Chapter 13568 I have my own plan

The Demon Tower's main hall was grand and solemn, exuding a depressing atmosphere. The architectural style of the main hall was more of a simple Gothic style, with a towering dome extending toward the sky like the skeleton of a giant beast, engraved with mysterious and complex magic patterns, emitting a faint black light.

The black marble columns were thick and tall, and were also covered with reliefs of various monsters, as if telling the story of the Demon Tower's past might. The ground was paved with huge bluestone slabs, and each slab had irregular blood-red lines on it, like the blood of an ancient demon flowing.

There were huge portraits hanging on the surrounding walls. The people in the portraits were all powerful men from all generations of the Demon Tower. Their eyes were cold and majestic, looking down at the people in the hall from every angle.

There are some strangely shaped bronze candlesticks placed in the corners, with faint blue flames burning on them. The flames flicker unsteadily, giving the entire hall a strange light and shadow effect.

Chongxuan sat high on the throne that symbolized supreme authority, his heart filled with complicated emotions towards Lingxiao.

On the one hand, he has been coveting the treasure in Ling Xiao's hand for a long time, on the other hand, he also knows that Ling Xiao is not an easy person to deal with. His eyes are deep, as if he can see through people's hearts. In his eyes, the world is like his chessboard, and Ling Xiao is just a chess piece in his plan.

He seemed to be sitting calmly on the throne, but in fact he was planning how to implement his plan perfectly. He was full of confidence in the layout he was about to unfold, and he believed that he could control Ling Xiao in the palm of his hand.

On both sides were the strong men from the Demon Tower. They all had a powerful aura, but at this moment they all seemed unusually respectful.

One of them was a strong man named Mosha, who was tall and strong with bulging muscles. His exposed skin was covered with black scales. His eyes were as big as copper bells, flashing with cruelty and bloodlust. He was a figure famous for his martial arts in the Demon Tower, and he always led the charge in battle.

There is also a strong man named Mo Ying, who is thin but extremely agile. His face is always hidden under a black hood, making it difficult to see his features. He is good at assassination and sneak attacks, and is a feared assassin in the Demon Tower.

Except Chongtian, everyone else is here.

"Master, why let that kid leave? Even if Chongtian tries to stop him, we can still trap him." Mosha couldn't help but speak. His voice echoed in the hall like thunder, full of unwillingness. He was obviously dissatisfied with Ling Xiao's departure.

Chongxuan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Who told you that I would let him go? It's just that Chongtian is right. Now that we have obtained the Black Sky Sword of the Demon Lord, it will be disadvantageous to our Demon Tower. Moreover, it will not sound good if we deal with our own disciples for no reason. The Demon Tower still has to save face."

Although Chongxuan was disdainful of Chongtian's opinion, he also understood the interests involved. He didn't want to ruin the reputation of the Demon Tower because of a momentary impulse. After all, the Demon Tower was also a well-known force in this world, so he had to think long-term.

"So, Sect Master, do you think you have a way to deal with that kid?" Everyone's eyes lit up.

They were all old foxes and naturally understood Chongxuan's thoughts. Now that Ling Xiao had left the Demon Tower, the Demon Tower had no scruples. As long as they could find a reason, they could join forces with those people outside to capture Ling Xiao in the name of justice.

"But Sect Master, that boy is definitely not an ordinary warrior." An old man reminded with a frown. This old man was the think tank in the Demon Tower. His name was Mozhi. Although he was old, his mind was still sharp.

"For such a long time, so many people have wanted the treasure in his hands, but they couldn't succeed. Instead, he killed many of them. We need to be careful."

Mozhi is well aware of Ling Xiao's power. He has carefully studied Ling Xiao's past experiences and knows that Ling Xiao is extremely resourceful in battle and has unfathomable strength.

"Of course I know about this matter." Zhongxuan said calmly, "I already have a way to deal with it. If he doesn't leave Zhaixing Tower, he will definitely die here."

Chongxuan's plan is to first send someone to secretly test Ling Xiao's methods, then fabricate evidence that Ling Xiao is colluding with external forces or violating the regulations of the Magic Tower, and then unite those external forces that have long coveted Ling Xiao's treasures to encircle and suppress him in the name of maintaining justice or recovering the Magic Tower's treasures.

He would strike at the right time to ensure that Ling Xiao would not be able to escape. He believed that with his own wisdom and the powerful strength of the Demon Tower, Ling Xiao would eventually become his prey.

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On the other side, Zhengqitang, a martial arts holy place that has stood at the top of the martial arts world for hundreds of years, is now bathed in the afterglow of dusk. The golden sunlight shines through the ancient window lattices and sprinkles on the bluestone floor, adding a touch of warmth and mystery to this solemn building.

However, beneath this tranquility, there is an unknown undercurrent.

In a grand hall with simple decorations, Yu Zhengqi, the head of Zhengqitang, sat on the main seat. He was wearing a robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns. His face was calm, and his eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through the essence of all things in the world.

He gently stroked a jade slip in his hand. It was a secret letter from Night Owl. It was brief but heavy, like a huge rock pressing on his heart.

Suddenly, he opened his thin lips, and his voice, though soft, carried a majesty and determination that could not be ignored: "Night Owl has sent a letter. It seems that this demon building is really going to take action!"

Beside him was Yu Haoran, one of the elders of Zhengqi Hall. He stood as tall as a pine tree, with an unyielding pride between his brows.

He was dressed in green tights, with a long sword shining with cold light hanging on his waist. It was his partner for many years and witnessed the glory of his countless life-and-death battles.

After hearing this, his brows knitted tightly together, as if he could squeeze water out of them. His voice was deep and powerful, with a hint of surprise that was difficult to conceal: "Are you going to attack Ling Xiao?"

Yu Zhengqi nodded slightly, his eyes deep, as if he had penetrated the fog of time and space and saw a more distant future.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of vicissitudes and helplessness: "Ling Xiao's potential has surprised even me. Not only does he have outstanding martial arts, he also has an indomitable heart. He can be called a rare genius in Zhaixing Tower in a hundred years. But since the Demon Tower has decided to take action, there must be a deep meaning behind it."

Upon hearing this, Yu Haoran curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, which contained both disdain and helplessness.

He shook his head, his tone was full of sarcasm and self-mockery: "This Chongxuan, as the owner of the Demon Tower, he has always been cunning and treacherous. How could he do such a short-sighted thing?

Did he really think that by attacking Ling Xiao, he could obtain the legendary Demon Lord Black Sky Sword? How ridiculous, it was simply a foolish dream! Didn't he understand that doing so would only make the situation of the Demon Tower more difficult? "(End of this chapter)