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Chapter 351

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The Sun had just risen and its faint golden light shone down on the mountains of the Wan Jian House. It was warm and bright.

However, to everyone in the Wan Jian House, it was cold and dark.

This was all because the foreign kinds whose descendants were killed by Ling Xian had come with all their powerhouses.

In other words, they were all here.

In midair, the silhouettes of the foreign kinds were standing proudly like mountains. They were all emitting terrifying Qi.

Three silhouettes, in particular, were as deep as the ocean and gave off an unpredictable vibe.

One of them was a roc, another was a six-armed gorilla, and the last was a nine-headed spiritual lion. All three of these beings belonged to the royal kind of beasts. Their capabilities were terrifying and they were all of the original level!

After finding out that all the powerhouses they sent out were killed by Ling Xian, these three kinds were enraged. They then contacted all the foreign kinds in Yunzhou to discuss this.

After some discussion, all the foreign kinds agreed and decided to attack the Wan Jian House. For one, they wanted to force the Wan Jian House to hand over Ling Xian. For another, they wanted to use this opportunity to tell the humankind in Yunzhou.

The foreign kinds were not to be messed with!

Therefore, under the leadership of the three original leveled powerhouses, all the foreign kinds in Yunzhou made their move and arrived at the Wan Jian House.

Perhaps it was because the commotion they caused was too big, or because all the different forces in Yunzhou had been paying attention to this. Therefore, after the foreign kinds arrived at the Wan Jian House, the powerhouses of the 10 dynasties and nine Houses arrived as well.

Though the 10 dynasties and nine Houses did not have a good relationship with each other and there were conflicts between them, those were conflicts between families. Now that all the foreign kinds in Yunzhou had arrived, the different forces naturally had to work together to fight against the foreign kinds.

At once, the two sides were at a stalemate. Nobody made a move first.

After all, if the foreign kinds and the humankind start a war, it would not be a good thing for either side.

"Dao Wu Ji, have you made up your mind?"

A golden-haired elder sat in midair in a lotus position. His entire body was pulsing with energy. Like a Buddha, he appeared profound and extraordinary.

He was the original leveled cultivator of the roc kind and one of the three powerhouses in this war.

"We've been in a deadlock here for three days. If you still can't give us an answer, don't blame me for being impolite." An old man with blood-red eyes spoke indifferently, and a cold killing intent spread out. It was as if an Asura had descended into the world, causing people to tremble in fear.

This person was a Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Six Armed Gorilla Clan.

The other elder, who was a nine-headed spirit lion, did not say anything. However, his wildly dancing long hair revealed his intentions.

The rest of the completion levelled foreign kinds reacted the same way. Their expressions and actions conveyed the same message.

If Dao Wu Ji doesn't hand over Ling Xian, then war will begin!

At this, Dao Wu Ji frowned, feeling troubled.

Three days ago, these foreign kinds arrived and threatened him with capabilities that far surpassed the Wan Jian House. They wanted him to hand over Ling Xian.

Facing the threat of the foreign races, he would naturally not agree to it. However, if he did not agree to it, it would mean that war would break out. Once the war breaks out, the Wan Jian House will find it hard to defend against the foreign kinds.

Not to mention their overall strength, just the number of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators was already a far cry. Even though he was known as the best swordsman in history, he was no opponent of three original levelled cultivators!

Therefore, Dao Wu Ji was caught in a dilemma.

As the leader of the House, he was responsible for the lives of the entire House. Naturally, he could not act recklessly. If he hands over Ling Xian, then he would be personally ending the Wan Jian House's glory. He might even lose a future powerhouse.

There was no need to explain what a powerhouse represented. Once Ling Xian reaches this level, then the Wan Jian House will be in glory and never fall.

Though Ling Xian was still a long way from reaching that realm, Dao Wu Ji firmly believed that one day, he will be able to lead the Wan Jian House to the pinnacle of glory!

Therefore, how could Dao Wu Ji be willing to part with him?

However, his unwillingness meant that today's situation would not end well. Either the Wan Jian House wins, or the Wan Jian House dies.

There was no third option.

Don't forget, he was the leader of the House and was responsible for the lives of everyone. How could he give up the lives of the entire House just for Ling Xian?

Therefore, Dao Wu Ji was hesitant and was in a dilemma.

"Giving up Ling Xian can save the lives of everyone in the House, but it also means I am ending the Wan Jian House's hope of ruling the world. On top of that, he is a descendant of the Wan Jian House. If I cannot even save his life, then wouldn't everyone in the House be bitterly disappointed? "

Dao Wu Ji's brows were tightly locked together as he silently considered what choice he should make.

The situation was very clear. If he chooses to give up Ling Xian, then the Wan Jian House will be humiliated. But if he chooses to start a war, then many lives will be lost and the Wan Jian House's thousands of years of history will be ruined.

Seeing that the leader was not speaking, the blond elder's eyes flickered and he asked in a low voice, "Dao Wu Ji, I will ask you one last time. Are you going to hand over Ling Xian or not?"

Sighing softly, Dao Wu Ji had no other choice but to act shamelessly, "I want to hand him over. But like I said, Ling Xian is not in the House right now. How am I supposed to hand him over?"

"Of course I know he is not in the Wan Jian House right now." The blond elder spoke softly. His expression remained calm and unchanging.

The other spiritual beings were not surprised either. Instead, they revealed a taunting expression.

"Then why are you asking me to choose?!" Dao Wu Ji's expression darkened as he realized what the foreign kinds were planning.

They knew from the beginning that Ling Xian was not in the Wan Jian House. Yet they continued to threaten the Wan Jian House. They had two goals. One, they wanted the Wan Jian House to publicly announce that they were giving up on Ling Xian. That way, they would be able to hunt him down without hesitation.

Two, they wanted to use this opportunity to humiliate the Wan Jian House and attack the humankind's arrogance.

Think about it. The Wan Jian House, one of the nine Houses, was forced to give up on its own disciple. How humiliating was that?

It could be said to be a great humiliation!

And that was what the foreign kinds were planning!

Realizing the foreign kinds' evil intentions, Dao Wu Ji's anger boiled and his killer's intent boiled.

The powerhouses from the 10 Dynasties and nine Houses frowned as well, but they didn't say anything. The reason they were here to cheer for the humankind, not for the Wan Jian House.

On top of that, there were a few forces that were against the Wan Jian House.

"You guessed correctly. That is what we were planning."

The blond elder revealed a sarcastic and cold smile. His gold eyes were like swords as he stared at Dao Wu Ji. He mocked, "But so what? There are only two paths before you. Either you give up on Ling Xian in shame, or you fight to the death and get your House destroyed! "

At those words, Dao Wu Ji was enraged. Killer's intent poured out of him like a tidal wave. He looked like he was about to make a move.

As the leader of the Wan Jian House, he was known to shock the world with his sword. When has he ever been humiliated like this? The Wan Jian House was one of the nine Houses and ruled over the North of Yunzhou. When has they ever been surrounded by enemies?

This was a huge humiliation!

Especially since the foreign kinds didn't even bother to hide their intentions. It was obvious that they wanted to humiliate the Wan Jian House. How could he not be angry?

Not only him, but the 12 peak leaders and all the descendants of the meditational level were all enraged. They felt like there was a ball of fire burning in their chests. They wanted nothing more than to tear the foreign kinds into pieces!

Even the powerhouses from the 10 Dynasties and nine Houses were frowning. Their expressions were unfriendly.

Some things were clear to everyone and didn't need to be said out loud. Once it is said out loud, it was the same as forcing the other party into a dead end.

Take for example, if the blond elder didn't say what he just said, then perhaps there was still room for negotiation. But this person was far too arrogant. By saying what he said in front of everyone, he was forcing the Wan Jian House to the edge of a cliff.

Either they wag their tails and beg for mercy and humiliate their Clan, or they fight to the death and die a horrible death.

"Damned roc, you are far too arrogant!"

Dao Wu Ji's face was full of anger as his black hair tussled in the wind. Like the reincarnation of a demon, his killer's intent was terrifying.

However, against Dao Wu Ji's anger, the blond elder was not fazed. Instead, he revealed a nonchalant smile, "Dao Wu Ji, you and I both know very well that the Wan Jian House cannot defend against the foreign kinds' alliance. Therefore, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge is your only option. "

"Temporarily avoid the sharp edge?"

Dao Wu Ji coldly snickered, "You're talking about being humiliated."

"You can put it that way." The blond elder grinned, "Alright, I don't want to waste any more time with you. Make your choice."

"Hehe, if I were you, I would choose to give up on Ling Xian. Though we will be humiliated, at the very least, we can ensure that the Wan Jian House's legacy will not end. "

The six-armed gorilla elder snickered and acted like he was watching a good show.

The rest of the foreign kinds were also looking forward to Dao Wu Ji saying the word "give up". That way, he would be labeled as a traitor and humiliate the entire Wan Jian House.

Yes, to them, Dao Wu Ji had no other choice but to choose to be humiliated.

However, Dao Wu Ji's decision was out of their expectations. It was out of everyone's expectations.

"I will only ask you one thing."

Dao Wu Ji's expression was serious as he glanced over the Wan Jian House's Elders and descendants. He then made a statement that made everyone's blood boil.

"Are you willing to fight with me to the death and protect the Wan Jian House's glory?!"

At those words, everyone in the Wan Jian House felt their blood boiling and rushing to their heads!

"I am willing!"

Nobody knew who yelled it out first, but then, the word "I am willing" echoed in everyone's ears and shook up the Heaven and Earth!

These simple words represented the determination to throw away life and death and the determination to protect the Wan Jian House's glory!

"Very well. Everyone in the Wan Jian House, listen up …" Dao Wu Ji nodded and raised his right hand. He uttered out a statement that was full of determination and killer's intent.

"Kill all the enemies before you and protect the Wan Jian House!"

As soon as his voice trailed off, an infinite amount of killer's intent rolled out of him. The temperature of the entire area dropped to freezing point.

A great war was about to begin!

However, just as the atmosphere instantly became heavy, a calm yet unquestionable statement slowly rang out, causing everyone present to be stunned.

"I, Ling Xian, betray the House and have nothing to do with the Wan Jian House!"

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