Duanmu Wan'er was very considerate.

Ye Fan nodded, and his gratitude to Wan'er became even stronger.

Over the years, Wan'er has really done a lot for herself.

Ye Jian and the others have followed Duanmu Wan'er around.

But Ye Fan walked into the Immortal Palace Hall alone.

"Well, little one, how are you thinking about it?"

"It's not too late for you to become my master now."

"Under my guidance, your strength will improve by leaps and bounds."

"Moreover, there is a treasured place for cultivation in my immortal palace."

"You have been cultivating for ten years inside, and only one year outside."

As if sensing Ye Fan's arrival, the phantom of the Red Dust Sword Immortal immediately appeared and continued to persuade Ye Fan to become his teacher.

Ye Fan was shocked when he heard this.

"Are you serious?"

"Does your fairy palace really have such a magical treasure?"

Ten years inside and one year outside.

This is a tenfold time acceleration.

At this time, there are only more than three years left before the end.

In other words, if Ye Fan practices there, he can practice for more than thirty years.

The probability of breaking through to the divine realm has undoubtedly increased greatly!

Facing Ye Fan's doubts, Jian Boyou smiled proudly.

"what is this?"

"I, Jian Boyou, still have many treasures in my hand."

"As long as you respect me as your master, you will inherit my fairy sword inheritance!"

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