The token was simple and unadorned, about the size of half a palm. pbx.m
After the verification, Xie Tian probed the token with his Divine Sense as soon as he received it.
"It's really mysterious. It can actually extract my aura invisibly …"
Xie Tian didn't understand what kind of method it was, but it was a little scary to be able to collect his aura without alerting him.
"This is the method of the Three Thousand Worlds …" Xie Tian sighed inwardly and walked toward Secretary Zhou. He cupped his fists and said, "Secretary Zhou, I still have something to do. I want to leave for a while."
Secretary Zhou also understood. After all, the storage bag with the hundred grade seven spirit stones was still in his arms. He said, "Go and come back quickly. You must be back here before noon."
Xie Tian agreed and passed through the crowd with Chu Lingxian. Not long after, he saw the wretched old man looking at him with a smile.
"Old Father!"
"Old Brother Mo!"
The two hurried forward. Old Father glanced at Chu Lingxian and then looked at Xie Tian. He couldn't hide a trace of joy in his old eyes. He said slowly, "The list of the Three Thousand Fighters is close at hand. Let's go all out."
Xie Tian nodded heavily and asked, "Old Father, do you have any other instructions?"
Old Father's Eye of Divination flickered. He carefully looked at Xie Tian and asked, "How's the preparation?"
Xie Tian shook his head with a wry smile. He was about to open his mouth to talk about the predicament of comprehension when Chu Lingxian interrupted with a smile, "Old Brother Mo, you don't know. Xie Tian almost turned the Zhou Family upside down in the past month …"
Old Father was stunned. This was completely different from what he had imagined. What happened to pretending to be a grandson?
However, he knew very well what kind of person Chu Lingxian was. So Old Father looked at Xie Tian again.
"There are some misunderstandings …"
Xie Tian pulled his father aside and whispered to him. Chu Lingxian felt a little wronged. She wanted to eavesdrop, but she couldn't put down her pride. She could only murmur to herself, "I'm also one of you …"
After listening to Xie Tian's words, Zhang Ye's father was really dumbfounded. He asked in a daze, "I, I told him to pretend to be a pig. It was just a perfunctory remark. How, how did he remember it?"
To put it bluntly, Xie Tian's current predicament was caused by his father's words.
However, his father didn't expect that the fat sheep he had casually caught would be so keen on pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
"This is troublesome …"
His father wore a distressed expression. The reason why he had asked Xie Tian to pretend to be a grandson was so that he could return to the Kingdom of the Nine States without a hitch. If Xie Tian's performance was too eye-catching and he didn't belong to any sect, how would he be able to return?
If Xie Tian could not return, would he dare to return?
Thinking about Wu Shang, thinking about Shen Shao, and then thinking about the Mad Old Man, Zhang Ye's father suddenly thought of a hundred ways to die …
"There's an even bigger problem …" Xie Tian added. pbx.m
Xie Tian never joked, so Zhang Ye's father's face turned pale with fright. "What kind of problem?"
"Him." Chu Lingxian raised her chin and looked at Zhang Ye with a strange expression. "Didn't you put in some effort when you caught a fat sheep?"
Zhang Ye's father sneered. "This old man still needs a bit of help from such a naive person …"
"Big Brother Ling Xian just turned thirty this year," Xie Tian said softly, interrupting Zhang Ye's father.
Zhang Ye's father felt as if he had been struck by lightning. After a long while, he came to his senses and said in shock, "Who, who is he …"
Xie Tian shook his head. "I don't know the specifics, but …"
"But what?"
"I know Big Brother Ling Xian's opponent."
Thinking of the woman who could make Chu Lingxian tremble with fear, Xie Tian felt a chill all over his body.
"Who is it?"
"A woman at the Peak of Dao Master at the age of 22."
Under Xie Tian's gaze, Chu Ling Xian's father, who had his back to Chu Ling Xian, was dumbfounded for the time it took for an incense stick to burn. Only then did he come back to his senses. His eyes glazed over as he stuttered, "Help, help me …"
Xie Tian hurriedly reached out to support his father, whose legs had turned to jelly, and sighed in his heart.
He had many opponents in his life, such as Li Jian and Tianxin.
Not to mention that these opponents were all stronger than him, as long as they could be called opponents, they must be on par with each other.
Even if Chu Lingxian was no match for Celestial Garment, she must be on par with him in some aspects.
Was a person who could be on par with a 22-year-old at the Peak of Dao Master in some aspects really a fat sheep?
Even if she was, she was not his father's fat sheep.
"Big Brother Ling Xian is kind and pure. Father, it's not too late to mend the pen after the sheep is lost."
When his father could stand firm, Xie Tian let go of his hand and said to Chu Lingxian with a smile, "Big Brother, Father is looking for you."
Chu Lingxian ran over with joy and said excitedly, "Brother Mo, I missed you so much!"
Because of the word "die", his father almost fell down. Xie Tian shook his head with a smile and walked to the side alone. He stared blankly into the distance, and his mind was full of the List of Three Thousand Fighters.
His father and Chu Lingxian didn't talk for a long time. His father looked much better, but Chu Lingxian's face was flushed, and her eyes were full of enthusiasm. It seemed that after his father's advice, she had become better at pretending to be a pig. She thanked him again and again.
"Brother Ling Xian, you don't have to be so polite." His father said with a straight face, "Don't you see me as a brother?"
Even with Xie Tian's temperament, he shivered when he heard such shameless words. He secretly clicked his tongue and said, "No wonder he's my father …"
After talking about all kinds of trivial things, his father's topic became Xie Tian again, and Xie Tian finally told him his biggest concern.
His father was not surprised. He said slowly, "Do you know who accompanied me to the Natural Law Realm three thousand years ago?"
Hearing the special time point of three thousand years, Xie Tian's pupils shrank slightly, and he replied without hesitation, "Xie Wudi?"
"That's him." His father sighed. "Do you know why he agreed to come with me?"
"He wanted to solve the problem of the Taoist root!"
His father shook his head and sighed. "But even he couldn't solve the problem."
Xie Tian was silent for a long time. He asked, "What's his result?"
"Oh …" His father sighed with mixed feelings and said nothing for a long time.
Xie Tian understood.
His father's goal was the Xuanyuan Battle Tablet, which was the reward for being in the top hundred thousand.
Since this was the second time, it meant that Xie Wudi did not enter the top hundred thousand last time.
In an instant, the pressure that almost suffocated Xie Tian doubled again.
"Even Xie Wudi couldn't make it into the top hundred thousand …"
As if sensing that Xie Tian's straight back was slightly bent due to the pressure, his father said bitterly, "What a pity. It would be great if the Three Thousand Fights List could be five or six years later."
Xie Tian was shocked. "Why?"
"In five years, the Wan Province will change and return to the nine provinces. The fate of the nine provinces will gradually be complete, and you …" His father looked at Xie Tian. "The genius invited by the fate of the three realms will be the first to have his Taoist root repaired."
Xie Tian understood.
But he also understood that there were no ifs in this world.
"I'll do my best."
After saying this, the three of them went their separate ways.
"There won't be a third three thousand years …"
His father stared blankly at Xie Tian's receding figure and murmured with a bitter smile, "Although I've been frightened by all your heaven-defying actions, this time, I really hope that you can defy the heavens and scare me again. But, is it possible …"
Under the scorching sun, it was noon.
The noisy gathering place gradually quieted down.
Elder Chu Ling looked around and said lightly, "After verification, there are a total of 653 people in Lodging City. The information does not match, but the total number of hundreds of thousands of people remains the same. The ownership of these 653 people is now bestowed by me!"
After saying this, a monstrous pressure exploded from Chōrei. Everyone felt like the world was going to be destroyed!
"Don't panic!"
Zhou Qing waved his hand, and a light shrouded everyone from the Zhou Family. Xie Tian looked around and saw countless cultivators. Ninety-nine percent of them were kneeling on the ground, and less than a thousand of them were still standing.
"These cultivators have different cultivation levels, but Chōrei can tell them apart in an instant and change the pressure …"
Xie Tian's blood-red eyes lit up when he saw such a superb method of control.
Chōrei waved her hand, and the thousands of people standing on the platform were drawn up. Then, she closed her Dao Eye and released her immortal will, which enveloped everyone.
After a while, Chōrei opened her eyes and waved her hand again. There were 653 people on the platform, no more and no less.
"You're very lucky to be able to participate in the List of Three Thousand Fighters."
Seeing that the hundreds of people were so excited that their faces were flushed, Chōrei smiled and looked at a certain young man. Then, she ordered her subordinates to register the lucky ones and distribute the tokens.
His glance didn't escape Zhou Qing's attention.
"Xie Tian."
Xie Tian went up and bowed, "Greetings, elder."
"That kid is your opponent. Be careful when you enter the arena."
Following Zhou Qing's gaze, Xie Tian saw a pale-faced young man in his blood-red eyes.
Looking at the young man's face, Xie Tian couldn't help but recall himself when his Primordial Yang was taken away five years ago.
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