1856 Empyrean Death

"Can't go? Lass, do you know what you're saying?"

Gu Tianque's brows furrowed, clearly somewhat unhappy.

This kind of massive lucky chance placed in front of him, whoever stopped him would simply be like the great enmity of killing one's father.

Even if the one who stopped him was his own disciple.

Leng Qiuling still had an icy-cold face as she said calmly, "Master, there's something fishy about this Empyrean inheritance."

Leng Qiuling repeated Ye Yuan's words, Gu Tianque listened until his brows were tightly knitted.

"What can that mean? Do you know what an Empyrean legacy signifies to Master?" Gu Tianque was still unmoved.

The allure of an Empyrean legacy was seriously too great. Especially for Gu Tianque this kind, who basically had no hopes of making any more breakthroughs.

Leng Qiuling was rather anxious as she said, "Ten days, just ten days, alright?"