Chapter 141 Regaining Confidence

  Three months later, for some unknown reason, the mysterious masters who had appeared in Fengyue City and fought against Chong'er suddenly disappeared, leaving only ordinary people from various countries to engage in a fierce battle.

  Just as the Tianlong Kingdom was about to capture Fengyue City, the hostile beastman nation of Nan Chao suddenly sent troops at that moment. However, they were not attacking Nan Chao, but rather helping Nan Chao attack Tianlong Kingdom. Seeing the victory that was within their grasp disintegrate in an instant, Qiao Feng became so enraged that he almost vomited blood.

  After a three-day battle, the first batch of reserve troops from the Southern Dynasty arrived at Fengyu City, and the originally precarious Fengyu City suddenly became solid, confronting Tianlong Country.

  In the underworld, a middle-aged man with a puffy face smashed several wine cups in anger and cursed, "Damn it! That old fart is really too much!"

  An old man standing behind the middle-aged man hastily called out in a low voice: "Sir, be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall!"

  "Ah!" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. His teeth chattered for a while, and his facial expression changed several times. Finally, he opened his mouth and said: "Zero. Go bring back all the people from outside, don't let them appear in the outside world for now, clean up the matter of the Gaiya Mountains, don't let that old man get a hold on me again."

  "Yes, sir."

  In a mansion in the demon world, an old man stood with his hands behind him and gazed up at the gloomy sky. Suddenly, a figure appeared behind him and called out: "Master."

  "What's going on?" the old man said calmly. The situation was reported in detail, and if Cold Wandering were here at this moment, he would definitely be shocked, because the person reporting the situation was exactly what he had done after leaving the Gua Mountain Range, and there wasn't a single leak, as if it was something he had seen with his own eyes every day.

  "I understand." The old man said calmly, and then continued: "You go and bring back all the people and horses from outside. If anyone dares to disobey orders, kill them without mercy."

  "Yes, master." The visitor replied. Then he carefully asked: "Master, what about Daijima?"

  "Ah!" The old man's body emitted a powerful aura as he heard his subordinate's question, and the subordinate who was kneeling behind him fell flat on the ground, his face suddenly turning pale, with sweat constantly dripping from his forehead.

  "I'll take care of this myself, go down." The old man withdrew his aura and said calmly.

  "Yes, master of the house." The person who was prostrating on the ground escaped from the palace by crawling and rolling.

  One stone

  Whoosh! A black figure appeared behind the old man, and the old man seemed to be very accustomed to this shadowy figure's way of appearing. Without even looking back, he opened his mouth and said: "Go clean up those trash, I don't want to have a direct confrontation with that old undead for now."

  "Yes, master." The shadow responded with a single word and in an instant, it merged into the air.

  "Amazing! You really surprised me! How far can you go? I'm truly looking forward to it!" The old man muttered.

  On the top of the mountain peak in the valley, a slender figure appeared here, and a head of white hair danced in the wind.

  "Little guy, it's almost time for your medicine." a voice rang out.

  "He's here." Leng Xiangya's face revealed a lazy expression, and he jumped directly down from the top of the mountain peak, as if he wasn't even on the summit. It was as if he had jumped down from just 10 centimeters away.

  "Little guy, how do you always manage to pull this off?" A curse came from the foot of the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, Leng Xianyou, who had been plummeting down like a cannonball, seemed to be supported by an invisible giant hand, slowly landing on the ground.

  Leng Xiangyao gazed at the middle-aged man in front of her and said coldly, "Who told you to meddle in other people's business."

  A middle-aged man's face flashed with anger, but he seemed to think of something and his angry expression quickly turned into a smile.

  "Failed again." Leng Xiao Yao thought to himself, for the past three months, no matter what method he used to provoke this middle-aged man, every time the middle-aged man would get extremely angry, but when his anger reached its peak, somehow it would dissipate in an instant, strange indeed.

  A middle-aged man waved his hand, and in an instant, the clothes on Leng Xiangyao's body automatically fell off. In the blink of an eye, Leng Xiangyao stood naked in front of the middle-aged man.

  "Go on!" said the middle-aged man lightly. After a while, he saw that Leng Xiao was still standing there in a daze, and couldn't help but laugh: "What? Do you want me to help you again?"

  Leng Xiao Yao, who had originally intended to resist to the end, felt a chill run down his spine when he heard the middle-aged man's words. Without hesitation, he walked towards a large wooden barrel beside the middle-aged man and flipped over into it. His body was completely submerged in the barrel, leaving only his head outside to breathe.

  The middle-aged man saw Leng Xiao Yao's self-aware appearance and smiled slightly: "This is more like it. Old rules, come out in an hour."

  "Damn it, one day I'll beat you until you're picking your teeth off the ground." Leng Xiao Yao gazed at the middle-aged man's receding back, thinking to himself. However, he knew that this opportunity seemed rather elusive...

  。

  "Alas! How is this hour going to pass?" Leng Xiao's face showed a bitter expression, and before he could even finish thinking...

  Itchy, cool and carefree once again felt that kind of pain that made him not want to live. At this moment, he felt as if there were countless ants biting inside his body, it was painful with numbness, comfortable, painful, and wanted to laugh. His facial expression at this moment was extremely rich, anyone who saw his face would absolutely not need language to express it.

  After a while, Leng Xiao Yao let out a long sigh and stood up from the wooden barrel. He looked at his pale skin and shook his head, wondering if he would become as delicate as a baby's skin if he continued to soak in the bath like that middle-aged man. If he were still in his previous life, he really had the potential to become a white-faced scholar.

  After finishing his thoughts, Leng Xiao Yao let out a bitter smile, shook his body slightly to get rid of the water droplets on him. With a slight movement of his mind, a set of long robes appeared in his hands, and in an instant, he was fully dressed.

  。

  Just as Leng Xiao Yu had finished dressing, the middle-aged man's voice sounded in his ear again: "Come back for dinner."

  Compare, ten thousand

  Leng Xiangyao walked into the only simple bamboo house in the valley, and saw a middle-aged man already sitting at the table. In front of him were three plates of steaming hot roasted meat, and also placed in front of him was an exquisite small wine jug and an exquisite wine cup.

  Leng Lian saw this scene from afar and didn't say any polite words, directly sitting down in front of the middle-aged man. She stretched out her hand and grabbed a roasted meat skewer with a small wooden stick and took a bite.

  A middle-aged man seeing the calm and carefree appearance of Leng Xiang, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he also started to move his hands, picking up the small wine jug to pour wine into the small cup in front of him, taking a sip, looking very elegant.

  One buried his head in meat, the other sipped from a wine jug, and the two sat silently facing each other. The two seemed to regard the person in front of them as if they were air.

  After finishing the last piece of barbecue, he wiped his greasy hands and asked the middle-aged man, "I'm asking, can you tell me your name?"

  "What's the difference between knowing and not knowing when a name is just a code?"

  "Then you should tell me why you want to save me?" asked Leng Xiao Yao persistently.

  A middle-aged man glanced at Leng Xiyao with a smile on his face and said, "If I tell you that the reason I saved you is because I find you more pleasing to the eye, would you believe me?"

  "Believe it." Leng Xiao nodded calmly and immediately added: "As if."

  "Then why do you think I want to save you?" the middle-aged man asked back.

  "This cold and carefree person was taken aback by the middle-aged man's question, and his face revealed a thoughtful and joyful expression. Ah, what does he have that would make someone want to plot against him? Why did he save himself? Does he still have something that this person covets? Cultivation? What a joke! Although he wasn't clear about the middle-aged man's realm, he had a feeling in his heart that this middle-aged man was the strongest one he had seen since coming to this strange space-time. Even the powerful and inhuman little guy he saw in the Primordial Pearl didn't give him this kind of feeling. But if it wasn't cultivation, then what else could he have that would enter this person's eyes?"

  "Little guy? Little guy?" Suddenly, a possible plot flashed through Leng Xiang's mind. His eyes lit up instantly. He stared at the middle-aged man and said in a cold voice: "Could it be that you want my Chaos Pearl?"

  "Chaos Pearl?" The middle-aged man's face showed a hint of a smile and said: "How did you think of that?"

  The middle-aged man's expression changed instantly when he heard the words "chaotic pearl". His face didn't show any surprise, but instead revealed a look of disdain.

  "Because I feel that I don't have what you want on me, thinking about it again and again, I think you should be after the Chaos Pearl."

  "Heh heh, little guy, the Chaos Pearl may be a precious treasure to others, but in my eyes, it's poison."

  "Really!" Leng Xiao Yao heard the middle-aged man say this, a look of doubt appeared on his face as he stared at him, seemingly wanting to discern from his expression whether or not it was true.

  "I just want to know, were the words you said to me that day true?" asked Leng Xiao Yao, changing the subject.

  The middle-aged man didn't expect Cold Skye to ask question after question, and suddenly changed the subject. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he said: "What I've said has never been false. However, with your current cultivation level, you can't even stand firm in the mortal realm, let alone the underworld. What qualifications do you have to go to the underworld?"

  Leng Xiao Yao heard the middle-aged man's words. His lazy and sloppy face suddenly became spirited. A mysterious smile appeared on his face, saying: "As long as I want to, I will definitely be able to do it."

  A middle-aged man shrugged and said: "I hope so!"

  "Just you wait." Leng Xiao Yao left behind a sentence, immediately turned around and left the house. Before long, running sounds came from outside.

  A middle-aged man heard the sound of running, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed a hint of relief as he muttered: "Little guy, you've finally started to cultivate again. It wasn't in vain that I spent three months of hard work on you. Let's see how much potential you have."