Hearing a familiar voice, Kim Tae-ho, who was preparing to ride on his coffin board, immediately turned around. He saw that the person was indeed Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen carried the coffin board on his shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Xiao, oh, Brother Xiao, this Fat Lord has really been tricked by you this time. Now, I have to rely on robbing others for a living. My days are worse than death. Even my waistline has gotten thinner."
Worse than death? That person you plucked until he was only left with his underwear would probably die from anger if he heard this.
As for his waistline, Xiao Chen could not see any changes. However, he felt guilty in his heart. At this moment, he could not get angry at Fatso. He smiled and said, "I was wrong in this matter. Come, let's go to my mountain. I will do my best as a host and take good care of you."
"Hurry up. This Fat Lord has been living in the deep mountains and forests for the past month. I don't even know how many mosquitoes I fed. Let's go!" Kim Tae-ho did not stand on ceremony at all, urging Xiao Chen to leave quickly.
"Your title is not very useful. This Fat Lord said that I was an old acquaintance of yours, but no one paid any attention to me. Finally, a female disciple summoned me, and I, this Fat Lord, said a few words and was chased out. "
Kim Tae-ho complained, feeling very upset as he carried the coffin board.
Xiao Chen looked at Kim Tae-ho's getup. He was covered in jewels and treasures, looking very vulgar. Furthermore, he was carrying a coffin board. It would be strange if anyone believed him.
However, Xiao Chen was very curious about who received this Fat Lord. With this Fat Lord's appearance, it was hard to imagine a female disciple receiving him.
"What did you say? Someone chased you out?"
Kim Tae-ho said, feeling wronged, "This Fat Lord is filled with righteousness. My heart is as clear as the moon. What could I say? That person introduced herself as Shui Lingling. I casually said that this girl is really pretty, with white skin and tender flesh. Just squeezing her would make her look like water. "
"Tell me, was this Fat Lord wronged? Before I finished praising her, she chased me out with a palm strike. The looks in the eyes of the male disciples in the hall, just thinking about it makes me scared. "
Xiao Chen is speechless and speechless. Shui Lingling has accumulated her prestige in the Haotian Sect for more than ten years. She is like a legendary fairy.
It could be described as a miracle that Fatso could walk out alive after saying these words.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Haven't I been wronged enough?"
What can I say? It's good enough that you're able to walk out alive.
Xiao Chen said helplessly, "Injustice, it really is injustice."
On the way down the mountain, Fatso poured out his grievances. Thousands of words converged into one sentence, which was that he had been tricked by Xiao Chen. After coming to the Kunlun Realm, life was worse than death. He had all sorts of bad luck. Even when he went to plunder, all he met were poor people.
Xiao Chen suddenly said, "How about I send you back now?"
Fatso fanned himself with his folding fan and smiled embarrassedly. "This … let's talk about it later … that … thinking about it, suffering a little is nothing. At the very least, this Fat Lord's waistline has shrunk."
Indeed, Xiao Chen smiled to himself. He knew that Kim Tae-ho was like this.
The two chatted along the way. When they reached the foot of the mountain, Xiao Chen frowned slightly and stopped. There was something wrong with the atmosphere nearby.
Kim Tae-ho noticed it as well. He quietly lowered the coffin lid on his shoulder and cautiously looked around.
"Damn you, Fatso! I finally caught you. Let's see where you can run to this time." "Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! "
Five or six people leaped down from all directions and surrounded Xiao Chen and Kim Tae-ho. All of them had strong auras and the golden identity medallions at their waists signifying that they were true inheritors.
The weakest of these people was an Inferior Grade Martial Sage. The leader was a peak Martial Sage.
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly. The person who spoke was actually an old friend.
When Xiao Chen first entered the Haotian Sect, this was the lower-realm genius who had mocked him several times — Gui Wu.
After not seeing Gui Wu for a few years, Gui Wu had become a true inheritor as well. His cultivation had also reached Medial Grade Martial Sage. In this great age, he could barely be considered a third-rate genius.
"I have already captured this person. Junior Brothers, please return," Xiao Chen said casually.
Xiao Chen asked casually. Given Xiao Chen's current status and strength, he did not care about Gui Wu at all.
Clearly, Gui Wu had not expected to run into Xiao Chen here. His body trembled imperceptibly for a moment.
However, Gui Wu immediately thought of something and plucked up his courage. He said, "Senior Brother Xiao, forgive me for not being able to comply. This person is the target of the Elders' Assembly. Please return him to us. Don't make things difficult for us."
Xiao Chen's face sank. He had already given Gui Wu a lot of face with his words, yet the other party was still not tactful.
Gui Wu had been observing Xiao Chen's expression. When he saw Xiao Chen's face sink, his heart started thumping heavily for no apparent reason. For no reason at all, his heart started to pound, as if it was going to jump out of his chest at any moment.
A few years ago, that white-robed bladesman's cultivation had been weaker than his. Unexpectedly, he had grown to such a level now.
Xiao Chen said in a cold voice, "I will not repeat myself. Junior Brother Gui, please move aside."
When the Fatty Lord saw this, he felt a strange warmth in his heart. The resentment in his chest lessened significantly.
Xiao Chen's words put immense pressure on Gui Wu. However, when he thought of a certain person's promise, he steeled his heart and stepped forward. "Xiao Chen, don't think that you can do whatever you want in the Haotian Sect.
"I'll tell you the truth. This is an order from the ancient race genius, Ren Kongjue, Young Master Ren. Ren Kongjue is an absolute genius comparable to Di Wuque. Today, you have to hand him over whether you want to or not. Otherwise, if you offend Young Master Ren, you can forget about holding your King conferral ceremony. "
Xiao Chen had never heard of Ren Kongjue before. He should be like Lan Shaobai, an ancient race genius who recently rose up in the Starry Heaven Silver Lake.
However, even if Di Wuque stood before him, Xiao Chen could not be bothered with him. Furthermore, it was someone comparable to Di Wuque.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and said, "Junior Brother Gui, after not seeing each other for a few years, you have forgotten this Xiao Chen's temper. Back then, when the peak inner sect disciples worked together to suppress me, did you ever see me, Xiao Chen, lower my head?
"Today, you want me to lower my head just because you mention an ancient race genius? You are really becoming more and more naive."
Before Gui Wu could reply, Xiao Chen threw a palm strike, and one thousand purple electric light wheels appeared behind him. Xiao Chen's casual palm strike carried the boundless might of thunder.
The sky rumbled, filled with the sound of thunder. Xiao Chen's feet did not move at all as he sent out a palm wind. This casual strike knocked Gui Wu back one kilometer.
"This palm strike is a lesson for you. If you want him, get Ren Kongjue to come and find me himself."
Then, Xiao Chen led Kim Tae-ho away.
Halfway there, Xiao Chen unfurled the Freedom Wings to avoid running into other trouble. Then, he drained his Magic Energy to activate the Magic Skill and took a step forward with Kim Tae-ho.
The place where they landed was outside Haotian City, the independent peak that the Haotian Sect had given Xiao Chen. A Peak Spirit Vein was suppressed under this peak.
Back then, when Xiao Chen helped the Haotian Sect take the top spot in the Heavenly Dew Divine Lake, the Haotian Sect had given him this independent peak as a reward.
Naturally, the greatest benefit was the Peak Spirit Vein under this peak. Now, Xiao Chen had close to fifty Peak Spirit Veins, so he did not care about this peak.
Fatso sighed when he saw Xiao Chen walk away in a tyrannical manner in front of a true inheritor, moving fifty kilometers with one step.
When Lord Jiu heard the commotion on the empty peak, he immediately rushed out.
Kim Tae-ho could not help but shake his head and say, "Xiao Chen, your servant is not good enough. He looks shifty-eyed. This Fat Lord's eyes can tell with one look that he is not a good person."
When Lord Jiu heard that, he immediately raged, "Where did this Fatso come from? How is this Lord Jiu not a good person?"
Kim Tae-ho sat down and picked up the teacup on the table. Then, he leisurely took a sip and said, "Don't pretend in front of this Fat Lord. When this Fat Lord did bad things, you were still in your mother's womb. With just a glance, this Fat Lord knew what you wanted to do. Hehe! Do you want to jump up and kick this Fat Lord now? "
Lord Jiu stared blankly. This fatty was right. He really wanted to give him a kick and teach him a lesson.
Looking at someone of the same trade?
Xiao Chen could not help but smile bitterly. After exchanging a few words of advice, the two calmed down.
After Kim Tae-ho rested for a while, Xiao Chen asked, "Dabao, why did you come to the Kunlun Realm after abandoning such a large business of the Jin Clan? How did you get here?"
At this moment, Fatso was no longer in the mood to fool around. He said, "Dabao, the Sky Dome Realm's Jin Clan has already developed to its peak. We can only go up. Being unrivaled is also very lonely.
"As for how I came up, money can move the heavens. Back then, the Wan Clan paid a huge price to send Wan Feng up. Naturally, I have my own way up as well.
"However, I came to find you not only because of the trivial matter of Astral Coins. I, Lord Fatty, am not such a heartless person. I won't keep such trivial matters in my heart and not let them go. "
Xiao Chen could not help feeling curious. He looked at Kim Tae-ho and asked, "What else is there?"
Kim Tae-ho took out a long, slender saber from his spatial ring. Then, he gently placed it on the table.
Xiao Chen's expression immediately changed. He looked at Kim Tae-ho and asked, "Where did you get this saber?"
"Don't get agitated. I know this is your Lunar Shadow Saber.
"About three months ago, boundless thunderclouds appeared above Thunder Emperor Valley, attracting all the experts of the Sky Dome Realm. They thought that a new immortal thunder was about to be born. Who knew, it was this saber that flew out.
"At that time, Ying Yue made a move and blocked the others, snatching the saber. She handed it to me, telling me to pass it to you when I go to the Kunlun Realm. Something seems wrong with this saber. "
Kim Tae-ho continued as he handed the saber to Xiao Chen. "What's wrong? Take a look, and you will know."
Xiao Chen received the Lunar Shadow Saber and grasped its hilt. Then, he gently tried to pull it out, but he could not.
Surprise appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes. He increased his strength and continued to pull. Even when he used five thousand tons of force, he still could not draw the Lunar Shadow Saber.
"This saber … is really dead …"
After a long time, Xiao Chen gave up trying. Boundless sorrow appeared on his face.
"It's not that serious. If it were really dead, why would I bring it here for you to see? I already showed it to Su Xiaoxiao. This is her family's specialty. This saber was originally dead. However, it now has some life. "
Kim Tae-ho's words were shocking, revealing a result that Xiao Chen did not expect.
The Heavenly Craft Manor belonged to Su Xiaoxiao's family. The various Spirit Weapons of the Sky Dome Realm were forged by her family. The Soul Slayer Bow in Xiao Chen's hand also came from the seniors of the Heavenly Craft Manor.
If the other party really came to this conclusion, it was most likely correct.
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