Killing with one's gaze was Wang Ling's usual trick. If Loopy Toad was here, as the toad that had come over … it would definitely express deep sympathy for this fighting lion's misfortune.
When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw that the fighting lion had instantly become as obedient as a cat, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression. Once again, he was deeply impressed by the miraculousness of his Brother Ling.
He remembered that when he had asked Wang Ling to accompany him to hunt down the demon beasts that had escaped from the Gate Between Worlds, Wang Ling had been like this almost every time — he had felled those demon beasts with just one look.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was sure that this definitely wasn't a spell or a forced spiritual pressure. It was just a simple glance.
Without using any cultivation techniques, to what extent could the oppressive feeling created by a mere gaze reach?
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal felt that Wang Ling could perfectly illustrate this point.
Of course, temperament played a part in this. In a situation where their realms were equal, the more powerful one's essence, qi, and spirit were able to instill a deeper sense of fear. But this also reflected Wang Ling's true strength, which was unfathomable …
Of course, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal didn't know that the one in front of him was actually just a clone of Wang Ling.
Wang Ling felt that if this Great Death-Courting Senior knew the truth, he would definitely cry on the spot …
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Six years ago, when the demon rampage had started, apart from Odd Zhuo and the others who had been awarded meritorious service, there had been no other survivors. In fact, there were also some strong Cultivators hired by the government to deal with the aftermath of the incident and clean up the mess.
Mercenaries at the Soul Formation stage were scarce all over the world, and in the cultivation circle of Huaxiu nation, the Ten Saints were the most famous.
The Ten Sages represented a mercenary group of ten people, all of whom were at the Soul Formation stage.
The Ten Saints had two characteristics. First, they were not only strong, but also brutal! Ever since the establishment of the Ten Saints, all the missions they had received had been large-scale. And every time they went on a mission, the Ten Saints had a habit of wiping out their opponents, leaving no one alive … Employers in the industry had once made a rather clear assessment of the Ten Saints — "When the Ten Saints go to war, not even a blade of grass will grow!"
The second characteristic: Love of money. As Soul Formation stage mercenaries that could be bought with money, the Ten Sages were rare existences. However, employers who could hire the Ten Saints were quite rare. This was because every single one of the Ten Saints had a sky-high price … Therefore, to the Ten Saints, there was no real justice to speak of. They could be hired by the government to clean up the mess, or they could be hired to do some bad things. For the Ten Saints, money was justice … As long as they paid enough, they didn't mind calling you daddy!
Therefore, when Director Song Qingshu found out that the people he was going to command were actually the Ten Saints, he was extremely shocked.
For the first time, he felt that he had underestimated the strength of the Castle Lord...
Employing ten people at the same time was an immeasurably huge sum of money; even Huaguo Water Curtain Group, the largest elixir group in Huaxiu nation, would have to think twice. But this time, the Lord of the Castle had actually obtained the right to use these ten people for three years … what kind of priceless treasure was that? Song Qingshu found it hard to imagine with his limited experience.
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At around four o 'clock in the afternoon, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was ready to set off from the villa.
When he drove the immortal sword, he often unknowingly had the habit of speeding. By the time the score for his sword-riding license was refreshed back to twelve points in June, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was already down to two points … so this time, he planned to take a spirit car. It would only take him a little over an hour to get to Wang Ling's school, just in time for the parent-teacher conference.
As a citizen of Huaxiu nation, even if he was at the Soul Formation stage, he still had to abide by the basic law.
He had to maintain good citizenship. This had always been Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's code of conduct.
After all, times were different now.
In the past, as long as your realm was strong enough, you could do whatever you wanted. Take the most clichéd example of auctions: in the past, even if you bought something with money, you could be in danger of being killed and robbed at any time. But now, with the cultivation police and the orthodox legal system … the era when realm was everything had long since passed.
You had strength and a high realm, but if you broke the law, you would still be thrown in jail and picked up soap with your brothers.
Everyone knew that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal liked to court death, and often considered himself Great Death-Courting Senior, but he would never casually cross the bottom line of the law.
"Brother Ling, I'll leave the rest to you!"
At the entrance of the villa, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said goodbye to Wang Ling and was ready to leave.
Wang Ling crossed his arms and leaned against the door with a solemn expression. The fighting lion squatted obediently next to Wang Ling and played around on the side.
After being tamed by Wang Ling's gaze, it had changed its previously aloof and unapproachable attitude and turned around to lick its temples and its chrysanthemum …
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was a little speechless … in front of Wang Ling, this guy already completely regarded itself as a cat!
"Brother Ling, you feel it too, right?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said as he stood at the entrance of the villa and looked at Wang Ling's solemn expression.
Wang Ling nodded without hesitation.
It was obvious that he sensed that there was more than one person watching this place at that very moment.
"Looks like my worries weren't without reason. I knew that group of people wouldn't give up so easily!"
Wang Ling frowned.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said, "But with Brother Ling here, I'm sure we can handle it, right?"
Wang Ling frowned again.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "I say, Brother Ling, don't frown, you're making me panic!"
Wang Ling: "…"
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There were a lot of reasons why Wang Ling could frown. For example, he had done too well in exams, his pocket money had been deducted by Father Wang, or the limited edition crispy noodle snacks that had been sold out …
As for fear, of course, that didn't exist.
Although Wang Ling had to admit that the auras of this group of people outside were indeed very strong … they were on a completely different level from the group of Shadow Stream assassins he had dealt with before. He just didn't know if they could take a beating.
Wang Ling didn't even need to lift a finger to deal with the Shadow Stream group before they died from the backlash. Looking at the overall strength of this group of people outside, Wang Ling felt that they could probably take two or three more punches from him …
The reason why Wang Ling frowned was that there seemed to be too many people on the other side, which was a little annoying.
After all, tonight was the premiere of the latest large-scale cultivation anti-corruption TV series Righteousness of the People, and Wang Ling didn't want to miss it! Because during the premiere, Little Raccoon, as the title sponsor, would randomly select three hundred people from the audience and give them a thirty-year gift bag of crispy noodle snacks …
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