Chapter 13567 Don’t play by the rules

"If this kid is willing to hand over this sword to the sect, I will naturally be determined to protect him. But ask him, is he willing?" Zhongxuan's tone was calm and firm, but it can be seen that this guy did not believe that Ling Xiao would hand over the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, and deliberately found an excuse here to keep Ling Xiao.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ling Xiao raised a sarcastic smile and said, "Of course I am willing!"

In Ling Xiao's heart, although the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword is extremely powerful and full of temptation, he knows clearly that in the current situation, his own life is the most important.

He was not a coward, but he understood that as long as there is life, there is no fear of running out of firewood. No matter how precious the treasures are, they are just external things after all. Only by living can you have the opportunity to pursue more treasures and explore more unknowns.

What's more, he has something even greater to rely on in his heart—that extremely powerful world-destroying magic needle.

Hearing this, Zhongxuan was stunned, his face full of astonishment, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He had done an in-depth investigation on Ling Xiao before, and in his opinion, Ling Xiao was a person who would rather break than bend.

Back then, when the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword appeared in the world, it aroused the covetousness of all parties. Many powerful people rushed to snatch it. The scene was truly thrilling.

In countless times when he was surrounded by powerful enemies and was in danger of being besieged by people trying to snatch the magic sword, Ling Xiao never had the slightest intention of retreating, let alone handing over the magic sword, even when he was in desperate situations.

It was precisely because he knew that Ling Xiao had a tough and indomitable character that Chong Xuan was so sure that Ling Xiao would not hand over the sword, so he dared to say such cruel words without hesitation.

However, Ling Xiao's unexpected and frank agreement at this moment was like a heavy hammer, completely disrupting all his previous calculations. Chongxuan couldn't help but feel bitter, and he realized that he was too conceited after all and had miscalculated.

He never thought that Ling Xiao would be so straightforward and willing to hand over the sword that had caused so many disputes. This sudden change made him a little overwhelmed for a moment, and his heart was like a turmoil.

On the one hand, he was upset about his misjudgment; on the other hand, he was worried that there might be some conspiracy behind this. After all, according to his understanding of Ling Xiao, this change was really unreasonable.

What made him even more embarrassed was that he absolutely could not accept this sword at this moment. Chongxuan knew the interests involved very well. Once he accepted the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, the Demon Tower would instantly become the target of public criticism.

Those forces outside, whether it is the Zhengqitang which has always regarded itself as righteous, or the equally powerful Zhaixinglou, or even those other forces that have been eyeing the Demon Sword and are ready to make a move, will use this as an excuse and join forces to deal with the Demon Tower without hesitation.

By then, the Demon Tower would be facing an unprecedented crisis, and it might even be completely destroyed. He could not afford this consequence, so he could only reluctantly refuse the sword that was before him.

Seeing Chongxuan’s grim expression, Chongtian on the side couldn’t help but sneer.

His tone was full of sarcasm as he said, "Brother, you are worse than a child. Since you don't dare to make a promise, why bother pretending? Ling Xiao is my junior fellow apprentice of Chongtian, not a disciple of the Demon Tower. If you want to stop him, you have to ask me first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura instantly erupted from Chongtian's body. The air around him seemed to be ignited, violently fluctuating, forming circles of air waves visible to the naked eye, surging and spreading in all directions.

The trees in the bamboo forest seemed to have been attacked by strong winds and huge waves. The thick trunks were shaking violently, making "creaking" sounds, as if they would break at the next moment.

The fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up, flying wildly in the air like frightened butterflies. The entire bamboo forest seemed to feel his surging anger and began to shake wildly as if being manipulated by an invisible giant hand.

Chongxuan frowned. He knew Chongtian's character very well. He knew that once he got really angry, he would be like an enraged beast and would be difficult to calm down.

Moreover, Chongxuan also understood that it would not be wise to confront Chongtian head-on at this moment.

On the one hand, Chongtian’s strength should not be underestimated, and if a fight really breaks out, he may not be able to gain the upper hand; on the other hand, he does not want to completely fall out with Chongtian because of this matter. After all, they are from the same school, and if they fight, it will only make outsiders laugh at them, and may also bring more trouble to the Demon Tower.

So, he sighed, as if he had put down a huge stone in his heart, and compromised: "Forget it, I will give you a favor. Let him go. The day he steps out of the Demon Tower, he will have nothing to do with the Demon Tower. His life or death will also have nothing to do with our Demon Tower."

After saying this, his figure flashed and turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared on the spot, leaving only a voice echoing in the bamboo forest: "Leave the Demon Tower within one stick of incense, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Chongtian sighed deeply, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and relief. He turned to look at Lingxiao beside him and said in a firm tone:
"Junior brother, you don't have to pay attention to that idiot. Our master has already agreed to accept you as his disciple. During this period of time, you just need to be patient for a while. When our master returns from seclusion, I wonder who in this magic building dares to touch you!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao felt a warm current in his heart, and his eyes sparkled with gratitude. He bowed respectfully to Zhong Tian and Zhong Ruo beside him, and said sincerely: "I, Ling Xiao, will always remember the help from you two brothers! I will never forget it!"

After saying that, Ling Xiao's eyes inadvertently swept over the maid standing not far away. Her figure seemed a little thin under the dim light of the Demon Tower.

Ling Xiao knew that this maid was sent by Miss Jin to deliver a message, and he couldn't help but feel grateful to Miss Jin for her righteous help.

He nodded slightly and whispered to the maid: "After you go back, please thank Miss Jin for me. I, Ling Xiao, will never forget her kindness."

Upon hearing this, the maid bowed slightly, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she seemed to be quite fond of Ling Xiao's politeness and tenacity. She knew that this young man who was about to become the master's new apprentice was definitely not an ordinary person, and the future of the Demon Tower might cause a new wave because of him.

Ling Xiao said no more, and his figure flashed, and he quickly disappeared into the deep corridor of the Demon Tower like a ghost. His heart was full of expectations and determination for the future. He knew that as long as his master returned, he would be able to stand up straight in this Demon Tower and no longer be bullied by anyone.

At this moment, the Demon Tower was still immersed in a complex and subtle atmosphere. Ling Xiao's departure seemed to be just a tiny ripple in this huge force, but no one could predict what kind of storm this ripple would eventually cause. (End of this chapter)