"Is Chen Xiaobei an idiot now? We asked you to choose a Holy Item but you refused! Why do you want to fight with us? Ancestor Red Cloud is coming soon! You can just wait for your death! "
"Chen Xiaobei is a classic case of going for wool and coming home shorn! Oh no! It's more like going for wool and coming home shorn! Hahaha … "
"Ancestor Red Cloud is nearby! Just now, his item took Xuan Ming away! He will be here soon! Maybe he is already hiding in the dark. Once he makes a move, he will take Chen Xiaobei's life! "
"Heh, look at what you're saying! Ancestor Red Cloud is so powerful! What is Chen Xiaobei's cultivation? Is he worthy enough for Ancestor Red Cloud to ambush him? "
"From what I see, Ancestor Red Cloud did not even bother to attack Chen Xiaobei. He wants to see this kid kneel down and beg for mercy! Or else, once the Nine-Nine Soul Dispersing Gourd is out, Chen Xiaobei would be a puddle of blood by now! "
Without a doubt, the Chanism disciples and the Western Sect disciples were filled with confidence.
From what they could see, Chen Xiaobei was no match for Ancestor Red Cloud. Once the battle started, Chen Xiaobei would definitely die.
Because of that, right now, they were all looking at Chen Xiaobei with extreme disdain. It was as if they were looking at a super idiot who was about to put on a funny show!
Chen Xiaobei was not affected at all. In fact, he was already smiling.
Chen Xiaobei was also looking at them with the same gaze. He really wanted to take a picture of them right now. It was just too funny.
"Did Ancestor Red Cloud reply to you?" Guangchengzi asked anxiously.
"No … Did he reply to you?" Maitreya Buddha was also a little nervous. "Let's send a few more messages! Let Ancestor Red Cloud come sooner. I can only be at ease when he takes Chen Xiaobei's life! "
So, these two idiots took out their communication jade talismans and started to send messages to Ancestor Red Cloud. They sent a few messages in a row.
They were hoping that Ancestor Red Cloud would come sooner.
Unfortunately, no matter how many messages they sent, they were like stones sinking into the ocean. There was no response at all.
"Two idiots! Stop messing around. Look at this! "
Suddenly, Chen Xiaobei took out Ancestor Hong Yun's communication jade talisman and threw it over.
"How … how is this possible!?"
After receiving the communication jade talisman, Guangchengzi and Maitreya Buddha glanced at it and were immediately stunned. "How did Ancestor Hong Yun's communication jade talisman end up in Chen Xiaobei's hands?"
Seeing the scene in front of them, not only the two of them, but all the disciples of the Chan School and the Western School revealed expressions of disbelief.
One should know that Ancestor Hong Yun was their last hope!
But, Chen Xiaobei had Ancestor Hong Yun's jade communication talisman with him?!
This wasn't a joke!!!
If Chen Xiaobei was in cahoots with Ancestor Hong Yun, all of them would be dead meat!
"A bunch of idiots! Take a look at this. "
Chen Xiaobei raised his eyebrows and took out the Nine Nine Soul Dispersing Gourd. The smirk on his face deepened.
There was no doubt that just now, everyone thought that Chen Xiaobei was a joke. But, in reality, they were the real joke.
The moment they saw the Nine Nine Soul Dispersing Gourd, Guangchengzi, Maitreya Buddha, the disciples of Chan School, and the Western School all looked as if they had been struck by lightning. Their eyes widened like a bull's eyes, and their jaws almost dislocated!
"The Nine Nine Soul Dispersing Gourd is Ancestor Hong Yun's personal item! Why is it in Chen Xiaobei's hands? "Guangchengzi was dumbfounded, his worldview shattered.
"Could it be that the person who took Xuan Ming away was not Ancestor Hong Yun, but Chen Xiaobei?" Maitreya Buddha was also in a state of bewilderment, his worldview refreshed tens of thousands of times.
The remaining disciples of Chan School and the Western School had similar expressions and states.
Each and every one of them had experienced a nuclear explosion in their hearts. The way they looked at Chen Xiaobei had completely changed.
The mockery and disdain they had earlier was swept away in an instant. What replaced it was unparalleled shock! Confusion! Fear! Shock!
No matter how hard they racked their brains, they could not understand why Chen Xiaobei would have Ancestor Hong Yun's Nine Nine Soul Dispersing Gourd in his hands!
"Chen Xiaobei … What the hell is going on?! You … What did you do to Ancestor Hong Yun?! "
Guangchengzi calmed himself down and asked loudly.
"I killed him."
Chen Xiaobei shrugged. His tone was light, as if he had just killed a chicken. It was easy and not worth mentioning.
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! With your cultivation, how could you possibly defeat Ancestor Hong Yun?! "
Maitreya Buddha's pupils shrank, his eyes trembled, and cold sweat poured down like rain. "Not long ago, Ancestor Hong Yun contacted me! He's still alive and well! "
"Yeah! Ancestor Hong Yun contacted me too! "Guangchengzi's face turned very ugly as he said in a low voice.
"Heh, the two of you still don't understand?" Chen Xiaobei asked.
"Understand what?!" Guangchengzi and Maitreya Buddha looked confused. They had no idea what Chen Xiaobei was talking about.
Around them, all the Chanism disciples and Western Sect disciples stared at each other. Their brains were like glue, completely confused. Their intelligence could not keep up with Chen Xiaobei's pace.
"The one who contacted the two of you was not Ancestor Hong Yun, but your Ancestor Chen Xiaobei!"
Chen Xiaobei raised his eyebrows, revealing the secret!
Rumble!
Guangchengzi and Maitreya Buddha felt as if they were struck by lightning. Their bodies stiffened, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and even their state of mind was on the verge of collapsing.
At this point, Guang Chengzi and Maitreya Tathagata naturally understood the ins and outs of the whole matter.
It turned out that Chen Xiaobei had pretended to be Ancestor Hong Yun and lured them into fighting each other.
The whole thing was part of Chen Xiaobei's plan, and all of them were just pitiful pawns that Chen Xiaobei toyed with in the palm of his hand.
Everything that they did, even what they thought, was completely under Chen Xiaobei's control.
To think that they were still dreaming that they were about to reach the pinnacle of life.
Never in their wildest dreams did they think that what they were really about to reach was not the pinnacle of life, but the plot of the number one profiteer in the Three Realms.
"My god … How could this be … How could this be …"
Seeing the scene before them, all the disciples of the Chan School and the Western Sect fell into extreme despair.
A moment ago, they thought that Ancestor Hong Yun could kill Chen Xiaobei and let them watch a good show.
At this moment, reality was like an earth-shattering slap, ruthlessly slapping on each and every one of their faces!
Not to mention that Ancestor Hong Yun did not come, even if he did, he would not be a match for Chen Xiaobei!
Everyone was in despair!
In front of Chen Xiaobei, they really felt like ants. Chen Xiaobei could crush all of them with a single step!
"A bunch of idiots! Is there anything else you want to talk about? "Chen Xiaobei asked with a smile.
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