"Oh?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help but be surprised.
When he led many Golden Dragon Ambassadors to attack the Nine Emperors Sect, the Nine Emperors Sect suffered heavy losses. It was impossible for the Nine Emperors Sect to recover in less than a year.
Now, the Nine Emperors Sect knew that the Pavilion of Raindrops had the backing of the Ouyang clan, but they still dared to say that they would destroy the Pavilion of Raindrops within three days … If the Blood Feather Tower had not intervened, the Nine Emperors Sect alone would not have been so bold.
"Originally, the Nine Emperors Sect could come. With the backing of the Ouyang clan, the Pavilion of Raindrops had nothing to fear. But who would have thought that after the Nine Emperors Sect said this, the Ouyang clan turned hostile." Tang Wuji said in a low voice.
"The Ouyang clan said that unless the Pavilion of Raindrops agreed to merge with the Dark Hall, they would not attack when the experts of the Nine Emperors Sect came."
"They said that they wanted to merge, but in fact, they wanted to swallow the Pavilion of Raindrops."
"Is that so?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "Then what do you plan to do now?"
"Different situations call for different actions. In short, I will never agree to the conditions of the Ouyang clan." Tang Wuji said firmly.
"Pavilion Master …" The Guest next to him frowned.
"Understood." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, then looked at Tang Wuji and smiled, "Tang Wuji, you don't have to worry about the Ouyang clan. The Nine Emperors Sect is powerful. Even if the Ouyang clan intervenes, they can't stop them."
"Huh?" Tang Wuji was stunned.
"But don't worry, I have some grudges with the Nine Emperors Sect and want to settle the score with them. So, I will help you." Jian Wushuang said.
"Boss, you will help me?" Tang Wuji was delighted.
Back in the Easternmost Hunt, he knew Jian Wushuang's strength. The Pavilion of Raindrops could be rebuilt because of Jian Wushuang, so Tang Wuji had absolute confidence in Jian Wushuang.
"Don't worry, with my help, the Nine Emperors Sect will definitely not be able to do anything to the Pavilion of Raindrops." Jian Wushuang smiled confidently.
However, just as he finished his words, the Guest next to him were immediately displeased.
Bang!
"Hmph, what arrogance!"
One of the black-robed old men slammed the table and stood up. He stared at Jian Wushuang and said in a low voice, "Kid, although I don't know what relationship you have with the Pavilion Master, you are clearly sending the Pavilion of Raindrops to its death!"
"How would you know how powerful the Nine Emperors Sect is at such a young age?"
"The Nine Emperors Sect now has no less than five experts of the Yin Void Realm. It is said that their Highest Elder broke through to the Yang Void Realm not long ago!"
"Such tyrannical strength is enough to sweep through the Rain Listening Pavilion."
"At this critical juncture of life and death, what my Pavilion of Raindrops needs to do is to think of a way to pull the Ouyang clan to our side. With the Ouyang clan backing us up, we can ensure the safety of the Pavilion of Raindrops!"
"Although the Ouyang clan's conditions are harsh, merging with the Ouyang clan's Dark Hall may not be a bad thing for my Pavilion of Raindrops!"
"And now, you are persuading the Pavilion Master to give up the Ouyang clan and completely trust you?"
"You are just a little kid who hasn't even grown out his hair. How can you be so capable? You even boasted shamelessly that with you, the Nine Emperors Sect can't do anything to the Pavilion of Raindrops? How ridiculous, so ridiculous … "
Before the black-robed old man finished his words, Jian Wushuang, who had been sitting there calmly, suddenly raised his head.
The moment he raised his head, rumbling ~ ~ ~ Slaughter Origin suddenly erupted, and a terrifying killing intent swept out in an instant.
Suddenly, the entire secret room was dead silent.
Not only was it dead silent, but it was also bone-chilling, like winter.
The black-robed old man's words came to an abrupt halt at this moment. He widened his eyes and stared at Jian Wushuang in horror.
Not only him, but the other Guest Elders of the Pavilion of Raindrops also looked at Jian Wushuang in horror at that moment.
Comprehending the Slaughter Origin and Slaughter Dao, how terrifying was the killing intent on his body?
Although these Guest were experts of the Yin Void Realm, they were only in the Initial Yin Void Realm. As Jian Wushuang's killing intent erupted, at this moment, they only felt that their breathing had stopped.
It was as if a sharp sword had been placed in front of their throats.
The black-robed old man's throat moved, but the words that were on the tip of his tongue were forcefully swallowed back down.
Horror, fear!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Jian Wushuang.
God, just the eruption of his killing intent had caused them to feel fear and tremble from the bottom of their hearts. If this black-robed young man really attacked, what would the scene be like?
"Boss …" Tang Wuji also stared at Jian Wushuang in a daze.
Jian Wushuang still held the wine bowl, gently swirling the wine, and the soaring killing intent slowly converged.
"Someone is coming," Jian Wushuang said calmly.
"Huh?" Tang Wuji was stunned.
The door of the secret room was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in a luxurious robe walked in with a smile.
"Mister Ouyang."
"Mister Ouyang."
When the Guest saw the middle-aged man, they immediately greeted him humbly.
"Pavilion Master Tang, what's your decision?"
The middle-aged man did not pay attention to the Guest. After entering the secret room, he sat down on a chair and looked at Tang Wuji with a smile.
"Mister Ouyang, I still say the same thing. If you want my Raindrop Pavilion to rely on your Ouyang clan, that's not a problem. But if you want my Raindrop Pavilion to merge with your Ouyang clan's Dark Hall, that's absolutely impossible," Tang Wuji said coldly.
The smiling middle-aged man's face darkened when he heard this. "Tang Wuji, I see that you are the Pavilion Master of the Pavilion of Raindrops. That's why I called you Pavilion Master Tang. Don't be so shameless and rely on my Ouyang clan? Humph, my Ouyang clan is one of the seven great clans in the Tianzong Dynasty. A large number of forces and sects want to rely on us. If you want to rely on us, why would you need your Raindrop Pavilion? "
"To be honest, the reason why my Ouyang clan was willing to back your Pavilion of Raindrops was because we valued your ability to gather information. Without my Ouyang clan, do you think that the Pavilion of Raindrops would be able to reach such a stage in just half a year with the few pieces of meat on your body?"
"Listen, obediently merge with the Dark Hall. Only then will your Raindrop Pavilion have a chance of survival. Otherwise …"
Tang Wuji's face turned ugly.
However, Jian Wushuang laughed. "Haha, what a great Ouyang clan. As one of the seven great clans in the Tianzong Dynasty, so this is how you take advantage of people's difficulties?"
The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold as he glanced at Jian Wushuang.
"Where did this brat come from? I'm talking to Tang Wuji. Who are you to interrupt!"
"Get out of here!"
As his voice fell, the middle-aged man suddenly waved his hand. A tyrannical Spiritual Power gathered in his palm and directly slapped toward Jian Wushuang.
The middle-aged man's Cultivation of Spiritual Power was in the Profound Yin Void Realm. Even if Tang Wuji was in the Exceptional Jin Dan Realm, he would be killed on the spot.
Seeing the palm coming toward him, Jian Wushuang still held his wine cup, but his eyes turned cold.
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