"Yes, Luo Ying is my world after all. I can't attack with all my strength."
Ling Xiao scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
"What's there to be modest about? Alright, let's rest for a day and participate in the Black Tortoise Seal Contest tomorrow!
This time, we must let our Wine Demon Residence amaze the world with a single brilliant feat. We must let those who look down on us see!
However, Ling Xiao, you must obtain the Black Tortoise Seal. Otherwise, the Wine Demon Residence will be disbanded.
The lives of tens of thousands of people are on your shoulders. "
Jian Eighteen patted Ling Xiao's shoulder and said earnestly.
"Master, don't worry. Since I'm participating, I must obtain the Black Tortoise Seal."
Ling Xiao came to the Devil Dragon Sword Court mainly for the Black Tortoise Seal.
If he obtained the Black Tortoise Seal, he would obtain the power of the Black Tortoise.
Perhaps after obtaining this, he would leave the Devil Dragon Sword Court. After all, the Moon Maiden was still waiting for him in the distant Eternal Palace.
He had never forgotten this, nor did he dare to forget it.
The next day, the Black Tortoise Seal Contest officially began.
It was held in the arena on the fifth floor of the Nine-Floored Demon Tower.
To be qualified to enter, one's cultivation had to be at least at the first revolution of the Yin Yang Realm, the sixteenth floor of hell.
The disciples participating in the Black Tortoise Seal Contest were also required to be at least at the first revolution of the Yin Yang Realm, the early stage of the sixteenth floor of hell.
As a result, even the Demon Envoys were not qualified to enter.
Only the personal guards, vice commanders, commanders, and demon generals were qualified.
In total, there were no less than fifty thousand people.
This was the core strength of the Devil Dragon Sword Court. It was truly powerful.
There were a total of ten people from the Wine Demon Residence participating in the Black Tortoise Seal Contest.
All of them were at the first revolution of the Yin Yang Realm, the early stage of the sixteenth floor of hell.
However, the one with the highest cultivation was still Jian Luoying.
Ling Xiao and the other eight were all at the first revolution of the Yin Yang Realm, the late stage of the sixteenth floor of hell.
This was truly too powerful.
The overall strength of the Wine Demon Residence's personal disciples definitely exceeded that of the other thirteen demon general residences.
However, the Wine Demon Residence had kept a low profile in the past, which was why they were always ranked last. If they truly displayed their full strength, they could at least enter the top three.
When Sword 18 led the Wine Demon Mansion's group to the fifth floor of the Nine-Level Demon Pagoda, many people had already entered.
Coincidentally, he encountered the Heavenly Demon General on the way.
There were a total of nine participating disciples from the Heavenly Devil Mansion.
If there was no Ling Xiao, they could have two more. Unfortunately, Fang Feiyun was killed by Ling Xiao, and Jin Feng Qiqi was nowhere to be found.
Now, there were only nine left.
The Heavenly Demon General looked coldly at Ling Xiao, unable to hide the hatred in his eyes.
"Brat, I advise you to scram as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'll definitely let you know how powerful I am during the competition."
The one who spoke was Lin Chuang.
As the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Devil Mansion, his cultivation and connections were much better than Ling Xiao's.
Although he was very domineering and liked to bully the weak, this was something that Ling Xiao absolutely could not compare to.
However, the weaker ones still supported him.
Because he had been bullied to the point where he had no backbone at all.
Ling Xiao looked straight ahead, not even glancing at Lin Chuang.
Lin Chuang was so angry that he was about to attack.
"Enough Lin Chuang, whatever grudge you have, we'll talk about it later in the competition. Don't mess around now.
The Devil Lord has come out of seclusion, don't you know? "
The Heavenly Demon General suddenly said.
"This disciple knows."
Lin Chuang glared at Ling Xiao fiercely, then followed the Heavenly Demon General and the others into the Nine-Level Demon Pagoda.
"He just said the Devil Lord has come out of seclusion? Is the Devil Lord personally presiding over the Black Tortoise Seal Competition? "
Ling Xiao looked at Sword 18 and asked.
"Actually, I just heard that the Devil Lord came out of seclusion because his beloved daughter was seriously injured and her body was destroyed. Now she can only live in a nutrition tank.
He came out of seclusion to investigate the truth of his daughter's injury.
His daughter is called Lan Ruo. Although her strength is not very strong, she is deeply loved by the Devil Lord.
It is said that she was seriously injured by someone with the same name as you. "
Sword 18 looked at Ling Xiao with a faint smile in his eyes.
He knew Ling Xiao's true identity, but the others didn't, so he didn't mention any names.
He said this to warn Ling Xiao to try not to expose himself. Otherwise, if the Devil Lord found out, he would be dead.
"Then I'm unlucky. If the Devil Lord hates me for my actions, I'll be in trouble."
Ling Xiao said with a wry smile.
"The Devil Lord has always been biased, so this is definitely a possibility. But he definitely won't do it himself. After all, the Devil Lord still cares about his face.
He will only make things difficult for you, such as arranging a stronger opponent for you.
But if you really have the ability, why would you be afraid? "
Sword 18 said with a smile.
"That's true."
Ling Xiao nodded, then followed Sword 18 to the fifth level of the Nine-Level Demon Pagoda.
The guards of the Nine-Level Demon Pagoda were respectful to the other demon generals, but they didn't show any respect to the Wine Demon General Sword 18.
Not to mention saluting, they acted as if they didn't see him.
"Humph, this time, we must let these trash know that our Wine Demon Residence is not to be trifled with."
A personal disciple of the Wine Demon Residence gritted his teeth.
"It's not the first time, no need to be so angry. These are all vile people. Why lower yourself to their level? You'll only hurt your body."
Sword 18 was carefree and didn't care at all.
They hadn't even stepped into the Nine-Level Demon Pagoda, but the guards had already begun to talk.
"I didn't expect that there would be ten more participants from the Wine Demon Residence. Did they really meet the requirements?"
One of the guards said sarcastically.
"Hehe, this is no different from the previous years. They always have a lot of participants, but they always come in last."
Another person said.
"I really don't know how these trash cultivate. Their cultivation isn't bad, but their combat strength is so weak. What a joke."
Hearing such discussions, Ling Xiao finally understood what the Wine Demon Residence had been through all these years.
This Eighteenth Sword was really patient. If it were him, he would have long since exploded.
This time, he couldn't endure it either.
He hated enduring.
Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent was released from his body.
The dozen or so guards all knelt on the ground in an instant. They were forcefully suppressed by the sword intent and couldn't even stand up.
They looked at Ling Xiao in horror. They finally understood that there were some people who couldn't be offended.
"Apologize!"
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
"Yes, yes, yes, we were blind. Our brains were flooded with water. Lord Wine Demon General, please be magnanimous and spare us."
They looked at the Liquor Demon General Sword 18 in horror. Many of them had already wet their pants.
Ling Xiao's sword intent was too terrifying. It was not something they could bear.
"Alright, Ling Xiao, it's just a bunch of flatterers. Let's get down to business."
In fact, Sword 18 was also feeling a little satisfied.
He had been holding back for hundreds of years, and he was very sullen.
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