The Ghost Lord's eyes flashed with killing intent and anger. He shouted, "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
Yang Qingxuan smiled. "It's not about whether I dare or not, but whether it's worth it. You know my strength the best, and I also know you very well. If you really attack, I have a 50% chance of escaping. But if I escape, you'll be dead the next time we meet. "
The Ghost Lord's face darkened.
Yang Qingxuan was right on both points, but as the former Ghost Emperor, he hated the feeling of being seen through.
With Yang Qingxuan's luck and talent, it wouldn't take long for him to catch up to him. If he really attacked, there would be endless trouble if he couldn't kill him.
There was another point that the Ghost Lord was hesitant about. Following Yang Qingxuan was indeed much better than going out alone.
From King Tun Gui in the Yinwu Hall, to King Tun Gui in the Firmament Martial Arts Sparring Contest, to Devil Tu, to countless vengeful spirits, to the battle of the Star Palace, he had eaten his fill.
In just a few short years, he had gone from a half-step World King to a three-star World King.
This recovery speed was truly rare.
With the Ghost Lord's eyesight, he could naturally see that Yang Qingxuan occupied the destiny of this era. Such a person was extremely difficult to kill, and by following him, one could obtain unimaginable benefits.
For example, that Immortal Kun brat had obtained a Saint artifact as a constellation.
If that brat were to cultivate by himself, let alone the Immortal Kun race, even a True Dragon or Heavenly Phoenix might not be able to obtain a Saint artifact.
Yang Qingxuan said, "Ghost Lord, you're a smart person. How could you lose yourself in such a simple choice?"
The Ghost Lord was startled. He snorted heavily and put away his sword.
The killing intent that filled the sky instantly disappeared and retreated back into his body.
Yang Qingxuan's smile deepened. "I wish us a happy cooperation."
The Ghost Venerable said coldly, "I have no intention of cooperating with you, nor will I help you with anything. However, I will follow you and pick up scraps. Because of your luck, the people you meet will all be world-shaking figures. This way, I will be able to maximize my own benefits. "
Yang Qingxuan laughed and said, "I understand what you mean. You don't want to put in any effort and only get the benefits. Alright, if you think this is feasible, I won't object. But we have to make an agreement. You can't interfere with my business. "
As long as the Spirit Lord was by his side, there was no need to worry about not being able to find a way for him to make a move.
The Ghost Lord frowned. Yang Qingxuan's smile made him a little uncomfortable, or rather, uneasy, as if he had fallen into a trap.
But on second thought, all the initiative was in his hands. As long as he kept his calm and didn't let himself be used by him, it would be fine.
Thus, he sneered, "I'm interfering with your business? Tsk, do I have nothing better to do? "
Yang Qingxuan laughed and said, "Now that you have broken free from the shackles of the Greater Darkness Heaven, you can no longer stay in the sword tomb. Do you want to enter my sacred artifact to cultivate, or follow me?"
The Ghost Lord pondered. What was the difference between entering the sacred artifact and staying in the Greater Darkness Heaven? It was equivalent to completely handing over his life to the other party. After all, within the sacred artifact, the other party was the supreme existence. Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and said, "Naturally, I'll follow you."
Yang Qingxuan laughed and said, "Alright, but I'll have to delay your cultivation."
The Ghost Lord said, "I have nothing to cultivate. What I need to do is to devour powerful souls and then digest them."
The relationship between the two could be considered to be temporarily confirmed.
The void regained its tranquility, and the two sat cross-legged.
Nuo Xi and the others in the broken house had long noticed that the situation was not right and heard all kinds of sounds. But Zi Yuan signaled for him to be quiet. When it was finally over, he heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It's fine."
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Nuo Xi was in the middle of cultivation when his mind suddenly shook and he felt a great pressure.
He hurriedly put away Waterfront Tide Listener.
For the past three days, he had been hugging this sacred sword and couldn't wait to lick it a few times. He loved it so much that he couldn't bear to part with it. It was only now that he hurriedly put it away.
Yang Qingxuan also appeared from the void.
Coming out with him was a handsome man in black. His eyes were gloomy, and his eyebrows reached his temples. He looked very unhappy and was not someone to be trifled with.
This person was the Ghost Lord. Yang Qingxuan thought that his appearance was too conspicuous, so he had him change his appearance.
The Ghost Lord's pupils shrank, and a greedy look appeared on his face. He licked his lips and said, "A Realm King is here."
Yang Qingxuan also felt the pressure. Looking around with his Fiery Eyes, he saw that the layers of space were locked, and there were more than fifty experts hiding in all directions.
It seemed that the Heavenly Whale Race had made all kinds of plans.
"Creak."
The small broken door of Nuoxi's house was pushed open, and four figures entered in a single file.
The person in the lead had blue hair and blue eyes. He was dressed in a luxurious robe, and although he looked old, he was still full of energy and exuded the majesty and nobility of a king.
The two people behind him also had fins on their ears and blue hair. One was tall and thin with a gloomy expression, while the other was shorter with a strong body and a gentle expression.
The last person was Weathers.
The three people in front swept their eyes across the house, pausing briefly on the Ghost Lord before finally landing on Nuoxi. They stared at him.
Weathers cupped his fists at Yang Qingxuan and said, "My Lord, we have arrived as promised. This is our Patriarch Bolton, this is Grand Elder Drew, and this is Vice Patriarch Alex. "
Yang Qingxuan cupped his fists in return. He said indifferently, "There are still fifty-one people. My Lord, won't you introduce them one by one?"
As soon as this was said, the expressions of the four people changed slightly.
Bolton's eyes emitted a gloomy light. He stared at Yang Qingxuan for a while before realizing that he seemed to have underestimated this person.
Weathers only reported Nuoxi's situation when he returned. He didn't mention that he was brutally beaten by Yang Qingxuan. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
Bolton said slowly, "We did bring some people here, but we have no ill intentions. It's just that this matter is too important, so we have to be cautious. "
Yang Qingxuan smiled, "So Lord Bolton brought people here to protect us. We're safe now. "
Bolton coughed awkwardly and simply continued to play dumb, saying, "Don't worry, the experts of our Heavenly Whale Clan are here. No one on Spring Autumn Island can offend you. "
"Tsk!"
The Ghost Lord couldn't help but sneer, his face full of disdain.
Bolten and the others were enraged. Some things were better left as long as everyone was aware of it. They could just pretend to be ignorant and let it pass. If you insist on poking through this layer of paper, the enmity will be formed.
Bolton and the other three glared at the Ghost Lord.
But when they looked at him, their hearts skipped a beat. At first, they only felt that this person was extraordinary and didn't discover anything special.
Now that they took a closer look, they were shocked. Bolton and Drew were one-star realm kings, but they couldn't see through this person at all.
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