To be honest, Yu Xuanyue really resembled Ling Xiao.
Or rather, he resembled Yu Xuanyue.
What the hell is going on?
He didn't quite understand.
Could it be … No, no, no, that's impossible.
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The two of them walked past the sculptures and arrived in front of a beautifully decorated passageway. Yun Ya smiled and said, "The Saint Emperor only invited you and a few other young talents. I'm not among them, so I can only part ways with you here."
After she finished speaking, she left gracefully.
Ling Xiao looked at the palace in front of him and could indeed feel several very familiar auras in the palace. These auras were probably the opponents he encountered in the Martial Arts Festival today.
It seemed that the Holy Emperor didn't invite only him, but many people. In that case, he didn't have to worry too much.
Ling Xiao had already reached the entrance of the palace. He almost stepped in, but at this moment, a figure forcefully bumped into him, trying to push him aside.
Ling Xiao wasn't someone to be trifled with. Facing such an unruly person who bumped into him, there was naturally no way he would give in.
The person bumped into Ling Xiao and found that he didn't push him aside. He couldn't help but get angry. He pointed at Ling Xiao's nose and scolded, "Get out of my way. How dare you block my way? You're courting death!"
Ling Xiao frowned.
He had met arrogant and domineering people before, but it was the first time he met someone in the palace who blamed him when he was clearly in the wrong first.
He turned his head and glanced at the person.
He was handsome and his face was as white as a woman's. The fabric of the clothes he was wearing was clearly of high quality. Ordinary people couldn't afford to wear them at all.
At this moment, this person was staring at him like a proud rooster with a bit of hatred in his eyes.
Ling Xiao didn't know this person because this person wasn't a contestant in the Martial Arts Festival finals.
"Idiot!"
Ling Xiao couldn't be bothered to argue with such an idiot. After all, this was the palace. He didn't want to get into trouble because of such a small matter. Therefore, he walked back into the palace and treated the idiot as air.
"Bastard, I told you to scram. Are you deaf?"
The young man with a jade-like face was really on fire.
In this palace, even the Holy Son had to show him some respect. Who was this person in front of him? How dare he ignore him?
Today, he had received an imperial edict to reward the geniuses of the Martial Arts Festival. How dare this arrogant guy not make way for him?
Not only was he looking down on him, but he was also looking down on the Saint Emperor.
Not only did this young man loudly berate Ling Xiao, he even made a move.
That white hand suddenly turned into an eagle's claw and grabbed at Ling Xiao's shoulder blade. Her fingertips were filled with a terrifying amount of heavenly elemental energy.
Who would have thought that this pretty boy was actually also a Heaven Pulse martial artist?
However.
Ling Xiao only glanced back at him, his eyes revealing a cold killing intent, which made the young man take several steps back before he could stand firm.
Terrifying. Just his will alone was so terrifying. Who was this person?
The young man looked at Ling Xiao in horror, his body trembling.
At this moment, Ling Xiao stood there like a demonic sword that could be unsheathed at any time. The young man didn't dare to provoke this demonic sword at all.
"This is the palace, so you can keep your life. If you treat a stronger martial artist like this in the Jianghu, you'll only die! In the future, before you do anything, take a piss and look at yourself first! "
Ling Xiao shouted coldly and turned to enter the palace.
The young man was stunned at first. After a long while, he came to his senses.
"He dared to lecture me? Looking at his age, he's younger than me. How dare he talk to me like that? Even my father wouldn't dare to reprimand me like that! "
The young man's expression became incomparably ugly.
As the Saint Emperor's favorite, he had never suffered such humiliation.
"Bastard, what's your name!"
The young man roared and rushed into the palace.
At this moment, Ling Xiao completely treated this ungrateful youth as air. He was indeed enduring it. It was naturally not good to kill people in the palace. Even if he hurt people, it was also not good. Therefore, he did not want to cause trouble.
He was not an impulsive person. On the contrary, he was very observant.
The palace was magnificent. Ling Xiao had never seen such a luxurious place. It was really made of gold and jade.
Even the cups and jugs used for tea and wine were made of top-grade Spirit Stones. It was simply a work of art.
In the center of the hall, several women in thin clothes were dancing gracefully. Every frown and smile was so beautiful.
There were too many people who came earlier than Ling Xiao. Except for Lan Yu 'er, who was in seclusion to heal her injuries, the rest of the twenty geniuses had already arrived.
Jian Wuji's half-puppet body had obviously been modified. It was tougher and more technologically advanced than it was during the day.
Ling Xiao didn't look at him, but Jian Wuji's eyes were filled with hatred. He couldn't wait to tear Ling Xiao to pieces.
The commotion outside had actually alarmed the people in the hall. They originally wanted to send someone out to check, but they didn't expect Ling Xiao to come in.
Seeing Ling Xiao, some people smiled, some looked indifferent, and some looked at him mockingly. Naturally, there were also people who looked at him with hatred.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Ling Xiao cupped his hands and bowed.
"Hmph, you still don't kneel when you see His Majesty?"
Sitting there, Mo Wushang coldly said.
"The Sacred Dynasty has long stipulated that the geniuses don't have to kneel when they see the Saint Emperor. Mo Wushang, are your knees weak and you insist on kneeling?"
Ling Xiao said indifferently.
"Alright, alright, let's not be calculative over such a small matter. Ling Xiao, come over and sit beside this Emperor."
The Holy Emperor said to Ling Xiao with a smile on his face.
Ling Xiao was puzzled. Why was the Saint Emperor so polite to him today? Was it really because of his outstanding performance in the Martial Arts Festival?
He shook his head. Since he couldn't figure it out, he might as well not think about it. He didn't stand on ceremony. After all, there were two empty seats beside the Saint Emperor. There was nothing wrong with sitting down.
However, at this moment, the young man who had been scared away by Ling Xiao also rushed in. His entire body was burning with rage, and his violent aura directly pounced on Ling Xiao.
In front of the Saint Emperor and the twenty geniuses, he didn't hold back at all. It seemed like his status wasn't low.
Among the crowd, there were a few who were gloating.
Ling Xiao actually dared to offend the Saint Emperor. He must have eaten a bear's heart and leopard's guts. Even the Holy Son had to be polite to him.
"You're courting death!"
Ling Xiao couldn't tolerate repeated provocations.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and condensed an energy sword at the tip of his finger.
"Ling Xiao, have mercy."
The Saint Emperor's voice rang out. "Hua Yu, you stop too. Ling Xiao is a guest invited by this Emperor. Don't be rude!"
On the surface, he didn't side with anyone. But in reality, he had saved Hua Yu's life. Otherwise, Ling Xiao's energy sword would have killed her.
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