"Little brother Yang, don't throw us, the men of the Devil Sect, away just because Sect Leader Yu and the others are as beautiful as fairies!" Meng Zike patted Yang Cheng's shoulder and said affectionately.
The Devil Cultivators could guess what Yu Lanting and the others were planning. Yang Cheng had the ability to enter and exit the Ten Thousand Demon Realm. In the future, they might beg for mercy and ask Yang Cheng to take the risk to help them. Could they really make some of their ancestors come out?
They also had this thought, but with the threat of Primal Chaos, they knew that they couldn't be anxious.
But not now, not necessarily in the future!
At this critical juncture, he couldn't let Yang Cheng feel that the people of the Devil Sect were not as friendly, enthusiastic, and generous as the people of the Demon Sect!
"That's right, Young Master Yang. In the future, your matters will be our Prehistoric Sect's matters. Whether it's our Devil Sect or the Demon Sect, we will treat you as our best friend." Another Devil Cultivator Elder said with a smile.
Yang Cheng pretended to be flattered, "This..." How would I dare? I, Yang Cheng, am a lone commander. How could I compare to the tens of thousands of demon cultivators and devil cultivators of the Prehistoric Sect? "
Everyone present was old and experienced. How could they not see that Yang Cheng was putting on an act? Although they despised this brat for being shameless in their hearts, they would not expose him. Instead, they cooperated with him.
"What are you saying, Young Master Yang? We value friendship and strength. Young Master Yang is a genius, we might even have to rely on you in the future."
Meng Zike nodded and said, "Brother Yang, I … I'll call you Brother Yang. I've made up my mind. Since Master Yu gave you the Tushan Jindan record of the Qingqiu Clan, then you don't need to return the spirit treasure of our Meng Clan. Just take it as a proof of our friendship!"
This Meng Zike could be considered to have spent a lot of money. A few hundred years old man, a dignified Sect Leader of the Devil Sect, directly asked Yang Cheng to call him brother.
This time, Yang Cheng was truly a little surprised. "Ah!" He opened his mouth.
The Devil Cultivator Elders present, especially the Meng Clan Elders, all broke out in a cold sweat. This Sect Leader was truly ruthless.
However, it was impossible to trap the wolf without sacrificing the child.
Although the significance of the Meng Family's spiritual treasure was extraordinary, in comparison, its practical use was not as good as the Tushan Jindan Record.
The demons had invested their capital, so they couldn't fall behind!
Anyway, as long as he knew that the treasure was with Yang Cheng, it shouldn't be a problem for him to get it back if their relationship was good in the future.
Most importantly, they couldn't lose to the Demon's Gate.
Thinking of this, the elders supported Meng Zike's decision.
Yang Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears. In fact, when he heard the Meng Family say that this black and swarthy spiritual treasure has no practical use, he wanted to return it to the Meng Family after achieving his goal. But now, it seems that he has to help them keep it!
'What's the use of giving this to him? I might as well give him a magic treasure … Hmm … If only Meng Zike's Eight Division Sky Magic Wheel was given to me …'
At this time, Yu Lanting suddenly got up, walked to the side of Yang Cheng, took one of Yang Cheng's arms, and said softly: "Young Master Yang, this is your first time coming to the Desolate Land, and you brought such important news. We, the Demon's Gate, should also thank you.
Why don't you come to our Demon's Gate as a guest after the banquet is over? There are many beautiful women in our Qing Qiu Clan, and we admire the strong the most. How about I introduce you to a few little sisters? "
Yu Lanting lived much longer than Meng Zike. How could she be outdone by this group of people from the Demon's Gate?
The seven-tailed celestial fox spirit was already thinking about the future. Although according to Yang Cheng, the ancestor Yu Xuening was in the Tower of Tongtian, her life and death could be predicted.
But Yu Xuening was a legendary expert. 50,000 years ago, all the human cultivators in the world couldn't do anything to her. How could she live to this age and be stupid enough to waste her life?
Therefore, Yu Lanting and the other two women believed that the ancestor must be alive and well.
If Yang Cheng could help the Demon's Gate and invite the ancestor out, who would dare to go against the Qing Qiu Clan?
Meng Zike and the others secretly thought that Yu Lanting was shameless. She actually used the beauty of the Qing Qiu Clan to attract Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng swallowed his saliva. As soon as the Demon's Gate Master approached, she emitted a body fragrance that smelled like orchids and musk. From time to time, he could peek at the ravine in front of her chest. Under her white neck, it was such a beautiful scene …
This fox spirit was not bad looking, and she had the innate charm of her race. She was really a torturous demoness …
Suddenly becoming a hot commodity for the two sects of the Desolate Land, Yang Cheng was also a little surprised.
In the end, Yang Cheng also agreed to go to the Demon's Gate in a daze. The elders of the Demon's Gate began to think about how to get closer to Yang Cheng …
… ….
Just as Yang Cheng entered the Desolate Land and was getting along with everything.
Within the illusion realm, the Xiao Clan's meeting hall.
Xiao Meng Yu, Xiao Mo Hui, and the five Supreme Elders who had returned to guard the clan were all waiting solemnly.
Because, the Xiao Clan had welcomed a completely unexpected and uninvited guest.
"Patriarch Luo, why did you suddenly come here alone? Is there something urgent?" Xiao Meng Yu sat on the master's chair and calmly looked at Luo Qianqiu who had suddenly arrived.
The dignified patriarch of the Luo Clan, Luo Qianqiu, had actually come here alone. It was unknown if he was trying to show his friendliness or if he didn't think that the Xiao Clan could give him much danger.
After all, with his profound cultivation, Luo Qianqiu, who had almost reached the middle stage of the Supreme Clear Divine Lightning Tribulation, had actually come to the Xiao Clan to put more pressure on them.
Luo Qianqiu had a mysterious smile on his face as he leisurely sat on the chair. He picked up the teacup from the servant and took a sip.
"Patriarch Xiao, there's no need to be anxious. Sit for a while and you'll know why I'm here."
"Oh?"
Xiao Mengyu frowned, feeling a little puzzled.
After a while, everyone in the hall sensed a group of cultivators approaching from afar.
Very quickly, the housekeeper Xiao Guyuan ran in and reported, "Master, Xiao Meng, Second Master Yue, and Second Master Mo Zheng are here."
"Second brother? Mo Zheng? "Xiao Mengyu felt a little uneasy and signaled for them to come in.
Xiao Mengyue, Xiao Mozheng, and a group of members of the Xiao Clan followed him into the meeting hall.
"Second Brother, why did you suddenly come? And Mo Zheng, didn't you go to the herb farm? We can't delay replenishing the Azure Emperor's Pagoda's medicine storehouse, "Xiao Mengyu said with a frown.
"Big Brother, compared to replenishing the Azure Emperor's Pagoda, I think there's something more important that needs to be done as soon as possible," Xiao Mengyue said with an evil smile.
Xiao Mengyu narrowed his eyes. "What is it?"
Xiao Mengyue chuckled and said in a loud and resolute voice, "Change, the, Family, Leader!"
"How dare you!" Xiao Mengyu's face turned pale and he stood up in anger. "Xiao Mengyue! What nonsense are you spouting!! Are you crazy!? "
The five supreme elders of the Xiao Clan also revealed dissatisfied expressions. They felt that this was very embarrassing in front of Luo Qianqiu. They didn't know what this descendant was up to.
Xiao Mengyue coldly snorted, "Big brother, you didn't hear wrongly. You really can't be the Patriarch."
"What do you mean …" Xiao Mengyu was so angry that he was trembling.
Xiao Mengyue grinned and said, "Don't be agitated. Listen to me tell you one by one … First of all, our Xiao Clan's Patriarch must have a clear descendant in order to have sufficient qualifications.
As for you, Big Brother, you already don't have a grandson like Xiao Qiufeng. You can't just have a son … Mo Hui was already at the middle stage of the Dark Water Realm. If he wanted to get pregnant, even if he found a woman with a cultivation above the Dark Water Realm, it wouldn't be easy.
What's more, next year will be the opening of the Demonic Eye and the start of the Three Clans Martial Competition. The Ning family and the Luo family both have young masters participating, but only our Xiao family's main branch doesn't even have a third generation successor.
"Hmph … This is the reason? At this critical moment, you can only think of such a small trick to usurp my position as the Patriarch? "Xiao Mengyu said disdainfully.
Xiao Mengyue shook his finger. "Big brother, let me finish … Of course, I know that this is a critical moment for our Xiao family. So, the more it is like this, the more we should stabilize the family's morale and plan for the long term.
As for me … as your biological brother from the same father and mother, I happen to be more suitable than you to be the Patriarch of this clan. Although my cultivation is inferior to you, in other aspects, I'm more suitable than you in everything else … "
"Why do you say so?" Xiao Mengyu sneered.
"Hehe …" Xiao Mengyue waved at Sorrowless and said, "Sorrowless, tell him the reason yourself."
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