Chapter 13281: They are all thinking about the treasure

"Let's go." Seeing that everyone had arrived, Hua Shan smiled gently, and her voice was soft but firm. Her eyes swept across everyone's face, as if silently confirming everyone's preparation and determination.

Just as everyone was getting ready to leave, a familiar yet unexpected voice suddenly rang out: "Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Everyone turned around and saw Master Qi walking slowly towards them with a faint smile on his face, but that smile hid an indescribable complex emotion.

Master Qi walked up to the crowd, looked at them firmly, and slowly said, "My hatred for the Soul Clan is greater than yours. I must be counted as one of the members of this mission."

Although his voice was soft, it revealed unquestionable determination, as if every word carried the weight of his past and firm belief.

Hua Shan was about to refuse when she heard Ling Xiao speak up first, "Alright, Master Qi, protect Hua Shan and the others. I'm going to challenge the Soul Clan's genius later."

There was a hint of teasing and confidence in Ling Xiao's words, as if he had already regarded this unknown battle as a sure thing.

Upon hearing this, Master Qi's lips curled up into a relieved smile. He patted his chest and answered confidently, "No problem!"

There was a firm light in his eyes, which showed his confidence in his own strength and was also a response to Ling Xiao's frivolity and challenge.

In Qi Gongzi's mind, apart from the two top masters of the Soul Clan, Hun Wuxu and Tianhun Saintess, he no longer took the rest of the opponents seriously. He had the confidence and the ability to protect Hua Shan and the others and ensure that they would be safe and sound during this mission.

When Hua Shan heard Ling Xiao say this, a hint of helplessness flashed across her eyes, but more of it was trust and understanding for Ling Xiao.

She nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing to Master Qi's decision to join the team.

A group of seven people set off quickly and orderly under the rising sun. Their figures lengthened in the sunlight, and every step they took showed firm determination and fearless courage.

In the distance, on the city wall, Wang Zhenshou's gaze pierced through the night and fell on the team that was about to leave. There was both worry and expectation in his eyes.

He turned to look at Zhao Heng beside him, and said in a low and powerful voice: "Follow us, just in case. But remember, don't joke with your life, you must come back alive."

Wang Zhenshou's words were full of concern and entrustment for Zhao Heng. He was well aware of the danger of this mission, but he also understood that sometimes, necessary sacrifices and risks were inevitable for a greater goal.

Zhao Heng's expression became extremely solemn when he heard this. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all his courage and determination into his chest.

He nodded, his voice firm and powerful: "I understand!" His eyes flashed with unprecedented firmness and determination, as if at this moment, he had found his true mission and direction.

He continued:
"I originally thought that it was my duty to protect this place, but after meeting Ling Xiao, I knew that he was more suitable than me. He has courage and determination that I cannot match. He is more suitable than Zhang Ruochen to be the one who kills the Soul Clan. This time, I will do my best to protect him and myself."

Zhao Heng's words were full of admiration and trust for Ling Xiao. He understood that Ling Xiao's appearance not only added powerful combat effectiveness to their team, but also brought them unprecedented hope and confidence.

In the sunlight, Zhao Heng's figure appears particularly tall and firm. He seems to be ready to meet all challenges. No matter whether there are thorns or mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, he will move forward without hesitation to protect this land and to protect the faith and hope in his heart.

“There are many people in the Demon-Suppressing Mansion who think the same as you do.” There was a hint of helplessness and emotion in Wang Zhenshou’s smile. His eyes seemed to penetrate the dense forest and see deeper places.

"This kid has become famous. Every action he takes, every victory he wins, continues to enhance his reputation and status."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng shook his head gently, his eyes revealing an indescribable complex emotion.

"It's different." He said slowly, his voice low and powerful.

"I admire him purely as a person, his courage, wisdom and determination. But those guys are different. They are after the treasures on this kid, the treasures that can decide the outcome of the battle.

Many forces are secretly plotting against him, hoping that he can take out the treasure to fight against the Soul Clan and win a decisive victory for the Demon Suppression House."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenshou couldn't help but sigh, with a trace of worry and helplessness flashing in his eyes. "Actually, this is understandable!"

He said slowly, with some understanding and sympathy in his voice.

“After all, the Demon Suppression Mansion is much weaker than the Soul Suppression Mansion. Without special treasures, it is difficult to win in the confrontation with the Soul Clan.

So these people, in order to increase their chances of winning, spared no expense, and even found the Palace Master, the City Lord, and me, hoping that we could persuade Ling Xiao to use the treasure for the sake of the overall situation and the future of the Demon Suppression Palace."

At this point, a complex emotion flashed in Wang Zhenshou's eyes. He understood that although these people's actions were well-intentioned, they might also bring great pressure and trouble to Ling Xiao.

After all, that treasure is Ling Xiao's personal property. Whether to use it should be decided by him, not by others.

"Are you going to do it?" Zhao Heng's voice suddenly carried a hint of nervousness and uneasiness. His eyes flickered in the sunlight, as if looking for some answer or comfort.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenshou shook his head gently, his brows furrowed, and his eyes revealed a kind of worry that came from careful consideration.

"This is yet to be decided by the Lord of the Mansion!" He said slowly, with a hint of helplessness and caution in his voice.

"In my opinion, it is better not to touch Ling Xiao's treasure. The secrets of that kid and the power he may hide behind him are probably not something we can bear. Although we in the Demon Suppression Mansion need powerful forces to fight against the Soul Clan, we cannot lose our minds and make decisions that may cause greater disasters."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists unconsciously, as if he was fighting against some kind of struggle and anxiety in his heart.

"That's right," he said in a deep voice, with a firm conviction in his voice.

"I believe that the Palace Master would not be stupid enough to steal Ling Xiao's treasure. Ling Xiao is the hope of our Demon Suppression Palace. His existence itself has brought us countless possibilities and hopes. We should not destroy this rare opportunity because of momentary greed and short-sightedness."