Bab 270: Imperial Sword

As the bright moon shone, the river gushed downstream.

After the death of the old turtle, its essence was being absorbed by Fang Yuan and all that was left was a turtle shell and a faint glow around it.

"Do you mind?"

Fang Yuan casually glanced at Li Luan. "Do you have the interest to join god dao? If that is so, by all means, take over him. After all, it wouldn't be hard to be appointed by the human dao…"

However, it all boiled down to her own luck if she could be given a title by the heavens as well.

"Talking about following god dao, you have already controlled Heizi River for three years. Why are there no improvements in your cultivation?"

Li Luan bit her lip and smiled. "We have different goals so there's no meaning in this conversation!"

"That's true…"

Fang Yuan nodded his head but was secretly shocked.