The Undying Thunder, this thing, is simply the ultimate weapon at this stage. If used well, even the Thirteenth Prince must fear him sowhat.
"Alright, everyone stop arguing. Jian Kun intended to murder Ling Xiao, and his death is well deserved. Let’s stop discussing him.
Let’s talk about tonight’s banquet instead.
The Thirteenth Prince, you all know who he is. In his presence, don’t act as arrogantly as you do before .
Otherwise, if you’re killed, don’t bla for not warning you."
Lin Quan’s words were clearly a warning to Ling Xiao.
It’s unclear if he’s intentionally provoking Ling Xiao, wanting him to cause trouble, or if he’s afraid Ling Xiao might cause trouble.
But regardless, Ling Xiao didn’t take it to heart.
He’s not one to easily provoke others, but he hopes the Thirteenth Prince won’t provoke him.
...
Night falls.
The Eight Immortals Palace in Eight Immortals County City suddenly beca lively.
Top martial artists from the three great forces: Eight Immortals Mountain, Tianfeng Group, and Yue State Palace, all gathered here.
Waiting for the Thirteenth Prince who had long refused to show himself.
Ling Xiao reclined against the wall, sipping fine wine, chatting casually with Lin Ruoxian and Yue Shang by his side.
"This Thirteenth Prince really knows how to put on airs, huh? We’re all here, yet he won’t show himself. He clearly doesn’t care about us."
The speaker was a martial artist from Tianfeng Group.
Ling Xiao hadn’t seen this person before, but Lin Ruoxian had and inford him that it was Chen Bao, one of Tianfeng Group’s top fighters after Chen Beixuan and Chen Xuanfeng!
Chen Bao, true to his na, has a violent temper.
Regardless of who the Thirteenth Prince is, he was already a bit impatient.
Because most at Eight Immortals Mountain were acquaintances, Ling Xiao was too lazy to observe them, instead examining Tianfeng Group carefully.
Everyone from Tianfeng Group wore armor.
There were platinum, gold, and silver armor types.
This also symbolizes their three tiers of power.
Platinum is the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Seventh Layer Hell Cultivation, there is only one, certainly the Tianfeng Group leader, Chen Changsheng.
His strength is comparable to the Eight Immortals Mountain leader Lin Quan, probably comparable to the Thirteenth Prince too.
But he’s certainly much older than the Thirteenth Prince.
The gold armor should be First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Sixth Layer Cultivation, equal in number to Eight Immortals Mountain.
One person sat beside Chen Changsheng, constantly staring at Lin Yuetian, presumably Chen Beixuan.
"Humph, that Chen Beixuan treats Lin Yuetian as his only rival, yet he doesn’t know Brother Ling Xiao’s prowess.
Inside the Bull God Labyrinth, he’ll definitely be greatly surprised."
Seeing Chen Beixuan’s disregard for Ling Xiao, Yue Shang was rather displeased.
"No bother, it’s good to keep a low profile, quietly prosper."
Ling Xiao smiled, knowing when it’s ti to shine, he naturally would, but if not, he wouldn’t bother competing.
Suddenly, two slightly oppressive gazes focused on him.
Ling Xiao was slightly startled, finding it was Chen Changsheng.
This old fox, who knows how old he is, looked exactly like a young man.
Ling Xiao knew what this guy ant by staring at him, he had previously killed this old fox’s son.
Also the steward of Demon Shadow Sect in Eight Immortals County City.
The old guy never said anything, but undoubtedly held a grudge.
Ling Xiao chuckled silently. If it were the past, he would probably be quite wary of Chen Changsheng.
But now, he wasn’t afraid.
In fact, he directly laughed aloud: "The Tianfeng Group leader isn’t interested in good-looking n, is he? Why keep staring at ? I’m not interested."
"How dare you! Who do you think you are to insult our leader?"
Chen Bao roared in violent anger.
"And who do you think you are to yell at my Brother Ling Xiao?"
Ling Xiao hadn’t even spoken when Yue Shang stood up, releasing a fierce aura that made Chen Bao shut his mouth.
Yue Shang now possessed Hell Early Stage Cultivation at the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Sixth Layer Hell.
Chen Bao was rely at the Pinnacle of the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Fifth Layer.
In front of Yue Shang, he was nothing.
"So you’re Ling Xiao!"
The matter with Tianfeng Group wasn’t over when things stirred from the Yue State Palace.
The one asking was none other than Duke Yates himself.
This old man already had a head full of white hair, with deep wrinkles on his face.
Yet the power emanating from inside him was no less than Chen Changsheng or Lin Quan.
Indeed, he was also a Hell Cultivation Martial Artist at the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Seventh Layer Hell.
Nearby him sat five Hell Cultivation Martial Artists at the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Sixth Layer Hell.
One of them was Dawn Wind Moon.
Originally, there were six, and Commander Chen was annihilated by Ling Xiao, leaving only five.
"A humble subject indeed is Ling Xiao, greetings Duke Yates!"
Ling Xiao feigned a greeting by standing respectfully, folding his hands.
Sotis, formalities must be observed.
"You still recognize yourself as rely a commoner. You destroyed the Thirteenth Prince’s Heavenly Thunder Pit, stole the Heavenly Thunder Jade Marrow, and took advantage of Dawn Wind Moon’s injury to injure him.
Even more shafully, you used so despicable ans to kill my Yue State Palace’s Commander Chen.
How do you plan on explaining these actions?"
This statent caused widespread shock.
All astonished at how this Ling Xiao character quietly carried out such earth-shattering deeds.
"What can I say? The Heavenly Thunder Pit is a divine gift; even royalty cannot exclusively claim it. Since the Heavenly Thunder Jade Marrow chose to journey with , I must be deserving of it, but your Yue State Palace folk insisted on pursuing .
I had no choice and had to ask my master for help.
Oh, by the way, you might have heard, my master is a powerful entity from Golden Heaven, although she’s left, she entrusted with a Magical Treasure.
Unfortunately, to save my life, this treasure was used to kill Commander Chen. Alas, should soone act against again, I’ll have no choice but to have my master intervene.
Don’t say your tiny Yue State Palace, even the Chen Dynasty might not withstand her wrath."
Ling Xiao said this to hide his strength, but also to deliberately let the Thirteenth Prince eavesdropping outside hear it.
He, Ling Xiao, isn’t one to be toyed with easily.
If angered, his master would step in; not even the Chen Royal Clan could withstand it.
"You’re at least a man, must you hide behind your master forever? Can’t you prove yourself with your own strength?"
Duke Yates indeed showed so trepidation.
Not because he easily believed Ling Xiao’s words.
But a spy sent to Eight Immortals Mountain also reported the scary nature of that woman.
Couple this with Commander Chen’s inexplicable death, it couldn’t possibly be Ling Xiao’s doing.
All this made him trust Ling Xiao’s words.
"Idiot, would you expect the Thirteenth Prince to abandon his royal title? I say, Duke Yates, are you senile, speaking without thinking?"
Ling Xiao derisively laughed.
Logically, given his status, he shouldn’t be speaking to Duke Yates as an equal.
Yet he spoke, mocking, leaving Duke Yates speechless, blushing with sha.
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