Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 145: Lord Tongtian?

A bright crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a hazy light over the desolate wilderness.

"Clang clang..."

The flatbed cart traveled on the road, but the ones pushing the cart had changed to an old man and Zhuge Ming, who were both close friends and rivals.

In these past few days, ordinary sixth-rank experts no longer had the qualifications to push the cart!

At this moment, Xiao Huang sniffed Zhao Li and Bai Mu's feet, with a disgusted expression, and walked to the other side of the flatbed cart, stepping on the bedding. It was a nostalgic dog, only interested in the scent of a girl named Su Miaojin.

Xin Zhuo patted its head, turned his head, and almost bumped into Zhao Li face to face.

Instinctively, Zhao Li moved away a bit, and a forced smile appeared on his naturally cold face. "King Xin, what's the matter?"

Beside him, Bai Mu, with her melon seed face and a beautiful set of teeth when she smiled, pushed Zhao Li aside with her intoxicating fragrance of gardenia, and approached with a smile. "King Xin, are you lying in this lady's arms? This lady's arms are warm and spacious."

Perhaps on ordinary days, they wouldn't even spare a glance at a young boy like Xin Zhuo who was still wet behind the ears. But at this critical moment, they had to do everything they could to please him.

Then, the two women's heads were swiftly pushed aside, and Xin Zhuo looked at the group of idiots and Song Xijun at the back through more than a hundred faces that were trying to please him.

His original intention was not to take down this group of people. Zhao Lao and the others didn't matter, as Shaolin and Wudang had Great Masters.

It's just that this group of people was too noisy and causing trouble. He wouldn't stop until he killed them, without giving them any face.

"That demon is looking over here!"

Zhao Lao and the group quickly lowered their heads.

They were truly frightened at Qingyang Yizhuang. At first, even if they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out why all the Half-step small Great Masters and below within a radius of five hundred li were present, and why they were all subdued by Xin Zhuo.

This was simply terrifying!

It wasn't until they also took the poison!

In the blink of an eye, their lives were no longer their own, and they finally understood the feeling of being among a hundred experts.

This Xin Zhuo was truly a terrifying demon!

After a while, Xin Zhuo on the flatbed cart finally turned his head.

The group wiped the cold sweat off their foreheads, and Ke Qing gritted his teeth and asked, "Xijun, did you have any encounters with him? Can't you really see his realm?"

Song Xijun, with a pale face, looked a bit confused and shook her head. "I did want to... but he rejected me. I have been in close contact with him, but... I really can't tell what realm he is in."

She then looked at Ling Furen beside her. "As for Lady Ling..."

Ling Furen tightly held her daughter Ling Xi's hand and sighed helplessly. "This person has evil thoughts and is full of tricks. From beginning to end, he has been playing us. How can we get close to him?"

"Now that we are trapped and in danger, have any of you thought about asking our elders to come and rescue us?"

Shaolin's idiotic monk had a horse face, and his shiny scalp shone under the moonlight, his tone heavy.

Wudang's Ke Qing shook his head. "We don't have the means to send messages with flying hawks. Now that we are trapped, how can we send messages? And look ahead..."

Everyone looked up and saw Yan Chizong, accompanied by a dozen sixth-rank martial arts experts, coldly staring at them.

There was no need to think about it. These scoundrels were Xin Zhuo's lackeys, monitoring the crowd.

This thief Xin Zhuo, only sixteen or seventeen years old, where did he get so many schemes? Shouldn't a teenager of that age be impulsive, easily angered, and rebellious?

A born demon!

Just then, the fifth-rank expert Di Huaijie and the old man Song Wudi, who was known as the "Blood Butcher Madman," exchanged the old man for the old man, pretending to struggle as they pushed the flatbed cart.

Their flattering appearance was revolting.

"King Xin, we have an unpleasant request!"

Di Huaijie no longer had the boldness of "let whoever dies die," and his face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

Xin Zhuo didn't even turn his head. "Speak!"

Di Huaijie and Song Wudi exchanged a glance, their faces turning serious: "We feel that the title 'Jigong Jinyi Iron-faced Judge' bestowed upon Xindawang is not worthy of your reputation."

Song Wudi nodded in agreement and earnestly said, "That's right! We hope that Your Majesty will consider our dignity. The 119 experts present here are all heroes in their own right. Now that they have all pledged their allegiance to you, it is inappropriate to use such a humble title."

"Oh?" Xin Zhuo stretched lazily.

Di Huaijie glanced at the group of mysterious experts behind him and smiled, "We have privately discussed and have come up with a new title for you."

Xin Zhuo became interested and said, "Tell me!"

Song Wudi continued, "Supreme Master Tongtian, the one who controls the heavens. How about that? It would sound better when we go out and announce our titles. Under the command of Supreme Master Tongtian, I, Song Wudi, the Blood Slaughter Demon, would be quite intimidating with just my title alone!"

Xin Zhuo: "..."

Can I really use this title? You guys might be happy, but it scares me to death!

Waving his hand, Xin Zhuo said, "Boring, let's not mention it!"

The two of them were stunned. What they did was that once this arrogant title spread, there might be Half-step Great Master or small Great Master experts who would be displeased and come to assassinate them!

You, a mere sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, are still not satisfied?

The two of them lowered their heads and urgently pondered for a while. "Then... how about Moral Heavenly Venerable?"

"..." Xin Zhuo sighed, "Let someone else come up with a suggestion!"

...

"Kadung kadung..."

The flatbed truck continued to move forward. Judging from the distance, it should be heading towards the vicinity of the Yimen Du family, but there was still a distance of two hundred miles to go.

At this moment, they passed through a complex mountain range, with lush pine and cypress trees and rugged rocks on both sides.

"Stop, I want to have a day of Closed Door Training! Wait for me here!"

Xin Zhuo suddenly spoke up from the flatbed truck.

Throughout the journey, he had been contemplating where he could break through and integrate the Five Elements True Qi.

The environment here was not bad. In case of any accidents, he could hide and buy some time.

Over a hundred experts looked at each other and quickly bowed, "We obey!"

Xin Zhuo got off the flatbed truck with Xiao Huang and glanced at the nearby Yan Chi Sect and Xue Huaiwei, a few "elders" who were very clever.

The few of them nodded heavily, and then they felt a sense of conspiracy in their hearts.

Seeing Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang disappear into the mountains, the over a hundred people raised their heads. The obsequious smiles on their faces gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold and sinister expression.

As the highest-ranking Di Huaijie, he narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Did you really not consider capturing this kid and forcing him to reveal the antidote?"

The old man and the others exchanged glances, and Baiyi Sword God Chen Si said coldly, "We can't defeat him!"

"We can't defeat him?" Di Huaijie frowned, "Right, what realm is he in? I couldn't tell at all!"

The old man sighed, "Sub-fifth rank, wood attribute True Qi. His concealment technique is extremely high and exquisite. Even I am inferior to him!"

Sub-fifth rank?

The group of people led by Zhao Lao narrowed their pupils. Xin Zhuo is at such a high realm?

A sub-fifth rank at the age of sixteen or seventeen?

Has such a thing ever been heard of in the thousands of miles around?

Song Xijun and Lady Ling's faces instantly turned pale. No wonder he doesn't look highly upon us, such a monstrous talent!

(End of this chapter)