Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14148 Do you need a successor?
Most notably, the man in the green robe was surrounded by a faint aura of the sea god.

The aura was like a thin layer of mist, lingering around him. Although it was just a remnant soul phantom, the invisible sharpness of it rushed towards him, causing Ling Xiao's skin to sting slightly, as if countless small knives were gently scraping across his skin.

Ling Xiao felt a sudden chill run down his spine, as if a cold lightning bolt had struck him, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

He knew that the illusory figure in the green robe before him was no ordinary person, and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Immediately, he clasped his hands together, bent his body slightly, and performed a very solemn salute in an extremely proper posture, saying respectfully, "Junior Ling Xiao greets Senior!"

The voice was steady and clear, echoing in the silent space.

The illusory figure in the green robe had piercing eyes, like two sharp bolts of lightning, which swept across Ling Xiao quickly.

That gaze seemed to pierce through flesh and reach the depths of the soul.

Then, he spoke slowly, his voice as indifferent as if flowing from an icy spring, carrying a chilling aura: "You... have the aura of the demonic path and the path of evil on your body."

Ling Xiao felt his heart suddenly clench, as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

In an instant, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, soaking his clothes.

He was horrified. This guy had seen through the trace of evil origin that had been fused into his body at a glance!
This was one of his deepest and greatest secrets, which he had never revealed even to his closest friends.

He had never deliberately concealed his demonic aura.

In his view, the path of demonic cultivation is inherently a path full of challenges and opportunities, and there is no need to hide it.

But he had gone to great lengths to conceal this aura of evil.

The path of evil has always been a taboo in the cultivation world. Once discovered, it will inevitably bring countless troubles and may even lead to death.

The man in the green robe did not linger, but instead slowly moved through Ling Xiao's body, as if he was carefully searching for something.

Those eyes, filled with scrutiny and doubt, were like two sharp daggers, making Ling Xiao feel extremely uncomfortable.

"The Demon Fire Body Tempering technique is extremely powerful and unparalleled. Even in the Demonic Path, this method can be considered top-notch."

"Yet your foundation reveals the profound influence of the Path of the Evil Dragon... Are you a disciple of the Demonic Sect, or a successor of the Path of Evil?"

The man in the green robe spoke indifferently, yet with an undeniable air of authority.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and suppress the turbulent emotions surging within him.

He answered in a deep voice, "Yes, they are!"

Although the voice was deep, it conveyed a sense of firmness and determination.

"Both?"

The illusory figure in the green robe raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly, but that subtle movement did not escape Ling Xiao's eyes.

His tone carried a hint of amusement, as if he were listening to an extremely interesting story. "Heh, while the demonic path and the path of evil aren't exactly irreconcilable, they've always followed their own paths. How could they possibly choose you alone at the same time?"

"That's bizarre."

Ling Xiao nodded frankly, his eyes showing no evasion or fear: "Because I am good enough."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was full of confidence and pride.

In his view, his ability to simultaneously fuse the powers of the demonic path and the evil path was proof of his extraordinary talent and superior strength.

The already somewhat solid outline of the man in the green robe seemed even clearer and more solid now, as if gradually revealing his true form from the misty clouds.

He stood with his hands behind his back, taking a small half-step, a small movement that seemed to trigger an invisible storm.

The invisible pressure spread outwards like a surging tide, making the surrounding air heavier, as if being pressed down by a huge rock, making it hard to breathe.

His gaze was piercing as he stared intently at Ling Xiao, his voice deep and authoritative: "What is your intention in trespassing into the fallen land of my 'Sea God Palace'?"

The words carried an unquestionable tone, as if Ling Xiao could not leave this place easily without giving a reasonable explanation.

Ling Xiao was slightly taken aback, and quickly thought of a solution.

He hesitated for a moment, quickly organizing his thoughts, and then cautiously began to speak: "Junior... has heard that this place is the ruins of the Sea God Palace. In the cultivation world, the former glory and legends of the Sea God Palace have always been talked about. The mysterious and unpredictable techniques, the incomparably powerful magic weapons, and the revered senior masters all make junior yearn for it."

"Therefore, I have come here to pay homage to the demeanor of my predecessors, hoping to feel their lofty aspirations from these relics."

"To pay homage?"

The illusory figure of the man in the green robe stopped in his tracks, standing firmly on the spot, like an unshakeable mountain.

His gaze was like lightning, shooting straight at Ling Xiao, his eyes seemingly able to see through Ling Xiao's heart. "Have you looked enough?"

The voice was plain and unremarkable, yet Ling Xiao felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him.

Ling Xiao nodded quickly, a devout expression on his face: "Your demeanor is truly admirable."

"As soon as I stepped into this place, I was shocked by the noble spirit left behind by my predecessor. It was as if I could see my predecessor's heroic figure when he roamed the world and dominated the world."

"Then let's leave."

The illusory figure in the green robe spoke indifferently, like the cold wind in winter, devoid of any emotion.

He waved his hand slightly, dismissing the young man as if he had nothing to do with the ruins anymore.

However, Ling Xiao stood rooted to the spot like a nail, his feet seemingly rooted to the ground, completely still.

His eyes revealed a hint of stubbornness and resentment, clearly indicating that he did not want to leave so easily.

The illusory figure in the green robe tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt and impatience: "Is there anything else?"

Although the sound was not loud, it struck Ling Xiao's heart like a heavy hammer.

Ling Xiao instantly put on an extremely sincere smile, a smile with a touch of youthful shyness. Of course, this shyness was deliberately feigned to make the other party lower their guard.

At the same time, his eyes also held a hint of reckless courage, as if he had already gone all out.

He took a deep breath and mustered his courage to say, "Senior, if I may be so bold as to ask... does your esteemed sect, with its vast lineage, still lack a successor?"

After saying that, he straightened his back, patted his chest hard, and made a muffled "thump thump" sound that was particularly clear in the silent space.

His eyes gleamed with confidence as he said loudly, "You see, I have extraordinary talent and have shown exceptional cultivation ability since childhood. Whether it is cultivating techniques or comprehending sword intent, I am much faster than my peers."

"He has exceptional comprehension; he can quickly grasp the essence of any profound method once it falls into his hands."