Exquisite doted on Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang asked, "Is there any movement from the Jigō Sect?"
Three Thousand Poles had left the Jigō Sect for a long time. Logically speaking, the Jigō Sect should have reacted by now.
The sect master explained, "I heard that Three Thousand Liu and Three Thousand Desolation are here on behalf of the Jigō Sect. They should have arrived by now."
As soon as he finished speaking, two handsome and unrestrained experts walked into the hall. They were none other than Three Thousand Liu and Three Thousand Desolation.
Both were third-rank Wu Zun and emissaries sent by the Jigō Sect. They had always been on good terms with the Poison Sect.
"We greet the esteemed emissaries."
With the sect master leading the way, everyone in the hall bowed to the two emissaries.
Xiao Yang cupped his fists as well. Presumably, these two were here to deal with Three Thousand Poles.
Exquisite was a little nervous, her brows furrowed. She didn't want anyone to take Xiao Yang away.
But these two emissaries were so powerful that she felt a great deal of pressure.
Three Thousand Liu waved a hand and smiled. "We're all family, there's no need to be so polite."
Three Thousand Desolation's gaze landed on Xiao Yang. "Xiao Yang, you're not bad. You actually managed to take Three Thousand Poles."
The first elder asked, "Emissaries, are you here because of Three Thousand Poles?"
"Mm, of course."
Three Thousand Liu answered readily.
Everyone in the hall looked nervously at the two emissaries, their hearts in their throats.
"You don't need to be nervous. The Jigō Sect wants us to bring Three Thousand Poles back and have Xiao Yang come with us."
Three Thousand Liu spoke calmly.
Although he had no ill intentions, the sect master, his wife, the elders, and the pavilion lords were all nervous.
What did he mean by taking Xiao Yang away? How could they not be nervous?
Everyone knew how powerful a mid-stream Jigō Sect was. Once they brought Xiao Yang to that place, with the connections and connections that Three Thousand Jiji had in the mid-stream, would Xiao Yang still have any chance of survival?
Don't lie here, they aren't senile yet.
"Emissaries, Xiao Yang has been severely injured recently. Why don't you take Three Thousand Extremes back first?"
The Beast Pavilion Master thought for a moment and hurriedly found an excuse for Xiao Yang.
As long as Xiao Yang was still in the Poison Sect, they could protect Xiao Yang.
If Xiao Yang was brought to the middle stream boundary, they really wouldn't be able to do anything.
The others also hurriedly persuaded, "That's right. Two envoys, please go back and tell them that Xiao Yang went to the Beast Forest to suppress the beasts, so he was injured and can't go anywhere for the time being. He still needs to recuperate."
Linglong clenched her fists. Her slender fingers turned pale. Her nails dug into her palms, bleeding.
No matter what, she couldn't let anyone take Xiao Yang away.
Three Thousand Extremes and Three Thousand Desolations didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They could tell at a glance whether Xiao Yang was injured or not, but they understood that the Poison Sect was just worried about Xiao Yang.
Three Thousand Desolations laughed involuntarily. "Don't worry, things aren't as bad as you think. How about this? If you don't trust us, we'll take Three Thousand Extremes back first. As for Xiao Yang, he can go to the Jigō Sect on his own within a month. "
Everyone sighed in relief. As long as the two emissaries weren't here to take Xiao Yang away, that was good.
However, they still couldn't let go of Xiao Yang's desire to go to the Jigō Sect within a month.
Three Thousand Desolations could only continue to explain, "Xiao Yang is so outstanding and outstanding. He'll only receive better training if he goes to the Jigō Sect. Plus, we'll take care of him, so he'll be fine. Don't worry."
The sect master, his wife, and the elders all smiled and looked gratefully at the two emissaries.
Still, they couldn't let go of the matter.
His words were pleasant to the ears, but who knew what would happen once he reached the Poison Sect?
Three Thousand Desolations seemed to see through everyone's thoughts and smiled. "But it doesn't matter if he doesn't go. Still, I think that someone as talented as Xiao Yang will choose to go on his own. The Lower Flow realm is still too small. A hidden dragon will soar in the end."
The sect master, his wife, the elders, the pavilion masters, and the other high-ranking members all smiled.
As long as he wasn't forced to go, it was fine. They were just worried that the Jigō Sect would interfere.
"Then I'll have to thank the two emissaries. Why don't you eat your fill before you go on your mission? We've prepared plenty of good food and drinks for you."
The sect master smiled.
The Poison Sect had always been on good terms with the two emissaries. Since they weren't here to make things difficult for Xiao Yang and the Poison Sect, they naturally had to express their goodwill.
He glanced at the Weaponsmithing Pavilion Master, who nodded and hurried off.
Before long, they were back in the main hall.
Three Thousand Desolations said, "No need. Our mission is more important, so we'll head back first."
The Weaponsmithing Pavilion Master hurriedly handed the items to the sect master.
Once the sect master received the items, he chased after them with a smile. "Let me see you off."
Outside the main hall, the Sect Master handed over the two storage rings in his hand, respectfully and kindly handing them over to them.
The two emissaries naturally didn't stand on ceremony. They knew this was the Poison Sect's goodwill.
"Esteemed emissaries, please wait a moment. I'll bring Three Thousand Desolations over."
The sect master hurried off.
Then, he used the Greater Teleportation Technique and instantly teleported the Three Thousand Extreme out of the cage.
Three Thousand Desolations glanced at the sect master, then at Three Thousand Desolations. He immediately understood what was going on.
He laughed loudly, his expression savage. "See? The Jigō Sect is here. Let's see how long you're going to keep this sovereign locked up. How about it? Do you regret it now? "
"Junior brother Three Thousand Desolations, you're here."
Three Thousand Desolations smugly walked towards the two emissaries, his expression arrogant.
Even at this point, he was still proud.
"Senior brother."
Three Thousand Desolations called out helplessly.
This was how things were in the Jigō Sect. Seniority was seniority and couldn't be disobeyed.
"Mm, junior brothers, you've done very well. This senior brother owes you a favor. Since you're here to take me away, we'll have to resolve this matter. The Poison Sect is arrogant and domineering. We won't tolerate their impudence, especially Xiao Yang. He's just a lowly commoner who dares to humiliate me. You must kill him, or else this senior brother won't agree to go with you. "
Three Thousand Desolations sneered. His thoughts were vicious, as if he could do whatever he wanted just because he had a powerful background.
The Poison Sect's sect head was livid as she listened on the side.
This damned Three Thousand Desolations was too much. If I'd known earlier, I would've killed him directly.
Three Thousand Desolations and Three Thousand Desolations looked troubled as they exchanged glances.
"What? Didn't you hear what your senior brother said? Or are you saying that you have no respect for your seniors and don't put this senior brother in your eyes? When we get back to the sect, I'll definitely report you. "
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