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Chapter 267 Negotiation
"You, a disciple, use your own life as a bargaining chip to threaten others. You can't be called a generational leader." Hall Master Qin looked at Chen Lang's figure and sighed.

"You can choose to ignore him." Zhong Haoran responded.

"That won't work. We must have a beginning and an end." said Master Qin.

Hall Master Qin was also in a great trouble. He had to fight, protect the Qin family, and at the same time not cut off the last line of the Weihuo inheritance. He didn't understand how the situation, which was originally favorable to the Qin family, had turned out like this.

Did he do something wrong? He reflected on the battle and didn't think there was anything wrong with his execution.

Even if Chen Lang destroyed all the ancient corpses, it would not have much impact on the plan. After all, he had originally planned to keep Chen Lang.

Maybe we should just kill him? Keep the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord. At least he is a gangster, and the Heavenly Sword Sect will not risk their lives for that guy.

Master Qin regretted it anyway.

But he had no time to regret. Faced with countless flying swords that were about to cut him down, he immediately pinched his hands to form a magic spell, and a strange purple-red flame burned between heaven and earth. The flying swords were burned to ashes before they fell. Even the golden words that Zhong Haoran had just written could not withstand this flame.

It's obscene.

Zhong Haoran stood in the air, surrounded by purple-red flames that could not get within ten feet of him.

"Your method of obscene fire has already been successful, so why bother to analyze this?" Zhong Haoran asked.

He could feel that this obscene fire was extremely strong, carrying with it an extremely rich blood pressure. His Taoism was already very complete, and it stood to reason that Hall Master Qin did not need this inheritance.

Hall Master Qin said, "I used reverse cultivation back then, and I was already at this level when I accepted the inheritance of the wretched fire, but this is not a path that normal people can take."

Zhong Haoran nodded. He understood. Great cultivators could use the ancient immortal skeleton to forcibly temper themselves and obtain the corresponding bloodline, but low-level cultivators could not withstand that kind of power. If they wanted to accept the inheritance, they had to practice from the beginning and analyze the inheritance.

Just like Chen Lang, if his cultivation was stronger, reaching the middle and late stages of the Golden Core, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to obtain the Weihuo bloodline. He could use his method of obtaining the Blood Evil Body to achieve a similar effect. Many cultivators who took the ancient immortal path came this way.

"You are responsible for the Qin family." Zhong Haoran looked at the group of ant-like people under his feet.

"Nonsense, it's not like you, the Zhong family of Beicheng, can only use each other." Master Qin snorted coldly, and then shouted:

"All elders, listen up. Seal off the surroundings and capture Chen Lang alive."

He cheered himself up. After all, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if his hands and feet were restricted, he could still hold back Zhong Haoran and protect the Qin family at the same time.

"You can't take him down." Zhong Haoran shook his head.

In fact, he didn't quite understand what methods Chen Lang had, but the fact that he didn't leave when he could have done so showed that this guy was confident enough.

But Hall Master Qin said, "If you can't take it today, there's still tomorrow. If you can't take it tomorrow, there's still the day after tomorrow. Unless you let him go outside the Nine Sects, no one can find him. But are you willing to do that?"

"It's not worth it. There must be a strongest person in every era. Do you want to kill them one by one until he appears in your clan?" Zhong Haoran asked.

"Are you heartbroken for your eldest disciple?"

Hall Master Qin condensed the purple-red flame into a ball and blasted it towards Zhong Haoran. "But this is reality. You have experienced it, so you should see it more clearly."

Zhong Haoran drew talismans to resist, feeling inexplicably depressed. Perhaps this was really the reality. At least after that kid was forced away, other sects did cultivate a group of strong men, and now they have become the backbone of each sect.

But even if it is reality, does it have to happen to him?

The people around him always have bad luck and frequent disasters, but at least most of them are still alive. Isn't this a fact?
That means all these years of hard work have not been in vain.

This time, he didn't want to let reality fall on him again. He didn't want Chen Lang to follow that guy's old path, and didn't want him to experience a life of fleeing everywhere again. This could be regarded as compensation to that guy.

It is also a compensation for my past self.

……

The battle in the sky suddenly became fierce.

Behind Zhong Haoran, thousands of golden lights appeared, the earth and sky trembled, and the sun and moon lost their brilliance. As the only two Yuanying cultivators in the Qin family and even the entire Wuzhong Sect, Master Qin seemed a little insignificant under this strong attack and had no power to fight back.

On the other side, the battle between the leader of Tianjian Sect and the grandmaster of Wuzhong Sect, Qin Fang, which should have been the most intense, seemed to be lukewarm, or even calm.

Only the occasional passing of the ancient golden chariot and the lingering twisted cracks caused by the spear slashing in the air suggested that this duel was not simple.

"Damn it, how can this guy be so strong?" Many elders of the Qin family seemed overwhelmed. Zhong Haoran was fighting with the hall master, but the magical powers he had displayed before were still suppressing them, causing their cultivation to plummet, with only one tenth of their strength remaining.

It was just a random word.

"We can't delay this any longer." On the high platform, Elder Mu of the Qin family climbed out of the ruins. As a large family, they were never afraid of fighting and killing, but they were afraid that the fighting would spread to their own territory.

Judging from the current situation, the battle cannot be ended quickly. When the old guys from other sects are attracted, the situation will become even more uncontrollable.

Something has to be done.

His eyes searched around and finally fell on Chen Lang.

At the same time, Master Qin's order spread throughout the sky.

……

Chen Lang snatched Valhalla.

The black house, which was as big as a pallet, looked as delicate as a model, except that its surface was mottled, with many cracks, and it still retained a hint of destruction.

"It wasn't smashed to pieces by the heavenly punishment. It looks like it's a good thing."

Chen Lang took a quick look at the Hall of Heroes. He originally thought that this was something of the Nascent Soul level, which would be easy to snatch but difficult to recognize as its owner. However, he did not expect that as soon as he probed his soul into it, he would feel a strong sense of familiarity.

"It seems that this thing is destined for me." Chen Lang felt more and more that it was a wise decision to snatch this thing away before leaving. This was so in line with the will of heaven.

slip away.

Chen Lang had no plans to stay any longer. He was already very satisfied with having obtained Valhalla. His Cursed Bell was still far away. He could sense its approximate location and had to get it back quickly.

A flash of light passed by, and a talisman for escaping the earth appeared between the index finger and the middle finger.

Snapped!
Suddenly, a sharp wind blade came and broke the earth-escaping talisman in his hand.

Elder Mu's figure appeared nearby, and a dozen cultivators also appeared on Chen Lang's left and right. They seemed to be the Qin family's guards.

"Block the surrounding area."

Elder Mu only said one sentence, then kicked his toes backwards suddenly, his body left a trail of afterimages, and rushed over, appearing behind Chen Lang.

A hand chopped down on the back of Chen Lang's neck.

There was a cracking sound, but Elder Mu's palm did not feel the flesh being hit, but only the rock, and the sound of the rock breaking was heard.

Some black crystal fragments flew in the air. Chen Lang used the force to retreat quickly and distance himself from Elder Mu.

"It's really hard to learn something. It seems that you have gained a lot."

Elder Mu shook his numb hands and flicked off the black crystal fragments on his hands. This thing was very familiar to him. It was the hard armor formed by the crystals on the surface of Weihuo's body.

Chen Lang stood on the other side. The black crystal behind him gradually faded away. He glanced at Elder Mu. This was the first time he frowned since he entered the Qin family.

"It's really annoying. It's never going to end, is it?"

……

(End of this chapter)