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Chapter 112 The Sovereign's Bastard Son
Xing Chu turned his face to look.

A young man in his 20s and wearing a blue robe walked over.

He was looking at the golden token and the thick back knife in Xing Chu's hand.

With black hair and shawls, sword eyebrows and star eyes, she looks pretty good.

It's just this mouth that deserves a beating!

Xing Chu's consciousness swept away, and a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the early stage of the Second Heaven of Shedding Mortal Realm.

This cat and dog are also on the stage?

Knowing that he is the young suzerain, this guy is still so eccentric.

If it is said that there is no one behind the scenes, Xing Chu will naturally not believe it.

Turning his face and squinting at Zhang Shan: "What should I do next?"

Zhang Shan glanced at the young man, and quickly said in a low voice: "Young Sect Master, he is the second level of the Mortal Transformation Realm."

The implication is that you are the first level of congenital, and you are still in the early stage, and your strength is far from others. It is useless for you to ask.

There is an article about offending the young suzerain in the door rules: the following offenders can be executed.

But that was only aimed at the young suzerain himself, and he could not use the hands of others, not even slaves.

From the moment he became the young suzerain, it meant that all problems had to be solved by himself.

This is a necessary test for the young master to grow up.

Only the young sect master who survived the baptism of blood and fire will finally have the qualifications and ability to lead the entire sect to prosperity.

How can Xing Chu not know the rules of the door, he just needs Zhang Shan to say it.

"I asked about your sect rules, what do you mean by his realm?"

Xing Chu said with some displeasure.

"Ha ha ha ha."

There was laughter in the resource hall.

The voice of the eccentric young man was even louder, as if to let everyone know.

And it is.

What is he doing?
Naturally, it was to anger Xing Chu.

Almost everyone in the Resource Hall knew about it.

If the following offenders are killed by the young suzerain.

Dead in vain.

If the young suzerain is killed.

Thirty lashes, face the wall for one month, and three years of salary.

The premise is that it does not exceed the realm of the Young Sovereign, and it is within a large realm.

But at least it won't die.

It is also possible to get a lot of "reward" from the people behind it.

Otherwise, who would offend a young suzerain?

Of course, this is under normal circumstances.

As for this "short-lived young sect" exception.

Who made him so young and so "good"?

So what if he entered Taoism through martial arts?But it's just a heaven.

If you don't bully, who do you bully?
Everyone laughed, and Xing Chu continued to ask Zhang Shan as if he had never heard of it.

"I asked you about the house rules, tell me loudly!"

"Yo yo yo, the voice is so loud, I want to be bold, hahahaha."

The young man laughed wildly again.

Xing Chu looked at him calmly, like watching a clown.

Xu Shi was tired of laughing, and the young man said loudly: "Since your servant refuses to tell, let me tell you."

"The following offenders can be executed!"

"Is it loud enough? Hahaha"

After speaking, the rest of the people also laughed.

This is the inner sect, the lowest is the Mortal Transformation Realm, and there are two strong men who are at the Mingyang Realm.

No one here is weaker than Xing Chu, so they can laugh unscrupulously.

"Very good. Actually, it could be louder."

Xing Chu nodded.

Immediately, his figure flashed.

Youlongbu, extremely fast.

He slapped him with a slap.

The young man had no time to dodge.

Snapped!
It was loud.

This is the sound of a slap smashing a person's head.

"Soul Power +200, Strength +100"

The voice rang in my mind.

Red and white things splash.

The headless corpse flew out.

Cruel and bloody.

hiss!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

As he said, it was loud enough!

This is the power of martial arts?

This is too strong!

Isn't the span a bit big to kill a mortal-transcendence second-level heaven with the innate first-level heaven?

Xing Chu looked around calmly.

The purpose of killing this instigator in a bloody and brutal way is to scare the chickens and monkeys and deter Xiaoxiao.

He needs to practice during this time, and he doesn't want to be bothered by unnecessary people every day.

If it doesn't hurt or itch, maybe you come to harass it a few times a day, how can you practice?

Even if there are still some people who want to "offend the next", they still have to weigh it.

"Who else wants to commit the following offense?"

The voice is gentle, just like chatting with someone.

Everyone in the hall could hear clearly, but everyone felt their hairs stand on end.

What kind of psychological quality is needed to treat murder as a normal person?
Zhang Shan was shocked.

He was beside Xing Chu just now, and Xing Chu took a step forward, at such a speed that even he didn't have the time to react.

This is genius? !

"The suzerain really has good eyesight!"

Zhang Shan was deeply moved.

As for the young man who was killed, Zhang Shan didn't even want to take a look.

Invisibly, Zhang Shan's waist was straight, as if it was a very honorable thing to be Xing Chu's servant.

This method of killing chickens and monkeys was really easy to use, and those who also wanted to anger Xing Chu died down.

The second level of the mortal state was slapped to death, so will the third level of the mortal state be able to defeat Xing Chu?
No one is sure.

This young suzerain seems to be unreasonable.

What's more, he chose the thick-backed saber of the Sanpin weave.

In other words, the weapon of this Shaozong is a knife.

He slapped the man to death before he even took out the knife.

What if you use a knife?

For a while, no one had an answer.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Xing Chu smiled slightly, walked towards a middle-aged deacon, and handed over the token.

He said politely: "Disciple Xing Chu, the Ninth Young Sect, needs some cultivation resources, please help me."

To be able to become a deacon in the Resource Hall, one needs to cultivate at least the fifth level of Mingyang Realm or above.

It is not an exaggeration to call himself a disciple.

The middle-aged deacon's eyes lit up slightly.

This newly promoted Young Sect seems to be different from other Young Sects.

Gentle, humble, and decisive.

But the dead man on the ground was right, this young sect was indeed a "short-lived young sect".

In half a year, there will be a Shaozong Grand Competition.

At that time, can he avoid the fate of death?

Besides, there is also Palace Master He.

His father, the third elder, died, would he let it go?

You must know that He Buting is a strong man who has stepped into the Ninth Heaven of Dao Realm. Because of this young sect, he was deprived of the position of Lord of the Hall of Law Enforcement by the suzerain, and he was even punished to face the wall and think about his mistakes.

How can you swallow this breath?

The middle-aged deacon shook his head inwardly.

"Pity."

However, he was not ambiguous.

The suzerain has said that resources are open to him indefinitely.

No matter how bad he was about Xing Chu, he would not dare to disobey the order of the suzerain.

"If you need anything, just say it."

The middle-aged deacon said with a smile.

Xing Chu was also polite, saying: "One hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones."

Before the words were finished, everyone was stunned, even the middle-aged deacon was also stunned.

Dare to say it!

Quickly said: "Young Sect Master, the top-grade spirit stones are so precious, not to mention one hundred thousand, not even one thousand, Young Sect Master should ask for something else."

"Not even a thousand, so poor?"

Xing Chu frowned a little.

All of a sudden, there was a feeling of wanting to be defeated collectively.

"Forget it, since there are no high-grade spirit stones, let's use middle-grade spirit stones. Well, 50."

Everyone's face twitched violently.

50 middle-grade spirit stones, sir, do you know what this means?

It means 5000 million low-grade spirit stones!

"No. There are only [-] in the Resource Hall"

The middle-aged deacon resolutely rejected Xing Chu, but he didn't finish his sentence. He wanted to say that he would not give him the [-] yuan because of the turnover.

But Xing Chu said, "Forget it, one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand."

The middle-aged deacon's face twitched.

This man has a huge appetite!
He dare not call the shots.

He quickly took out a sound transmission jade slip, and made an inquiry and report on the situation here through sound transmission of spiritual consciousness.

The results came quickly.

Only two words.

give him!

"Isn't this master the illegitimate son of the suzerain?"

The middle-aged deacon guessed in a trance.

"Also, what else?"

asked the middle-aged deacon.

"One hundred bottles of top-grade Gathering Pills, ten bottles of top-grade Returning God Pills, ten bottles of top-grade Healing Pills, 50 tons of black gold."

"Well, and this knife."

"That's all."

Xing Chu said.

That's all. Let's go!
The middle-aged deacon and a group of people are almost stupid.

You said that you only wanted [-] middle-grade spirit stones, but you also wanted [-] bottles of high-grade Juyuan pills.

That is the top-grade Juyuan Pill, can you use it?Can your meridians withstand the impact of energy?
That's all, sir, what do you want Xuanjin for?
Are you a craftsman?

In other words, even a refiner wouldn't need 50 tons.

I've seen greedy ones, but I've never seen such greedy ones!

Insatiable!

Greedy and shameless!
"Why, less or more?"

Xing Chu blinked his eyes and asked.

Everyone rolled their eyes.

It's too fake, this appearance of pretending to be pure and innocent is too fake!

50 tons of black gold!

The middle-aged deacon wiped his sweat and continued to report.

Here comes the answer.

give him!

"He must be the suzerain's illegitimate son!"

The middle-aged deacon confirmed this fact.

Coming out of the Hall of Resources, Zhang Shan felt that the whole mountain was shaking.

He knew that the sect had put a lot of effort into cultivating the young suzerain.

But there has never been a "force" like this.

too big!
Saying that everything else is fluff.

One hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones!

Equivalent to 1000 million low-grade spirit stones.

50 tons of black gold!

The value exceeds 2000 million low-grade spirit stones.

Just these two things make it impossible for many people to get it all their lives, and they have never even seen it.

But at this time, the wealth was lying in the master's storage ring.

Zhang Shan wanted to rob.

But when he thought of the headless corpse, he felt a chill in his neck,
He found that he was not sure at all.

Back at Tiandao Peak, Xing Chu threw Han Yun a storage ring, and chose to retreat.

This storage ring belongs to He Cheng, it has a lot of space, even bigger than Wu Yifei's.

Inside were 1000 yuan middle-grade spirit stones, ten bottles of top-grade Juyuan pills, two bottles of top-grade magic pills, and two bottles of top-grade healing pills.

Han Yun stared wide-eyed, but kept his small mouth closed for a long time.

So extravagant!

Can you be so generous in giving away things?
Sir, you are the suzerain's illegitimate son!
(End of this chapter)