"
Young Master Yannan nodded and agreed.
Feng Poxuan's strength was not inferior to them, but Feng Poxuan, the four warriors at the peak of the wind control realm, besieged Chu Fengmian together.
The four wind-controlling warriors, even if they let Zhi Lingtian come here, would probably be killed. It is impossible for warriors under the saints to be their dead-man opponents.
As for the last person.
The eyes of the four people couldn't help but look at Mo Ruoxue at the end.
Although she and Chu Fengmian had no grudges, they knew the relationship between Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli.
Now, as a disciple of Hanxue Pavilion, no one knows whether Mo Ruoxue will join them in dealing with Chu Fengmian.
"I wonder if Fairy Mo is interested in dealing with that boy Chu Fengmian?"
Mr. Yan Nan simply asked.
If Mo Ruoxue's attitude is always extremely vague, there will be trouble in the future, so it is better to ask directly.
Since Mo Ruoxue is willing to come for discussion, she naturally has related thoughts in her heart.
"Dealing with Chu Fengmian? I'm not very interested."
Mo Ruoxue said coldly, but as she said it, the conversation suddenly changed.
"But since this kid dares to attack Junior Sister Han, he is not a good person. Kill him to prevent him from provoking Junior Sister Han."
This sentence has completely revealed Mo Ruoxue's attitude.
"Okay! Fairy Mo is willing to join us. Naturally, you will have a share of Chu Fengmian's wealth."
Mr. Yan Nan laughed loudly and said.
As a result, they now have five warriors at the peak of the Wind Control Realm.
Unless a saint comes, Chu Fengmian will definitely die this time.
In this holy land, saints are not allowed to enter. Even if Chu Fengmian's master, Saint Xuanbei, wanted to save Chu Fengmian, there was nothing he could do.
Chu Fengmian will die today.
Naturally, Chu Fengmian didn't know what was going on outside. He was still helping Han Yueli wholeheartedly to dispel the cold poison from his body.
In the palm of Chu Fengmian's hand, the medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Years Fire Lotus was gradually being consumed bit by bit.
Every bit of medicinal power consumed by this Ten Thousand Years Fire Lotus is also dispelling the cold poison on Han Yueli's body.
For an hour, Chu Fengmian's face turned pale.
The medicinal power of the holy medicine is extremely huge. To use the medicinal power of the holy medicine is an extremely labor-intensive task.
What's more, Han Yueli's body is extremely fragile now because it is cold and hot at the same time. If Chu Fengmian makes a mistake, the strength of the two will be uneven.
Whether it was the cold poison on Han Yueli's body or the power of the Ten Thousand Years Fire Lotus, it was enough to make Han Yueli fall on the spot.
The extremely nervous spirit caused countless beads of sweat to drip from Chu Fengmian's forehead.