Chapter 13547 Senior Brother Giving Gifts

Chapter 13547 Senior Brother Giving Gifts
Leaving the base of the Tyrant Empire, Ling Xiao's steps were steady and firm, as if every step was at the node of fate.

His eyes were deep and his brows were cold, and he had obviously made up his mind. He found four golden flowers. These four women were his right-hand men, each with extraordinary abilities. They stood in front of Ling Xiao, respectful, waiting for his instructions.

Ling Xiao raised his eyes slightly, and said in a low and powerful voice: "Is there anyone in this Zhaixing Tower who does things for money?"

One of the four golden flowers stepped forward, bowed, and spoke respectfully and cautiously: "Master, there is indeed a force in Zhaixing Tower called the 'Money Gang'. This Money Gang acts in secret, and no one knows where it is.

But everyone knows that the Money Gang does things for money, and they dare to do anything as long as they are paid. Whether it is assassination, intelligence, or other shady activities, as long as the spirit stones are in place, they will take on the task without hesitation. "

Ling Xiao heard this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he was quite interested in this "Money Gang". He pondered for a moment, and then continued to ask: "How strong are the warriors of the Money Gang?"

Another of the Four Golden Flowers took over the conversation, with a bit of fear in his tone: "Looking at the entire Zhaixing Tower, the strength of the Money Gang is probably second only to Zhaixing Tower, the Demon Tower, and the Righteousness Hall.

Their warriors are all extraordinary, especially their leader, who is said to be unfathomable. There are even rumors that he once fought against the owner of Zhaixing Tower and did not lose. Because of this, although the Money Gang acts in secret, no one in Zhaixing Tower dares to underestimate it. "

Ling Xiao nodded, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He smiled coldly, with a bit of ruthlessness in his tone: "Okay, contact them for me and tell them that you want to kill someone and ask them to do it. The money is negotiable."

The four golden flowers looked at each other after hearing this, and there was a trace of worry in their eyes. One of them said cautiously: "Master, this money is very expensive, and the stronger the opponent is, the more expensive it is... If the target is extremely powerful, I am afraid the number of spirit stones required will be extremely shocking."

Ling Xiao waved his hand, his expression indifferent, as if he didn't care about the consumption of money: "It doesn't matter, I don't have anything else, but I still have a lot of spirit stones. Now this Zhaixing Tower is no longer safe for me. If I want to survive, I can only find a way myself. You go, contact the Jinqian Gang as soon as possible, don't delay."

Seeing that Ling Xiao had made up his mind, the four golden flowers said no more and responded in unison, "Yes, sir!" Then they turned and left, their figures quickly disappearing in the dim corridor, as if they had never appeared.

Ling Xiao stood there, watching them leave, a complicated look flashing in his eyes. He looked up into the distance, the tall tower of Zhaixing Building looming in the night, like a dormant beast that could open its bloody mouth at any time.

He knew that he was already in the middle of a huge vortex, and if he was not careful, he might be doomed.

After a moment, Ling Xiao retracted his gaze and turned to walk towards the direction of the Demon Tower. His steps were still steady, but his back revealed a sense of loneliness and determination. He knew that the road ahead would be even more dangerous, but he had no choice but to move forward step by step.

It was a dark night, and the wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound, as if playing a prelude to the coming storm.

In the bamboo forest, the breeze blew gently, and the bamboo leaves rustled, as if whispering some hidden emotions. Chongtian stood deep in the bamboo forest, his figure as straight as a pine tree, but his eyes were filled with deep disappointment and anger. His eyes were like knives, staring straight ahead, as if he wanted to see through everything in front of him.

"You're still going out?" Chongtian's voice was as cold as ice, with a hint of suppressed anger, as if it could erupt at any time.

Ling Xiao walked out slowly from the bamboo shadows with a cynical smile on his face, seeming to not care about Chongtian's anger at all.

He spread his hands and said in a relaxed tone: "Brother, calm down. I am doing this to become stronger. I believe you already know my identity, so I won't hide it. Those guys have been eyeing me covetously, and I don't like to be beaten passively."

Although his tone was frivolous, there was a sharp gleam in his eyes, and he was obviously aware of his situation.

"Still laughing!" Zhongtian sighed helplessly, frowning, with a tone of reproach and worry in his voice: "Do you know that the Righteousness Hall has used a counter-espionage strategy? Now there are people in the Demon Tower who are ready to make a move against you. Although they have no grudge against you, the treasure on you really makes many people unable to stop."

The atmosphere in the bamboo forest suddenly became solemn, and even the wind seemed to stagnate for a moment. Ling Xiao's smile faded slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to his nonchalant look. He tilted his head and suddenly asked, "Brother, have you ever thought about getting my treasure?"

Upon hearing this, Chongtian snorted coldly and stared at Lingxiao with a look of disdain and self-mockery in his tone: "Hmph, you don't have to test me. I know myself well. The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword is not something that everyone can possess. Otherwise, it wouldn't have remained silent for thousands of years and just appeared in the world, and you would have obtained it."

When he said this, his tone softened slightly, but his expression remained serious: "I have temporarily used the authority of our master to suppress them, but this kind of thing cannot last forever. You will have to face it yourself in the end."

After Ling Xiao heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression. He lowered his head in silence for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Chongtian firmly: "Brother, I understand what you mean. But this road is chosen by me, no matter how many dangers there are ahead, I will go on."

"But I still want to thank you, Senior Brother." Ling Xiao bowed his hands and said with sincere gratitude in his tone. His eyes fell on Chongtian, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. Although he was always laughing and scolding on weekdays, he always had respect for this senior brother in his heart.

Chongtian waved his hand, with a look of helplessness and concern: "You call me senior brother, how can I ignore you. It's a pity that my ability is limited and I can't help you much." When he said this, his tone paused slightly, then he took out an exquisite black wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to Lingxiao.

The box was pitch black, with intricate patterns carved on the surface, faintly revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Chongtian gently opened the box, and three pills lay quietly inside. The pills were pitch black, with a faint luster on the surface, as if they contained some kind of profound power.

There was a heart-pounding aura lingering around the elixir, as if even the air was shocked by it and became heavy.