"Scoundrel, he got there first again. Why is he so lucky?"
After receiving Wutian's message, Gongsun Haoshu and the others were furious.
While they were furious, they began to think if there was any way to remedy the situation.
But in the end, they had to give up those unrealistic ideas.
Not to mention that Wutian had the Flood Dragon Emperor and the Demon Lord with him, the roster was so important that Wutian would definitely hide it like a treasure and not give them any chance to take advantage of it.
In desperation, the seven of them could only rush to the portal while fighting the foreign creatures. Fortunately, the stronger creatures in the Xuanhuang Battlefield were all killed by the Ice Demon Lord and the Flood Dragon Emperor, so their lives were not in danger.
As for the Origin of Light, when they learned that Wutian had rushed back to Samsara City, they judged that it was not in the Xuanhuang Battlefield.
This was easy to explain. If the Origin of Light was in this battlefield, Wutian would never have left.
Back to Wutian and the others.
With the Flood Dragon Emperor, the Demon Lord, and the Four Great Saints clearing the way, their journey was smooth. It only took them half a month to reach the portal.
Of course, this was under the condition that they were on the way while clearing out the foreign creatures.
If they were simply on the way, with the Ice Demon Lord's strength, they would probably be able to reach Samsara City in less than two hours.
"This expedition is faster than I thought." Looking back at the Xuanhuang Battlefield, the Flood Dragon Emperor sighed with a complicated expression.
He thought that entering the battlefield this time would be the same as before, at least a few decades, or even a few centuries. He did not expect that it would only take a few years to clear the Xuanhuang Battlefield.
The Ice Demon Master smiled and said, "Wutian, it's all thanks to you that we were able to end this battle in such a short time. When we return, I will have a good discussion with the Flood Dragon Emperor and the four Saints to give you a generous reward."
"What reward?" Wutian asked curiously.
"You will know when the time comes." The Ice Demon Lord smiled mysteriously and led the group into the portal.
"Greetings, Demon Lord!"
"Greetings, Lord Saint!"
"Greetings, Four Saints!"
As soon as the group entered the War Merit Temple, they heard a series of respectful voices.
Looking in the direction of the voice, the leaders were Taishi Thunder Lord and Kongbi Wisdom Lord. They were the two city lords of Shangxuan City. Behind the four of them were law enforcers.
The most noteworthy thing was that there was an old man and a young man beside Taishi Thunder King.
The old man was none other than Steward He of the Holy Master Manor. As for the little one, was there even a need to guess? Of course, it was the Flood Dragon Emperor's daughter, Cai Xue.
"Father, you're back!"
Little Cai Xue called out intimately. She opened her little arms and ran over. However, she suddenly stopped halfway. Then, her pair of lively eyes scanned the crowd, as if she was looking for someone.
When Wutian saw this, he immediately felt a headache because he had a premonition that the person Little Cai Xue was looking for was him.
He moved stealthily and hid behind the Flood Dragon King and the rest. He then said, "Seniors, I still have some matters to attend to. I will take my leave first."
"Sure, but once you leave, you will never be able to erase your identity as a spy. If you don't erase your identity as a spy, the one billion battle credits you got from the Shangxuan Saints will naturally be of no use," the Flood Dragon King said lightly.
"Uh!"
Wutian was stunned. Then, he smiled bitterly. He could only brace himself and stay where he was.
"Humph! You scoundrel brat, you bullied my precious daughter and you want to leave just like that? You're dreaming. " The Flood Dragon King snorted coldly in his heart. He then looked around and smiled. "Thunder Lord and the rest can stay. The rest can leave!"
"Yes!"
The group of law enforcers bowed and left.
Then, the Flood Dragon King waved his sleeve. Wutian and the rest only saw a blur before they appeared in a small wooden house in the next moment.
The wooden house was not big, and the decorations were rather simple. There were only a dozen wooden tea tables and chairs neatly placed on the ground. It gave off a simple aura.
"Everyone, please take a seat." The Flood Dragon King extended his hand and greeted them. He then sat on the main seat with the Ice Demon Master.
The four Saints and the rest spread out and sat according to their status and identity.
"Big spy, I have finally found you."
Since everyone had spread out, Wutian naturally had nowhere to hide. Little Cai Xue's eyes lit up. She immediately pounced on him with bared fangs and brandished claws.
"Cai Xue, Daddy has important matters to discuss with your uncles. Can you go outside and play first?" The Flood Dragon King looked kindly at Cai Xue and said dotingly.
"I don't want to." Cai Xue refused without even turning her head. She revealed two small canine teeth and continued to pounce on Wutian fiercely.
The Flood Dragon Emperor shook his head helplessly and looked at Housekeeper He beside him. The latter understood and hurriedly walked forward. He nodded kindly at Wutian and then forcefully took away little Cai Xue who was unwilling to give up.
"Phew!"
At this moment, Wutian heaved a sigh of relief secretly. He had learned that he had to lower his head when he was under someone else's roof!
The Flood Dragon King glanced at him mockingly as if to say, "Don't be in such a hurry to give up. The real show is yet to come!"
Wutian smiled embarrassedly. However, he was extremely disdainful in his heart. Once my identity as a spy is removed, I will leave immediately regardless of who you are.
"Master, how is the situation in the Xuanhuang Battlefield?" At this moment, the Taishi Thunder King finally could not hold back his impatience and expressed his doubts.
"There are no more Saints in the Xuanhuang Battlefield." The Flood Dragon King smiled and said something that made the Taishi Thunder King and the rest very excited.
The Flood Dragon King added, "The Xuanhuang Battlefield is no longer a fearsome place. Any cultivator who is a Nine-Star Commander and above can enter to gain experience. By the way, have you dealt with the spies on the four lists?"
"The spies on the four lists have all been eliminated. The only ones left are …" At this point, the Taishi Thunder King turned his gaze and looked at Wutian.
The Flood Dragon King glanced at him and said, "Bastard, isn't it time for you to hand over the last list?"
"Unless you remove my identity as a spy first, there is no room for negotiation." The corner of Wutian's mouth lifted as he looked at the Flood Dragon King with a faint smile. It was as if he was saying, "Senior, you are already old. Don't play any tricks to save yourself from being humiliated."
"Uh!"
As soon as Su Mo said that, everyone present looked at each other in dismay.
The Flood Dragon King's face darkened and his veins popped out. He wanted to go up and give that bastard a good beating. However, for the sake of the big picture, he chose to endure it in the end!
"King Ming, immediately announce Wutian's identity to the world and clear his name. Oh, and Gongsun Haoshu and the rest."
"Yes."
Wise King Kongbi nodded and looked at Wutian meaningfully. In this world, perhaps only this lawless little guy dared to threaten the Flood Dragon Emperor in public!
Soon, King Ming used his power to announce Wutian's identity to the world. At this moment, the world finally understood the truth. It turned out that they had wronged Wutian and the rest.
"Are you satisfied now?" The Flood Dragon King's face darkened.
"Yes, very satisfied. Seniors, please wait for a moment. I will go and get the list for you." Wutian chuckled. Then, with a thought, Han Tian and the rest disappeared without a trace.
"This brat is more slippery than a loach." The Ice Demon Master shook his head and laughed.
The others could not help but shake their heads helplessly.
The Flood Dragon King snorted. "No matter how slippery he is, he will be the second Saint of the Eastern Region."
"What?"
The Flood Dragon King's words were shocking. Other than the Upper Profound Saints and the Ice Demon Master who already knew about it, everyone stood up and looked at the Flood Dragon King in disbelief.
"Don't be surprised. This is the decision that the Demon Master and I made after much consideration." The Flood Dragon King smiled. He had already expected everyone's reaction.
Taishi Thunder King cupped his hands and said, "Master, disciple admits that Wutian is better than ordinary people in terms of intelligence and talent. Even us of the older generation are ashamed of our inferiority. However, his current strength can only be considered average at best. In disciple's opinion, he is far from enough to be the Saint Master of the Eastern Region.
"Saint, Thunder King is right. If Wutian has the strength of you or the Demon Master, we will naturally not have any objections. After all, we have all seen his means in the Xuanhuang Battlefield. However, means do not represent everything. To become the Saint of the Eastern Region, one must have the strength to convince others." The North Profound Saint echoed.
"Wutian's strength is not enough? Then I would like to ask you, what achievements did you have when you were Wutian's age? "The Ice Demon Master asked.
"This …"
Everyone wanted to refute, but in the end, they found that they had no words to refute.
"You don't know the answer? Then let me tell you. "
The Ice Demon Master sneered, "At Wutian's age, all of you were just nameless pawns. On the other hand, Wutian only used a short two or three hundred years to not only leave behind an illustrious reputation in the Five Great Continents, but now that he has come to the Graveyard of Gods and Devils, he only used a few years to establish illustrious military exploits, becoming an existence that everyone knows. Do you really think he is not qualified?"
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
Thinking about it carefully, it was true.
Take the matter of tracking down spies for example. The Flood Dragon Emperor and the Taishi Thunder King used tens of thousands of years to no avail. However, Wutian only used a few years to find all the spies hidden in the Eastern Region. With this contribution, it was reasonable for him to become the Saint.
However, they always thought that Wutian was still very young and did not have enough qualifications to take on such a great responsibility.
The Flood Dragon Emperor sighed. "I know what you are thinking, but if you think about it from a different perspective, you might not think so."
"That's right. Senior Brother has not even been born for three hundred years, and he has such achievements. As long as he continues to grow, it is only a matter of time before he surpasses us. Moreover, if it were not for him, I am afraid that no one who entered the Xuanhuang Battlefield would have returned alive."
At this time, the Upper Profound Saint who had been silent finally spoke.
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