Chapter 13888 That guy is a bandit
Chapter 13888 That guy is a bandit
Afterwards, seeing that the Dazhen Dynasty had taken out such a precious treasure, everyone in the hall was no longer stingy and each took out treasures from their storage magic weapons, whether they were precious elixirs, rare talismans, or powerful magic weapons, and presented them to Ling Xiao one by one, thus satisfying the many requests Ling Xiao had put forward before.
Ling Xiao looked at the mountain of treasures in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident and free and easy smile.
He clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to everyone, and said: "Don't worry, everyone. I, Ling Xiao, am not a money-loving person. These things are just to improve my ability to complete the task. At this critical moment of life and death, I can naturally distinguish the priorities. When I find out the truth about the Demon Sea, I will let them know that I, Ling Xiao, am not a vegetarian! I will make those demons pay a painful price for their actions!"
After saying that, Ling Xiao smiled again, with a bit of unruly and heroic in that smile.
"Okay, let's end this meeting today. I have to go and prepare. In the next few days, I will go to the Demon Sea. But I won't tell you the specific time. After all, people in this world of immortal cultivation are unpredictable. I'm afraid someone will leak the information and wish me dead. Goodbye, everyone!"
After saying this, he waved his sleeves, turned around, and strode out of the hall, leaving only a dashing figure behind as he disappeared from everyone's sight.
Inside the hall, the atmosphere was as depressing as the calm before a storm. Everyone's faces were so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of them, just like a sky covered with dark clouds, revealing endless solemnity and worry.
The looks they gave Ling Xiao were filled with suspicion and worry; their gazes were like sharp daggers, yet they could not pierce Ling Xiao directly.
The truth is that the current Dazhen Dynasty has long been infiltrated by the sea of demons and is riddled with holes. It is like a crumbling building with hidden dangers everywhere.
The spies in the Demon Sea are like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark, ready to spit out their deadly tongues at any time.
They knew very well that in this seemingly peaceful hall, who could guarantee that there were no eyes and ears from the Demon Sea? Once someone raised an opinion against Ling Xiao, it might reach the ears of the Demon Sea in the next second, bringing disaster to the already precarious situation.
Therefore, even though they were full of dissatisfaction and doubts, they could only swallow those words back into their stomachs and were unable to refute Ling Xiao.
"Goodbye!" Ling Xiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly with an uninhibited smile, and clasped his hands casually, the movement was chic and casual.
He carried the Qiankun bag full of treasures in one hand, turned around, strode out of the hall without looking back.
Under the gaze of everyone, the tall and straight figure gradually disappeared into the dense mist outside the hall door.
As soon as Ling Xiao's figure disappeared outside the hall, a cold and somewhat sarcastic voice came from the shadow in the corner of the hall.
The red-robed chief priest slowly walked out from the shadows. He was wearing a blood-red robe, the corners of which fluttered gently in the wind like a burning flame.
His face was as gloomy as the sea in a storm, his eyes flashing with anger and disdain, he gritted his teeth and said: "This boy acts like a bandit, he is rude and unreasonable, greedy to the extreme, he has no demeanor of an immortal cultivator at all. Do you really want to indulge him in such a rampage? Aren't you afraid that he will become a big problem for us in the future?"
As he spoke, the star power in his sleeves surged like a raging tide, and a powerful aura instantly filled the entire hall.
The aura was like a materialized sharp blade, scraping everyone's cheeks painfully.
Under the impact of this force, the jade cup on the table began to tremble violently, making a buzzing sound, as if groaning in pain.
Bai Qiuchi stood quietly with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in white, like a floating white cloud.
His gaze passed over the rolling clouds outside the temple; his eyes were deep and firm, as if he could see through the thick fog and understand all the truth in the world.
He spoke calmly, his voice cold and steady: "Since the Red Robe Priest feels that Ling Xiao is so unbearable, why don't you send those so-called geniuses in the Holy Hall to fight against the Demon Sea? The Holy Hall is full of talented people, so there must be many capable people."
Before he finished speaking, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped, as if an invisible cold current swept over in an instant.
The sword on Bai Qiuchi's waist seemed to sense the fighting spirit of its master and began to tremble slightly. The sword body rubbed against the ground, dragging out dazzling sparks. The sparks flickered in the dim hall like a falling star in the night sky.
The red-robed priest had his brows furrowed deeply, like two mountains towering into the clouds.
His fingertips unconsciously stroked the jade pendant engraved with star patterns on his waist. The jade pendant emitted a subtle light as he stroked it.
His eyes flickered, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and as if he was hiding his inner panic.
Upon seeing this, Bai Qiuchi slowly took half a step forward. The cloud-thunder pattern on the hem of his clothes glowed faintly, as if a mysterious power was surging through it.
He looked directly at the red-robed chief priest, his tone was filled with admonition and majesty: "You should understand the severity of the current situation. This is not the time for you to act like a child or make a fuss. Now we and Ling Xiao are in the same boat. If he is willing to stand by our side sincerely, with his strength and means, it will definitely be of great benefit to us in fighting against the Demon Sea. If we blindly reject him, it will only put us in a more passive situation."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Gun King Sikong Xuan stood up at the right time.
He was tall and strong, like an iron tower, holding a spear that was shining with cold light in his hand, and the spear exuded a sharp aura.
His voice was loud and clear, reverberating in the hall like a huge bell: "Sword King is right! Although that boy behaves eccentrically, his fighting ability is frightening, and he is especially good at assassination. The war in the Demon Sea is about to begin, and there are many geniuses in the Demon Sea, and each of them is extraordinary. If there are not a few of us young people who can hold the field, those ordinary disciples below will probably be slaughtered by the geniuses of the Demon Sea. By then, our Tyrant Empire and Dazhen Dynasty will really have no successors."
Inside the hall, the atmosphere was still as tense as a string. Everyone had their own thoughts, their eyes met from time to time, and then quickly looked away.
The Water King leaned lazily against the pillar of the palace. He was wearing a light blue brocade robe with lively water ripple patterns embroidered on it, as if he was wearing a pool of green waves on his body.
The folding fan with a landscape painting on it in his hand closed with a crisp "snap", and the ribs of the fan collided with each other, making a crisp sound that was particularly abrupt in the silent hall.
"He would have risked his life to go to the Demon Sea. The Demon Sea is a place where demons are rampant and dangers are lurking everywhere. There are deadly traps and powerful enemies everywhere. He is undoubtedly going deep into the tiger's den, so it is reasonable for him to ask for some benefits."
