Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14149 This senior has a truly discerning eye.

"He is of upright character and has always upheld justice in the cultivation world. He has never done anything that is against heaven or reason."

"I respect my teachers and elders, and I always treat them with utmost respect and humbly seek their guidance."

"Truly a peerless gem, a sight to behold once in a hundred years... no, ten thousand years!"

"If you are in need of a successor, why not consider me?"

"You won't be disappointed with our safekeeping!"

Deep within Ling Xiao's mysterious and vast sea of ​​consciousness lies an endless starry sky, where countless secrets are hidden among the twinkling stars.

The Thunder Spirit and Green Spirit, who reside here, are naturally clever and quick-witted, and are very familiar with Ling Xiao's words and actions.

Hearing Ling Xiao's confident and arrogant words about becoming the successor of the Sea God Palace, they couldn't help but roll their eyes invisibly in their minds, as if to say, "This kid is daydreaming again."

Unfortunately, being dependent on others, they could only silently grumble within this sea of ​​consciousness, letting out a silent sigh: "..."

The illusory figure of the man in the green robe stood silently in place, like a towering, unshakable mountain. He looked at Ling Xiao expressionlessly, his deep eyes seemingly hiding endless mysteries, making it impossible for anyone to see through his thoughts.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. After a full three breaths, those short yet long three breaths, he slowly spoke, his voice deep and steady, like the sound of a bell from an ancient temple in the deep mountains, revealing neither joy nor anger: "You are quite... confident."

“Successors are naturally lacking in my Sea God Palace.”

Ling Xiao's previously dim eyes instantly lit up, like a shooting star suddenly streaking across the night sky, sparkling with excitement and anticipation.

He stared intently at the illusory figure of the man in the green robe, as if grasping at the last straw, a strong sense of hope welling up within him.

However, the words spoken by the illusory figure in the green robe were like a bucket of ice water poured over Ling Xiao's head, chilling him to the bone.

"But it will never be you."

The voice was cold and resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

Ling Xiao's smile froze instantly, as if he had been frozen in place, and his originally bright smile became extremely awkward.

He took a hasty step forward, his eyes filled with anxiety and resentment, and asked loudly, "Why?"

"Just because this junior has demons and evil within him?"

Are demons and evil necessarily evil?

"Power itself has no distinction between good and evil, senior!"

"It's like a sharp sword. In the hands of a chivalrous knight, it's a weapon for upholding justice and punishing evil; but if it falls into the hands of a villain, it becomes a weapon that harms the world and causes immense suffering."

"If used correctly, it will be correct; if used incorrectly, it will be incorrect, senior!"

His voice grew louder and louder, and his emotions became more and more agitated, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and dissatisfaction in his heart.

The eyes of the illusory man in the green robe remained completely still, like a calm lake surface without a ripple.

His tone was resolute, as hard as steel: "My Sea God Palace is a prestigious and orthodox sect. Since its founding, it has taken it upon itself to safeguard justice and promote righteousness."

"Our legacy must never fall into the hands of someone who possesses demonic energy."

"This is our ancestral instruction, a lesson learned by our ancestors with their blood and lives. It is also what we cherish in our hearts and the foundation upon which our Sea God Palace stands."

He paused, his gaze piercing Ling Xiao like a sword, as if he could see through Ling Xiao's soul. "You can leave now."

"Even if the legacy of my Sea God Palace is completely annihilated in the long river of time and becomes a speck of dust in the river of history, I will never entrust it to the successor of the demonic path."

"This is our principle, and it is also our bottom line."

After he finished speaking, the figure of the man in the green robe began to blur, as if it were gradually shrouded in a thin veil, and seemed about to dissipate into the vast void.

His figure grew fainter and fainter until it turned into a faint ray of light and disappeared without a trace.

Ling Xiao crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and showed an undisguised disdain on his face. He looked at something insignificant and unworthy of his attention. He snorted and said, "As if anyone cares. If it weren't for the need to ensure the continuation of your Sea God Palace's legacy and prevent it from being lost to time, I wouldn't have bothered to come all this way."

"Hmph, you don't actually think your tradition is that powerful, do you!"

"Perhaps in today's vast and boundless cultivation world, where there are countless experts, it would already be completely outdated."

His words were full of provocation and doubt, as if he wanted to trample the dignity of the Sea God Palace underfoot.

The previously somewhat blurry figure of the man in the green robe solidified slightly, as if Ling Xiao's words had provoked him to anger.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze shooting towards Ling Xiao like a cold glint. His eyes were as indifferent as ice that had never melted for a thousand years. He spoke coldly: "You dare to look down on the heritage of my Sea God Palace!"

The voice was deep and majestic, as if carrying an invisible pressure that made the surrounding air freeze.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao immediately straightened up and put on a wronged expression that said, "You've misunderstood me." He looked as innocent as could be.

He quickly waved his hand and said urgently, "Senior, you are mistaken!"

"While my skin may not be as thin as a cicada's wing, it is certainly not as thick as the corner of a city wall."

"As a junior in the martial world, I have always known when to advance and when to retreat, and I know how to behave appropriately. How could I be so shameless as to look down on a renowned and powerful lineage like the Sea God Palace?"

"Senior, you must have misunderstood what I meant."

His tone was so sincere it was almost like he was swearing an oath to the heavens.

The illusory figure in the green robe seemed to twitch at the corner of his mouth in an extremely subtle way, almost imperceptible without careful observation.

He spoke slowly, with a hint of mockery in his voice, "No, you do."

Those three simple words were like three sharp knives, piercing straight towards Lingxiao.

Ling Xiao was speechless for a moment, his lips twitching slightly, and he thought to himself, "...This senior has a really sharp eye!"

"It seems my little schemes are completely exposed to him."

But he still tried to remain calm on the surface, forcing out an awkward smile.

The illusory figure in the green robe frowned slightly as he looked at the man's hesitant expression, and said impatiently, "What exactly do you mean? Just say it!"

"Stop beating around the bush and beating around the bush; it's a waste of everyone's time."

Ling Xiao took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then his consciousness instantly sank into the deepest part of the magic needle space.

That space of magic needles was like a mysterious and deep little world, filled with strange light and mysterious runes.

In the deepest part of this magic needle space, a girl dressed in a plain white dress was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed.

She is like a snow lotus blooming on the summit of a snow-capped mountain, pure and elegant.

He was surrounded by a clear and pure aura, as refreshing and pleasant as fresh snow in early spring, with a slight coolness.