"So I am giving you a choice. Either you die, or you submit to me."
Ling Xian's gaze was teasing but his tone was cold.
Hearing this, the elder silenced and didn't know what to choose.
The former means he will lose his consciousness and his soul will be destroyed. The latter means he will sell his pride and become Ling Xian's slave.
Both choices were incomparably cruel. Therefore, he was hesitant.
At this, Ling Xian grinned, "I wonder if you want to be the ruler of the Court of Thunder?"
"What do you mean?" The elder's eyes flickered as if he realized something.
"Very simple. The ruler of the Court of Thunder will come here sooner or later. I cannot avoid a battle against him."
Ling Xian spoke softly, "If you choose to submit to me, then I will let you sit on the ruler's seat."
Hearing this, the elder's eyes flashed with light. He was tempted.
Though he was highly respected, he was merely the vice ruler of the Court of Thunder. Now that he had the chance to sit on the ruler's seat, he naturally couldn't resist.
In this way, this cruel multiple-choice question did not seem so cruel anymore.
On one side was death, on the other side was becoming the ruler and living in glory. Though he was destined to be under Ling Xian's feet, he would still be above everyone else.
Therefore, the elder was silent for a while and gritted his teeth, "If you can kill the ruler of the Court of Thunder, then I am willing to submit to you."
"That won't do."
Ling Xian softly smiled. Though the result was the same, the process was different. If the elder only recognizes him after he kills the ruler of the Court of Thunder, then wouldn't he be begging the elder to recognize him as his master?
Though the elder was somewhat useful to him, he could at least allow him to freely enter the Court of Thunder and train in those mysterious places. In other words, he could control the entire Court of Thunder.
But without this person, Ling Xian could do all this. It would just be more troublesome.
"You can only make a decision now. My patience is limited." Ling Xian spoke softly. Then, he closed his eyes and no longer spoke.
Seeing this, the elder fell into a dilemma.
He knew that Ling Xian was testing him to see if he trusted him or not. If he doesn't make a decision now, then what awaits him will be a heavy punch that kills him.
But if he makes a decision and Ling Xian loses to the ruler of the Court, then he will still die. In other words, this was a gamble.
If he lost, he would lose his life. If he won, he would have a bright future.
The old man did not want to gamble, but he had no choice. Or else Ling Xian would kill him right away.
"This kid's fleshly body is powerful. I can only withstand three moves from him at most. This is something that even the Pavilion Master can't do. In other words, he has a higher chance of winning. "
The old man thought to himself. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master, I am willing to submit to you."
"Smart choice."
Ling Xian opened his eyes and grinned, "I want to take you as my servant because I want someone to help me manage the Court of Thunder. It will save me a lot of trouble. Don't worry, you won't regret your decision today. "
"Since I've already made my decision, it's useless even if I regret it."
The old man sighed softly and said, "Young Master, I wonder if I should swear on the Heavenly Dao, or should you place a restriction on me?"
"An oath to the Heavenly Dao will do."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "I don't plan on restricting you too much. After you recognize me as your Master, you will still be you. Plus, you will become the true ruler of the Court of Thunder."
"Yes, Young Master."
The old man revealed a smile and suddenly felt much more relaxed. Then, he extended three fingers and swore to the Heavens.
The general meaning was to recognize Ling Xian as his Master and never betray him.
"Very good. Now, let's wait for the ruler of the Court to show up." Ling Xian softly grinned. Then, he closed his eyes and began to meditate like an old monk.
"Aye, I hope he can defeat the Pavilion Master."
The old man silently sighed. He didn't think that not only would he end up losing the rice used to lure him, he would also become Ling Xian's slave.
But now that things have gotten to this point, it was useless to regret. He could only serve Ling Xian wholeheartedly. Or else the Heavens will send down a God's Trial that will destroy his soul.
Therefore, he retracted all the negative emotions he felt and walked to the side to meditate.
Just like that, time passed by little by little.
Half a month later, Ling Xian silently opened his eyes. A ray of light flashed across his eyes.
He felt an extremely powerful Qi that was around the peak of the original level. During this period of time, only one original leveled cultivator came to the Wen Clan – the ruler of the Court of Thunder.
"So he's here …"
Mumbling, Ling Xian straightened his body. Instantly, the space within three meters around him crumbled.
Then, a statement full of killer's intent arose and startled the entire Wen Clan.
"Where is the person who killed my subordinates? Get the f * ck out here! "
Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned. He tore apart space with his bare hands and appeared above the Wen Clan.
Before him stood a man with thick brows and big eyes. He was wearing a purple robe. He was extraordinarily handsome and his demeanor was threatening. He was exuding a terrifying Qi.
Also, there was the scent of thunder and lightning around him. It was as if he could destroy everything.
Everyone from the Wen Clan ran out as well. The moment they saw this person, they couldn't help but reveal fear on their faces.
All because this person's name was far too famous and his capabilities were far too powerful!
Even Ling Xian frowned slightly. He felt a sense of pressure from this person. However, he wasn't afraid. He said, "I am the one who killed your subordinates."
"Hmm? No Qi? "
The man raised an eyebrow. But when he felt Ling Xian's energy, his pupils constricted, "No, your physique is very strong!"
"You are a powerhouse at the peak of the original level after all. You saw through me right away." Ling Xian grinned.
"It is no wonder you were able to kill my subordinates. You have some capabilities."
The man coldly snickered and said aggressively, "But so what? Before me, you are an ant that I can easily kill! "
"You sure are dominating and confident."
Ling Xian frowned, "So you are saying you want to fight me no matter what?"
"You stopped the Court of Thunder from destroying the Wen Clan and killed a few of my subordinates. I have to take your life!"
The man was overbearing and overbearing. His face was full of arrogance and he didn't think anything of Ling Xian at all.
Her high and mighty demeanor made Ling Xian frown. He felt a little uncomfortable. Therefore, his expression turned cold, "It looks like you and I will have to fight. Only one of us can live."
"That person can only be me. When that happens, I want to see who in the Wen Clan can stop the Court of Thunder."
The man smiled in disdain and glanced around. His eyes were brewing with lightning and thunder that made every single Wen Clan shudder.
At this, the man became even more disdainful. Then, he shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian, "You are quite capable. If you surrender to me, I can spare your life."
"The winner hasn't been decided yet. Don't you think it's a little too early for you to say that?" Ling Xian spoke softly. His indestructible physique began to summon and emit golden light.
"Haha, after I kill you, it will be too late!"
The man laughed out loud. Then, he shouted out loud. His godly energy shook the entire sky!
"Young man, accept your death!"
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