Xuanhuan: Do you think my cultivation base is low?But I'm a capitalist

Chapter 35 Actually, we can just grab it!

As Qin Tian finished speaking.

"understand!"

The people of Xuantian Sect below were shouting with red faces and rough necks.

Not only was he able to borrow a large amount of spirit stones for himself to cultivate, but his status in the sect also rose sharply.

And if Xuantianzong really snatched the holy artifact, wouldn't Xuantianzong still be the overlord sect in the Qingzhou region?

Such a huge good thing, I only refused it because my brain was showing off.

All the disciples of Xuantian Sect clenched their fists tightly.

Their faces were filled with passionate passion and burning light.

"at last."

Look at the group of high-spirited people below.

Qin Tian glanced at it and spoke slowly.

"If Xuantianzong grabs the holy artifact."

"Then, whoever makes the most contributions will be the next head of Xuantian Sect."

Faint words came out of Qin Tian's mouth.

That unhurried voice.

When it falls, it is like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

The tide-like crowd of Xuantian Sect suddenly boiled.

……

As everyone in Xuantian Sect began to walk towards their residence.

the other side.

In a desolate cave.

Skeletons can be seen scattered around the cave from time to time.

Some are human and some are monsters.

A gust of wind blew by, and the bones made a "squeaking" sound, as if they were laughing at this place.

There was a dead silence in the cave.

There was no light, and only the faint sound of insects could be heard coming from outside.

Suddenly, a skeleton in the cave stood up.

He has a black ring on his finger.

He slowly walked to the door, opened it, and walked out.

In front of him, a young man was kneeling on the ground.

"Didn't I tell you not to come unless there is something urgent?"

The skeleton opened its mouth slowly.

Hearing this, the kneeling man's head lowered even further.

"Ancestor, this junior also has no choice."

"A big event really happened in Qingzhou Territory."

The man spoke very humbly.

"event?"

The skeleton stared at the man.

The faint words resounded on the body of this skeleton.

"What's the big deal?"

"The Divine Sword Sect was destroyed? Or did the Divine Sword Sect become affiliated with the Ghost King Sect?"

"Or is it that you, Hai Wudao, announced that you will no longer be the sect leader?"

A cold, chilling voice sounded.

Hearing this, the man's body couldn't help but shudder.

While his body trembled, Hai Wudao's head lowered even further.

Hai Wudao had to be afraid.

The skeleton in front of him belonged to a generation of influential figures from the ZTE Ghost King Sect thousands of years ago.

At that time, this ancestor was invincible in the Qingzhou region.

At that time, the ancestor had already reached the peak of his power.

Later, this patriarch failed because of several attacks on the real world.

After becoming obsessed with evil, he resigned from his post and went deep into this death place to undergo a retreat.

Now that so long has passed, it is rumored that this ancestor has long since passed away.

Hai Wudao has always thought so. After all, how can anyone live for nearly ten thousand years before becoming a real person?
But I came in with the mentality of giving it a try.

Hai Wudao discovered that although his ancestor only had a skeleton left, Hai Wudao felt that even a ray of aura emanating from his ancestor seemed to be able to crush him to death.

"Ancestor, it's not that."

"It's the holy weapon that appeared in Qingzhou Domain."

Hai Wudao laid his head on the ground and spoke respectfully.

"Saint artifact?"

A voice of astonishment came from the skeleton.

"Yes, holy weapon."

Hai Wudao nodded.

Then, with a hurried look, he informed him of all the information he had witnessed today.

After a few minutes.

"Old Ancestor, our idea is to compete with others."

"However, several elders suddenly pointed out that for just one holy artifact, no matter how hard our Ghost King Sect works, the probability of obtaining the holy artifact is too low."

"Since the probability of competition is too low, why don't we just grab it openly?"

Hai Wudao kowtowed and spoke respectfully.

However, after these words fell, there was no other sound from the skeleton for a long time.

Even, for a long time, Hai Wudao wondered if there was something wrong with this skeleton.

An hour later.

"That's a holy son of the Holy Land."

The hoarse voice suddenly came from the bones.

"If it attracts the anger of Qingxuan Holy Land, the Ghost King Sect will be completely gone."

As he spoke, the two faintly beating will-o'-the-wisps in the skeleton's eyes were full of coldness.

Hearing this, Hai Wudao kowtowed again.

He seemed to be prepared for this.

"The rest of the elders said the same thing."

"But an elder said that if you, the ancestor, come forward, it might be possible."

Hai Wudao said quietly.

When he said the last sentence, no one noticed that a cold light flashed in the depths of Hai Wudao's pupils.

"Oh?"

The skeleton didn't see Hai Wudao's expression.

The skeleton thought that Hai Wudao didn't dare to deceive him at all.

Seeing that Hai Wudao was so confident, the skeleton couldn't help being puzzled.

"Why do you say that?"

"Is it possible that you are completely sure?"

Doubtful words came from the skeleton.

Hearing this, Hai Wudao's eyes flashed with color as he knelt on the ground.

"Back to the ancestor, that holy son himself has no cultivation base."

"Beside him, there are two powerful peaks."

"The peak strength of the Great Power can crush the current Ghost King Sect and even the entire Qingzhou Region."

"But I think, for you, ancestor, it's just a matter of death."

Hai Wudao opened his mouth word by word.

Hearing Hai Wudao's words, the two will-o'-the-wisps in the skeleton's eye sockets flickered.

"By the way, since the ancestor has become a real person."

"Then we can also tell everyone in the Qingzhou Region that the Qingzhou Region is still controlled by the Ghost King Sect, not the Divine Sword Sect."

Hai Wudao spoke honestly.

Those reverent and pious words were full of delusion.

At least the will-o'-the-wisp in the skeleton's eyes suddenly jumped several times.

"Ancestor, you take action."

"It is certain that Xuantianzong can be destroyed directly, even that holy son can't escape the palm of your patriarch."

"As long as everything is done without leaving any trace, when the people from the Holy Land come down, the Ghost King Sect will insist that the Holy Son died in an accident."

"At that time, the Ghost King Sect will have a real person holding a sacred weapon, so who else in Qingzhou Region will be the all-in-one enemy of the Ghost King Sect?"

Hai Wudao lowered his head and spoke respectfully.

With every word that was spoken, the will-o'-the-wisp of the skeleton next to Hai Wudao began to vibrate.

……

With the last sentence falling.

The will-o'-the-wisp in the skeleton's eyes danced to the extreme.

Su Hao looked at the ripple-like mirror in front of him and smiled softly.

"I guessed right."

"Hai Wudao can't be that naive."

"A person like him would not be willing to abide by the rules."

Su Hao looked at Long Aohai beside him and spoke calmly.

"The Holy Son asked the younger one to leave a mark on Hai Wudao, but the younger one was still confused."

"Now it seems……"

Long Aohai lowered his head and spoke in shame.

(End of this chapter)