Devouring Sword God

Chapter 537 I Only See Life
Qinghua Mountain worshiping the sect was over, and news of Yi Xiaoyao's defeat of Qinghua Mountain's Song Ya also spread quickly in the barren palace, which caused quite a commotion.

Almost all the disciples of the Palace of Desolation were quite relieved by this. After all, the people from Qinghua Mountain dared to say that there was no one in the Palace of Desolation, and anyone who was a member of the Palace of Desolation would feel angry.

Under such circumstances, Yi Xiaoyao appeared at the most critical moment and made a move to turn the tide, defeating Qinghua Mountain's thoughts. This undoubtedly made countless disciples of the Desolation Palace praise and praise.

Coupled with all the previous deeds, Yi Xiaoyao's reputation among the disciples of the Desolation Palace has also increased unknowingly, and has faintly surpassed the trend of some senior top disciples such as Qinglin.

Up to now, I am afraid that no one will think that Yi Xiaoyao's qualifications and prestige are not enough, and no one will ever regard him as a new disciple who has just joined the barren palace for only a few months.

Relying on his talent and ability, Yi Xiaoyao finally gained a firm foothold in this barren palace full of geniuses.

After all, it is gold and it shines everywhere.

This is also the reason why Yi Xiaoyao was willing to agree to Mu Changhun and become a sweeping boy, because he had the confidence to go this far from the beginning.

After experiencing this incident of worshiping the ancestors, Yi Xiaoyao was called over by Mu Changhun.

Right now, the two are sitting at the same place again, playing chess.

"I want to ask, why did I call you here?"

When the chess fell, Mu Changhun lowered his eyelids and said lightly.

Yi Xiaoyao was not in a hurry to answer, but after pondering for a moment, seeing that his side on the chessboard had little chance of winning, Fang smiled helplessly: "Is it because of the Qinghua Mountain?"

Mu Changhun shook his head, and said: "Worshiping the sect in Qinghua Mountain can be regarded as a preliminary assessment for you. If you can't even solve the matter of Qinghua Mountain, then you are not qualified to listen to what I am going to tell you next. .”

Yi Xiaoyao suddenly raised his head in surprise, obviously he had already guessed that what Mu Changhun was about to tell him must be an extremely difficult matter.

"Soon, the competition for the Tiangang Ranking will begin."

Mu Changhun raised his eyelids, looked at Yi Xiaoyao and said.

Yi Xiaoyao was taken aback again, and the look of surprise in his eyes was even more serious: "Senior, you mean to let me participate in the Tiangang Ranking?"

The reason why he was so surprised was because he knew very well that the Palace of Desolation absolutely did not allow disciples to participate in any competition for the position of the Holy Son.

As for the Tiangang list, what is competing for is a generation of holy sons, so it naturally falls within the scope of this discipline.

Before entering the Palace of Desolation, Yi Xiaoyao had a headache for this rule for a long time, and he has not found a solution until now.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mu Changhun took the initiative to talk to him about this matter, and even the meaning in his words seemed to be to let him participate in the battle for the Tiangang list, how could this not surprise Yi Xiaoyao.

"Not bad." Mu Changhun nodded.

"But, isn't this breaking the rules of the Desolation Palace?" Yi Xiaoyao expressed his doubts.

Mu Changhun smiled faintly: "Rules are dead, they are meant to be broken."

Yi Xiaoyao was immediately refreshed, and at the same time heard the hidden meaning in the other party's words.

"Then what is the price for breaking this rule?" He asked.

Mu Changhun suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on Yi Xiaoyao, and said slowly and forcefully, "Win the first place!"

The corner of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth twitched, he guessed correctly, and the price was indeed extremely difficult.

However, he is going to be the Qing Emperor's man, whether it is the Disha list or the Tiangang list, he has the intention of winning the first place.

Therefore, Yi Xiaoyao didn't even think about it at the moment, he just nodded and agreed, "No problem."

Mu Changhun was obviously surprised by Yi Xiaoyao's decisiveness. After being surprised for a moment, he shook his head helplessly.

"Don't oversimplify the battle for the Tiangang Ranking."

He raised his eyes and continued to warn: "The people who participated in the Tiangang list are basically the strongest disciples of the major forces, and the weakest are the late Yin-Yang realm, and there are even many people who are stronger than Song Ya who was defeated by you." To be strong!"

Yi Xiaoyao took a deep breath, and now he finally understands why Mu Changhun told him at the beginning that the Qinghua Mountain matter could only be regarded as a preliminary assessment for him, if even Song Ya couldn't defeat him, the battle for the gang list that day Yi Xiaoyao didn't even need to think about it, let alone winning the first place.

Moreover, the fierceness and cruelty of the battle for the Tiangang list can be imagined just by referring to the original battle for the earth evil list.

At that time, what Yi Xiaoyao will face will be much more difficult than what Song Ya faces today, because what he has to deal with is a group of opponents like Song Ya, even stronger than Song Ya!
You know, just for Song Ya, Yi Xiaoyao has already tried his best, and even used the true meaning of desolation and the art of desolation, to barely defeat him.

And in the battle for the Tiangang Ranking, if facing a group of Song Ya or even stronger enemies, what would Yi Xiaoyao do?

This was what Mu Changhun was worried about, and Yi Xiaoyao was also aware of this, so he was not sure at all.

Therefore, he asked: "What if you fail to win the first place?"

"If you can't win the first place, the Desolation Palace will take your title away according to the sect's rules, confine you or even expel you from the sect."

When he said this, Mu Changhun's face was very serious, and he didn't mean to be half joking.

Yi Xiaoyao's heart shuddered even more, and he couldn't help but think of Mocheng, who won the second place, in the battle for the first place.

Whether it is confinement or expulsion from the sect, these are punishments that Yi Xiaoyao cannot accept. Once he loses the protection and support of the Desolation Palace, it is even more impossible for him to become the Qing Emperor.

"Are you afraid?" Mu Changhun smiled lightly.

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes moved slightly, and the scruples in his eyes were instantly replaced by extremely determined eyes.

"Snapped!"

He didn't answer directly, but the black chess piece that he had held in his hand for a long time fell heavily on the chessboard.

Mu Changhun glanced away, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he understood what Yi Xiaoyao meant.

"This move is close to death. If you don't fall, you may still be able to fight with me for a long time, but once you fall, the next move may be your death. Why take the risk?"

Mu Changhun looked at the chessboard pointingly and smiled lightly.

Yi Xiaoyao frowned, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Near death, I only saw life."

Hearing this, Mu Changhun burst out laughing, and then his expression changed, the white piece fell on the chessboard, directly blocking the life of Yi Xiaoyao's black piece.

"Snapped!"

Yi Xiaoyao also made a drop, and when he withdrew his hand, the white seed that Mu Changhun dropped just now, which blocked his way of life, had already been crushed to pieces by his black seed.

"I am walking the way of life, and those who stand in my way are walking the road of death."

(End of this chapter)