"Do you esteemed elders believe my life is worth less than a few Divine Artifacts?"
Ling Xiao shook his head with a laugh, a swirling killing intent in his eyes.
Just kidding. He didn't believe for a second that these Immortal Sect elders wouldn't have any Divine Artifacts on them.
Of course,Divine Artifacts weren't that useful to him personally, but since he planned to build his own faction, these would become part of his foundational resources!
They won't shed tears until they see the coffin.
"No, no… This old man doesn't mean that, it's just…" Although they knew perfectly well that Ling Xiao's injury was most likely faked…
Hiss…
This Ling Xiao actually possessed the strength to withstand a Divine General's attack?
Although that Divine General elder had only struck casually,Ling Xiao's realm was merely at the Breakthrough Realm! How did he withstand the Divine General's pressure?
Could it be because of…the white robe he was wearing?
Right! How could the Ling Clan not give their heir some life-saving trump cards?
This white robe,shimmering with starlight, was clearly no ordinary item!
"Fine. Since you esteemed elders are unwilling, then… City Lord Ling…"
"Young Master, wait! We… we'll give it!!" The Divine Marquis elder gritted his teeth fiercely. They were indeed in the wrong here, and they truly couldn't afford to offend the Ling Clan any further.
Today's events were bound to sour relations between the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect and the Qin Clan.If they added the Ling Clan to the list…
"Heh, if you had been this straightforward earlier, why would we have had to go through all this unpleasantness?" A smile instantly spread across Ling Xiao's face, and even the feigned pallor vanished.
The group of Immortal Sect elders, faces dark, reluctantly retrieved several Divine Artifacts from their Qiankun Bags and handed them over to Ling Xiao.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. All Low Grade Divine Artifacts? You're all too stingy, aren't you?" Ling Xiao shook his head in mock disappointment while storing the artifacts in his own Qiankun Bag.
"You…" The elders glared with barely concealed hatred but didn't dare say another word, turning to leave immediately.
But just then, the Cloud Millet elder who had been smashed into the ground groaned awake, his face flushed with shame and humiliation.
"The Ling Clan bullies others too far!! Today, my Cloud Millet Immortal Sect will fight you to the death!!"
"Gulp."
The Divine Marquis elder's face instantly froze in horror,while a smile blossomed on Ling Xiao's lips.
Marvelous.
This idiot must have hit his head hard during the crash,right?
Daring to threaten the Ling Clan heir on Ling Clan territory?
Meanwhile, the Divine General elder flashed over, his expression a mix of grief, indignation, and a small hint of confusion?
Huh? Why do the other elders' eyes look so sinister when they look at me?
Are they blaming me for disgracing the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect?
Wait, who are those black-robed old men behind Ling Xiao?
Their auras seem… kind of badass?
"Gulp."
"Oh? And how should I address this elder?" Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips.
What a good man. The gifts weren't enough, so he's proposing to make up the difference?
"I… I am Elder Yin Zheng'ao of the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect." The Divine General elder swallowed hard. He didn't need anyone to tell him now; he could guess that his words and actions had undoubtedly stirred up trouble.
Fight to the death?
Why does it look like the Ling Clan has more experts here than our Cloud Millet Immortal Sect?
"Elder Yin, you just said you want a fight to the death with my Ling Clan?" Ling Xiao nodded with a smile. In the very next instant, demonic light blazed brilliantly in his eyes.
An oppressive, sinister pressure rolled out, almost enveloping the entire Sunset Divine Mountain.
His peerless immortal demeanor and supreme aura were on full display.
Behind him, the eyes of the several Ling Clan experts also surged with soaring fighting spirit, divine radiance erupting from their bodies and shooting towards the heavens.
At this moment, the clouds above Sunset Peak churned, Dao chimes reverberated, and it seemed a great battle was on the verge of erupting.
BOOM!
But before Ling Xiao or his men could make a move, the Cloud Millet Divine Marquis suddenly acted. He struck out with a palm, violently blasting Yin Zheng'ao through the air once more.
Blood sprayed, the metallic scent filling the air.
This palm strike was even more domineering and terrifying than the one Ling Ping had delivered earlier.
Crash.
Only after crashing through nine towering ancient trees did Elder Yin's figure finally fall from the sky.
This time,he didn't even struggle, directly losing consciousness.
"Heh, heh, Young Master Ling Xiao, please calm your anger! That Elder Yin spouted nonsense, he truly… deserves to die."
"Oh? Deserves to die? Can the dignity of my Ling Clan be offended with just a 'deserves to die'? Since your Cloud Millet Immortal Sect wants war, I will return to my clan today, report to my father, and formally declare war on your Cloud Millet Immortal Sect!" Ling Xiao snorted coldly.
The Divine Marquis elder's eyes widened sharply. Finally, without waiting for Ling Xiao to speak again, he pulled a Divine Artifact from his Qiankun Bag and offered it to him.
"Young… Young Master, you are benevolent and virtuous. How could you possibly be angered by… by a petty man like Yin Zheng'ao? This Primordial Chaos Gold-Banded Staff was obtained by this old man from an ancient ruin. I hope the Young Master will accept it."
"Oh? A Top Grade Divine Artifact? With ancient origins?" Greed instantly flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes. He directly reached out and took the black staff, then nodded with a somewhat reluctant expression. "Tell that Yin Zheng'ao: you can skip a meal, but you must never speak carelessly. The road ahead is long and endless; I advise you all to be decent people."
"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, Young Master! Then we shall take our leave now."
The one who seems least like a decent person here is you and those idiots on the side blindly egging you on!
The group of Immortal Sect elders gnashed their teeth in fury but didn't dare hesitate for a second longer. They turned, grabbed the unconscious Yin Zheng'ao, and fled towards the horizon.
"Young Master Ling Xiao!!" Qin Leng gritted his teeth, stepped forward to stand before Ling Xiao, and silently pulled a Divine Artifact from his robes, handing it to him.
"Brother Qin, what is the meaning of this?" Ling Xiao's expression turned stern, a hint of anger actually in his tone.
"Young Master, you spoke up righteously for me today and resolved my predicament. This great kindness is beyond repayment. This Wind-Fire Golden Chime Ring is the best Divine Artifact I possess, aside from my Heartless Sword. I gift it to you." There wasn't a trace of reluctance on Qin Leng's face; he was genuinely grateful to Ling Xiao from the bottom of his heart.
Especially that streak of blood on Ling Xiao's Starry Emperor Robes at this moment, which struck him with a heart-wrenching pain.
Aside from the triple snow upon your body, who else in this world is worthy of white robes?
"Brother Qin, do you think I stepped in because I coveted your Divine Artifact?" Ling Xiao snorted coldly.
Qin Leng, however, shook his head with a bitter smile. "Young Master misunderstands. This is merely a small token of my esteem. I hope the Young Master will not find it unworthy."
The Young Master loves wealth, but he acquires it through just means!
Sothis young master of a demon sect was actually the most upright and principled young hero in the Eastern Territories of the Sacred Dynasty?
As awkward as that sentence sounded,it was Qin Leng's most sincere thought.
"This…"
"Please don't refuse, Young Master. I must return and report today's events to the clan. Until we meet again!" Qin Leng directly tossed the golden ring in front of Ling Xiao as if it were a hot potato, took a deep look at him, then turned and left.
Young Master Ling Xiao, no fate in this life… let us meet in the next.
Huh?
That look?!
Could it be… Qin Leng has fallen for me?
Ding. Congratulations, Host, for gaining the favor of the Qin Clan Young Master. Luck Points increased by 50. Villain Points increased by 500. Ugh!!
Damn!
Favor?!
Is my damn charm now effective regardless of gender?
"Go, follow him. Ensure Young Master Qin Leng returns safely to the Qin Clan." Ling Xiao grinned.
The confusion in Ling Ping's eyes suddenly vanished.
Could it be the Young Master…
Marvelous!
He had been wondering why Young Master Ling Xiao would stick his neck out for a member of the Qin Clan.
As expected… the Young Master's thoughts are meticulous, his wisdom peerless.
"Yes!"
Watching the several figures vanish from the spot, the playful smile on Ling Xiao's lips grew even stronger.
Some people… are far more useful alive than dead.
"The Young Master is so righteous! He's even sending escorts to see Qin Leng home!"
"That Qin Leng even provoked the Young Master before,yet the Young Master's heart is so magnanimous!"
"Exactly!From now on, if anyone speaks ill of Young Master Ling Xiao, I'll be the first to chop them up!"