Wei Zhongxiong waited for a while before speaking slowly.
He was naturally not afraid of war.
However, he needed to stall for time.
As long as the Heaven Sect's Buddha Pavilion Master invited an assistant from a mid-tier sect, he could naturally fight for an advantageous position in the negotiations and war.
Hmph.
The Blacksmith Pavilion Master snorted coldly. He did not take Wei Zhongxiong seriously at all, thinking that Wei Zhongxiong's words were just a compromise.
Xiao Yang's gaze landed on Wei Zhongxiong. The Sword Pavilion Master also recognized Wei Zhongxiong.
Back then, they had met Wei Zhongxiong when they entered the Sword Immortal's tomb in the ancient ruins to search for the Immortal Sword.
If not for their quick-witted response, Xiao Yang, the Sword Pavilion Master, and the others would not have been able to escape from Wei Zhongxiong's evil hands.
Now that they met again, they could not help but feel angry.
Knock, knock, knock.
Xiao Yang's fingers gently tapped on the coffee table, making a soft sound.
Everyone could hear it clearly.
They all thought that Xiao Yang had something to say, so their gazes landed on Xiao Yang.
Among the people sitting here, other than Xiao Yang, the youngest was at least 50 years old.
Originally, Xiao Yang did not have the qualifications to sit here and participate in the political discussion. However, through his performance and contributions over the years, Xiao Yang's contributions were too great. In addition, he was the only personal disciple of the Poison Sect Master, so everyone tacitly agreed that he had the qualifications to participate in the political discussion.
"Xiao Yang, what do you want to say?"
The Poison Sect Master asked.
Wei Zhongxiong also saw Xiao Yang. The moment he saw Xiao Yang, he was clearly stunned, as if he was in disbelief.
He naturally recognized Xiao Yang. He had interacted with him in the Sword Immortal's tomb in the ancient ruins and had been tricked by Xiao Yang.
Then, he looked up and noticed the Sword Pavilion Master behind Xiao Yang. The Sword Pavilion Master was staring angrily at Wei Zhongxiong, but he did not say a word.
From their expressions, everyone could tell that Wei Zhongxiong definitely had a grudge with Xiao Yang and the Sword Pavilion Master.
"Wei Zhongxiong, you seem to have remembered us."
Xiao Yang said indifferently.
Wei Zhongxiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He was slightly wary of Xiao Yang.
Then, he quickly found a protective talisman for himself and said, "Xiao Yang, Sword Pavilion Elder, long time no see. I've heard of your names, so I naturally recognize you. However, this time, I'm here to negotiate on behalf of the Sky Sect. So, no matter what grudges we have in private, please consider the bigger picture and exercise restraint. "
"Restraint my ass. If you don't take revenge, you're not a gentleman. What do you mean by waiting ten years to take revenge? You're just a fool."
Xiao Yang stood up. Relying on the terrifying power of Wu Zun's physical body, he instantly appeared in front of Wei Zhongxiong. Then, he raised his hand and slapped Wei Zhongxiong a few times.
Wei Zhongxiong's face was swollen, and the pain was unbearable.
After that, Xiao Yang kicked the man several times in a row, causing him to fall to the ground. The man suffered internal injuries, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"That's enough, Xiao Yang. The bigger picture is more important."
The Poison Sect Master felt that this was too much and quickly reminded him.
Many pavilion masters frowned inwardly. They felt that Xiao Yang was young and impulsive, and needed more tempering.
On the other hand, the Sword Pavilion Elder felt very satisfied.
If not for her low status and the fact that she didn't have a chance to speak or fight in this hall, she would've attacked long ago. How could Xiao Yang have the chance to make a move?
When Xiao Yang heard the Poison Sect Master's shout, he frowned and hesitated.
Wei Zhongxiong laughed out loud and stood up from the ground. He said arrogantly, "Xiao Yang, what do you think? Do you dare to kill me? If you don't, then scram. Did you hear your sect master? You're dismissed. "
He seemed to have regained his confidence. As long as the Poison Sect understood the big picture and didn't act rashly, he wouldn't have to fear Xiao Yang. Someone would pin down Xiao Yang, so he didn't need to worry.
In truth, Xiao Yang really wanted to teach the other party a heavy lesson. He even wanted to kill him. He didn't care about the big picture. At worst, a war would break out.
However, the Poison Sect's sect master was his master. Since his master had spoken, he had no choice but to obey. He couldn't go against the Poison Sect's sect master in front of everyone else. Otherwise, the Poison Sect's sect master would be unable to step down, and he would be unable to step down as well.
But if he backed down, it would mean that Wei Zhongxiong had won. Wei Zhongxiong would be able to continue acting all high and mighty. Xiao Yang was very unwilling.
But if he didn't back down, would he really have to disobey the Poison Sect Master?
While Xiao Yang was hesitating, Exquisite slowly spoke up. "Xiao Yang, I know you have your reasons for doing this. Just carry out your orders. Don't worry, the sect master is just worried about your safety."
These words gave both sides a way out. Xiao Yang's eyes lit up as he glanced gratefully at Exquisite.
The Poison Sect Master stared at Exquisite in astonishment. He hadn't expected her to stand up for Xiao Yang. He wanted to say a few more words, but Exquisite's glare made him shrink back. He simply closed his eyes. Out of sight, out of mind.
Wei Zhongxiong's expression immediately changed. "You, how can you do this?" he asked in terror.
What followed were screams of agony as Xiao Yang ravaged and crushed him, making him suffer unbearable agony.
"If you want to fight, then fight. What bullshit big picture? Wei Zhongxiong, bring it on if you have the guts."
Xiao Yang cursed at Wei Zhongxiong in a fit of rage.
"Good, good, good. You have guts. Xiao Yang, just you wait. I'll make you regret this."
He spoke viciously and walked out of the hall weakly with injuries all over his body.
"Stop right there. Did I say you could leave?"
Xiao Yang laughed coldly. He reached out with one hand and pulled the man back.
Then, he stomped on the ground and said mockingly, "I want to know how you'll make me regret it. You won't be able to see the day I regret it, but I'll see you fall here today. "
Xiao Yang slowly raised his hand. His palm was condensed with a shocking amount of cultivation, releasing waves of terrifying aura. As long as he slapped down, Wei Zhongxiong would be smashed to pieces.
"No, no, no. You can't kill me."
Wei Zhongxiong's expression changed drastically after sensing Xiao Yang's murderous intent. His eyes were filled with fear.
He wasn't the only one. Even the Poison Sect's sect master, the three elders, and the ten pavilion heads frowned when they saw that Xiao Yang was really planning to kill.
It was almost a consensus that envoys were not to be killed.
If Xiao Yang broke this rule, it would be breaking the unspoken rule, which would be disadvantageous to everyone.
"Then what gave you the guts to negotiate here? What can you rely on to stall for time? Tell me. "
After Xiao Yang scared him out of his wits, he questioned him coldly again.
Wei Zhongxiong was so frightened that he panicked.
Because Xiao Yang's physical body was Wu Zun, his physical body was countless times stronger than ordinary cultivators. The valiant aura he released could almost intimidate Wei Zhongxiong.
In a panic, Wei Zhongxiong blurted out in order to save his life, "It's a mid-tier sect. They're willing to help us."
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