Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14305 Come, Don’t Leave

Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow, his expression revealing disdain and mockery.

The moonlight, like water, shone on him, carving cold, hard lines into his profile, as if sculpted with a knife and axe.

Do I look like a greedy and lustful person?

His voice was cold and firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.

The old man sneered, his laughter sharp and grating, as if mocking Ling Xiao.

His silver beard trembled with his laughter, like silver threads fluttering in the wind.

"It's normal for young people to be greedy for money and sex."

This is human nature; who can escape it?
Tianyuan Temple is a place teeming with beauties. Every woman there possesses stunning looks, is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and is gentle, graceful, and charming.

If you simply agree, you can choose from countless stunning beauties and pamper them at will. Such a good thing isn't something everyone gets to experience.

Ji Mingkong frowned as she watched, her eyes revealing disgust and disdain, her expression growing increasingly strange.

She secretly thought to herself that the old man was talking nonsense, and that he could make such vulgar temptations sound so noble.

Ling Xiao's face darkened, his ears turned slightly red, and he felt a surge of anger. He admitted to being greedy, having once been poor and destitute, and knew the importance of wealth.

What about being lustful?
He was perfectly innocent and had no improper thoughts about those so-called beauties. This old man's slander of him was utterly despicable.

Seeing that he remained silent, the old man thought that his words had worked and was secretly pleased with himself. He continued, "Ling Xiao, your Batian Empire is indeed quite powerful. You are considered a strong force in this land."

But have you ever witnessed the true power of the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary?
It is a terrifying existence that you cannot even imagine.

Once the Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary launches a full-scale attack, it will be like a raging flood, unstoppable.

At that time, your so-called hegemonic empire will be as insignificant as an ant in the face of this power, and will be utterly vulnerable.

Therefore, you'd better not have any rebellious thoughts.

"It's your good fortune that the Holy Lord has taken a liking to you. This is an opportunity that many people dream of but cannot obtain. You must cherish it."

Ling Xiao suddenly laughed, and the sound was particularly clear in the night wind, like a string of silver bells swaying in the wind.

"If I'm not mistaken, in return, should I give him the Batian Empire as well?"

A wise light shone in his eyes, as if he had already seen through the old man's thoughts.

The old man's hand, which was stroking his beard, stopped abruptly, and his previously leisurely expression froze instantly.

But he quickly regained his composure and praised, "You're a smart person!"
That's right. As long as you submit to the Holy Lord and bring the Overlord Empire into the territory of the Heavenly Abyss Temple, the Holy Lord will definitely not treat you unfairly.

At that time, you will still be able to enjoy endless wealth and glory, with power, riches, and beautiful women—you will have it all.

This is a sure-fire way for you to make money.

Ling Xiao's previously tense face suddenly blossomed into a smile, unrestrained and arrogant, as if it were the greatest mockery of the absurd situation before him.

He crossed his arms, slightly raised his chin, his eyes full of disdain and mockery, and laughed loudly: "Why would I give up being the Overlord Emperor to be someone else's son?"
This position of the Overlord Emperor was earned by me through countless hardships and dangers, fighting my way through bloodshed and carnage.

I hold supreme power in the Batian Empire, controlling the life, death, honor, and disgrace of countless people. I am the only one who can speak for myself in this world.

Why would I give up being the highest-ranking person, revered by thousands, to become the so-called second-in-command, bowing down to an old man every day? Do you think I'm out of my mind?

"Hmph, I think you're the one who's out of your mind to come up with such an incredibly stupid deal!"

The old man's face, which had initially held a hint of confidence and pride, slowly lost its smile, like the clouds gradually dissipating in the night sky, leaving only a somber atmosphere.

His brows furrowed tightly, and a hint of anger and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, like a wild beast that had been provoked.

His silver robe, which was not in the wind, began to move on its own, fluttering and rustling, as if an invisible force was surging within him, ready to erupt at any moment.

He stared intently at Ling Xiao and said, word by word, "I understand. You will definitely regret this!"
Today you have rejected the goodwill of my Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary; what awaits you in the future will be endless disaster and destruction.

By then, even if you beg for mercy on your knees, it will be too late!

After saying that, the old man straightened up abruptly, as if he intended to leave with his arrogant demeanor.

He slowly turned around, and had only taken half a step when he was suddenly gripped tightly by an invisible yet enormous hand, freezing him in place and unable to move.

An extremely terrifying force, like a surging tide, rushed in from all directions, tightly imprisoning him within. No matter how he struggled, it was all in vain.

Just then, three figures appeared like ghosts.

Yun Wuji moved like lightning, surrounded by blazing light, like a scorching sun descending from the sky; Su Lingyin was graceful, her clothes fluttering, her hands forming ever-changing hand seals, and mysterious forces wrapped around her like threads; Meng Haoqing was like a majestic mountain, his imposing aura causing the ground to tremble with every step he took.

Yun Wuji, Su Lingyin, and Meng Haoqing, three experts at the Great Sun Realm, attacked simultaneously. The powerful aura emanating from them instantly made the entire space feel oppressive.

"Heh, old man, what do you think this place is?"
You think you can come and go as you please?

Ling Xiao stood to the side, his eyes as cold as ice blades in winter, his voice icy and devoid of any emotion, "Since you're here, then leave your lives behind."

His gaze was fixed on the old man, as if he could see right through him and was certain that the old man would not be able to escape today.

After saying that, Ling Xiao slowly raised his right hand and gently placed his palm on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

As he moved, a sinister and terrifying aura emanated from the hilt of the sword, as if a sleeping demon was about to awaken.

Then, he slowly drew the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

The sword was as black as ink, radiating a cold, eerie light. Its blade was covered with mysterious and strange runes, as if telling tales of endless slaughter and bloodshed.

The moment the sword was drawn, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, the temperature dropped sharply, and people couldn't help but shiver.

This old guy is very strong, Ling Xiao thought to himself, keeping a close watch on him.

Judging from the old man's words, actions, and the aura he exuded, he seemed to be even stronger than Yuwen Po and Luo Qianchen.

Yuwen Po and Luo Qianchen were already powerful figures in their own right, and their strength should not be underestimated. Yet this old man was even more powerful than them, which shows that his cultivation was unfathomable.

Therefore, facing such a formidable enemy, only by employing the even more terrifying Demon Lord Black Sky Sword can one have a sliver of hope of victory.