Ye Xiyue understood instantly: "Did they give this fire spirit beast to Cheng Lingsu?"
Emperor Shitian nodded.
"Seventh-grade magical beasts are rare, let alone one at a young age. This is indeed a big temptation for Cheng Lingsu who just lost his contracted magical beast."
Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows: "So, Hong Ming really cares about his only disciple."
No wonder he agreed.
But having said that, Liu Chunjiang was really willing to give up the young fire spirit beast as soon as he said so.
Seemingly reading her thoughts, Emperor Shitian explained: "I heard that the fire spirit beast was originally intended to be given to Liu Wenfei by Liu Chunjiang, but now that Liu Wenfei is like this, it is a blessing to be able to save his life, let alone
It’s about the contract with the monster."
With Liu Wenfei's former Spirit Emperor strength, it was already a bit reluctant to contract with this young fire spirit beast, let alone now.
Rather than leaving it there to waste, it would be better to give it to the Cheng family in exchange for Liu Wenfei's life.
As long as he can survive safely, Liu Chunjiang can safely take the wall-breaking pill and strive to successfully break through to the Spirit Master.
Once he breaks through that layer of shackles, he can hunt many more, let alone a young fire spirit beast.
No matter how you calculate it, this is a no-loss transaction.
"Hong Ming spent a lot of effort on Cheng Lingsu. He did this for Cheng Lingsu and for himself." Emperor Shitian said casually.
He knew all about these people in Lanling, so after receiving the news today, he was not surprised.
Ye Xiyue nodded, then suddenly remembered something and turned her head to look at Emperor Shitian.
She looked at him several times, and Di Shitian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why is Xi'er looking at me like this suddenly?"
Ye Xiyue clicked her tongue lightly.
"Nothing, I just suddenly discovered that the Emperor not only knows the situation of the major families in Lanling, but also knows Canglan who is thousands of miles away."
The three empires actually don't have much contact with each other, but when Emperor Shitian mentioned the Liu family just now, he obviously knew a lot.
What on earth is this man——
Emperor Shitian couldn't help laughing.
"Xi'er, is this a compliment?"
Ye Xiyue: "..."
Why haven't you noticed this man is so thick-skinned before?
"If Emperor Zun thinks so, then let it be."
Ye Xiyue said, looking out the window.
It's already getting dark.
Another day passed, and the wedding day was getting closer and closer.
She was quiet for a while and said softly: "I hope dad and Master Lu Xuan can reach Lanling smoothly."
Emperor Shakten kissed her forehead.
"It will be like this."
…
Cheng family.
Cheng Lingsu looked at an old man in purple robe standing next to the bookshelf.
"Master, my disciple doesn't understand."
The old man in purple robe took out a book from the bookshelf and then turned around.
He looked to be about fifty years old, with frail and gray hair, and an air of immortality.
Only those eyes occasionally shined with a hint of arrogance, and there was a hint of arrogance between the brows.
It was Hong Ming.
Cheng Lingsu met his gaze, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke:
"Although my disciple has lost the Wuling Blood Marten, the impact on himself is not big. And even without the help of the Liu family, it is not difficult for my disciple to contract a new seventh-level magic beast. Why is it like this?"
"Of course I know that."
Hong Ming spoke, his voice was low, and there was a faint stern breath,