I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night Chapter 621 - 372: The Child Nurturing Medicine! The Saint M

Pei Xiong led the thousand soldiers and stood quietly beside Marquis Lingyou.

He bowed his head, saying nothing.

Instinctively, he couldn’t help but tighten his grip on the sword hilt.

Will the Three Prefectures face a great disaster?

Will the Mortal World beco desolate?

His heart trembled slightly, forcefully suppressing the turmoil within, he slowly raised his head and said: "If Marquis’ dojo could advance further and expand, you could be promoted to Duke Wei Ling! But to be crowned king, it requires many years of accumulation..."

"Steadfast effort, diligent practice, accumulation over ti, that is what diocre people do! We, as n of honor, keep our talents hidden, wait for the right mont, and when the opportunity arises, we soar to great heights. Why bother with accumulation?"

Marquis Lingyou glanced at him and slowly said: "Just like you, fortunately promoted to the role of Prison Guard General of Thousand Flags, for further promotion, it would take at least a hundred years, possibly even a millennium... Following today, is your ti!"

As his words fell, Marquis Lingyou waved his hand and moved forward, asking, "Do you know when opportunity arises?"

Pei Xiong replied: "I do not know."

Marquis Lingyou slowly said: "Each ti the Holy Land becos the Forbidden Land, lasting for sixty years, these Three Prefectures lose leadership, like a dragon without a head... It’s considered a major disaster that recurs every sixties cycle!"

"In this age, few are long-lived, so often a sixty-year cycle encompasses a person’s lifeti! For many, from birth to death, they are trapped in this great calamity... Seeing neither past prosperity nor future hope!"

"And now, the Saint Master has accepted the Supre Town Object to appoint the next Saint Master, eliminating the disaster engulfing the Three Prefectures."

"Yet, with the fall of the Saint Master, although the Saint Master has replaced him, most ancient beings still wish to eliminate the Saint Master!"

"In such a ti, any evil beyond tier, seeking chaos, will surely unsettle the Three Prefectures."

Marquis Lingyou sighed and said: "The dicine Gatherer has long included the Longevity True Monarch in its nu! Today, encountering him, yet not consuming him, can you guess why?"

Pei Xiong hesitated and said: "There must be a greater plan!"

Marquis Lingyou nodded with a smile and said: "He has one foot in the ranks of True Gods... His every move can stir up tempestuous waves, and the matter he plans must overturn the Three Prefectures!"

"Such an opportunity, which only occurs once in thousands of years, gave an inkling of the opportunity for kingship!"

"If the guess is correct, he has already decided the death date of the Longevity True Monarch, only when the Wutong Divine Mother forms her own Grotto Heaven..."

"The Master of South Mountain Sacred Land is the leader of the Human Clan! Wutong Divine Mother, the strongest of the old gods of the Three Prefectures, protects the Human Clan! With both absent, the Saint Master stands alone, a single log can’t support a house..."

Pei Xiong imdiately understood and whispered: "The fall of the Saint Master, though catastrophic, Wutong Divine Mother remains? If the Divine Mother is gone, and the new ruler is not settled, that is the greatest calamity for the Three Prefectures?"

"Indeed!"

Marquis Lingyou sighed and said: "They feel that the current disaster is not big enough, waiting for the Divine Mother to leave, to stir an even bigger calamity! Wouldn’t this be an opportunity for ?"

Saying this, he hesitated again and said: "However, the disaster at Yuan Shan City last ti didn’t even cause a ripple before disappearing."

"This ti, the fall of the Saint Master, which should have caused calamity, also dissipated without trace."

"Twice the calamity, originally tempestuous waves, yet not even a splash was made."

"Do you think this has sothing to do with the so-called great luck of the Human Clan?"

Marquis Lingyou pondered and said: "Luck is such an elusive thing, invisible, untouchable... With my current cultivation, I can’t perceive it, sotis even doubting the truth of luck!"

He pondered and said: "Yet they firmly believe in the concept of luck, could it be that the Holy Land is preserved today is also related to this?"

As his voice fell, he fell silent again, pondering for a long ti.

Not knowing how long passed, he sighed.

"Forget it, for now it has nothing to do with ."

Marquis Lingyou said: "General Pei, this ti I requested and was allowed to deploy troops. You and your thousand soldiers will follow to the mortal world... Suppress the rebellion for , then lay low for a few years..."

Pei Xiong was surprised and said: "The military order I received was that the Marquis had lost the Book of Life and Death, fearing the rebellion of subordinates like ghost gods and ancient evils, so brought our troops, deploying a thousand soldiers with the Communication God Array Map, to suppress the rebellion with the Marquis! You ntioned laying low..."

Marquis Lingyou calmly said: "The fall of the Saint Master, which should have caused calamity, though it failed to stir waves, but after the success of Wutong Divine Mother, forming her own Grotto Heaven... A greater calamity is bound to descend upon the Three Prefectures!"

He slowly said: "Taking this opportunity, I will expand my dojo, and beco Duke Wei Ling is a sure thing! With help, I may rise to kingship and stand in the mortal world!"

Saying this, he looked at Pei Xiong, saying: "You will accompany ! If promoted to Duke Wei Ling, you will be granted the title of General of the Five Thousand Flag Underworld Great Prison! If I obtain kingship, you will be the commander of the Yin Soldiers under my command!"

"..."

Pei Xiong, hearing these words, bowed and greeted: "I am willing to serve the Marquis!"

Marquis Lingyou patted his shoulder, his tone profound: "General Pei, this is your opportunity!"

Pei Xiong’s heart trembled slightly, feeling that Marquis Lingyou’s words harbored a deeper aning.

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To the west of the Residual Prison Mansion.

The Forbidden Land was in turmoil.

The Longevity True Monarch roared furiously, and eight thousand miles of land were engulfed in his terror.

The dicine Gatherer passed by the Residual Prison Mansion, entered this eight thousand miles of land, making no effort to conceal its tracks.

This clearly indicated that he regarded these eight thousand miles of Forbidden Land as his dicine garden.

He was here to inspect his own dicine garden!

It’s no secret that the dicine Gatherer was looking for the Longevity True Monarch!