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Chapter 3343 [Kunlun Capital] Falls (4) - What bad intentions could Lin Xusheng have?

"Lin Feng... Human race, Void Saint!"

Holy Lord Wu Ding was already standing outside the field, his eyes flickering with complex emotions.

The Flame Dragon Lord was truly gone, his head was blown up - not only was the Flame Dragon Lord gone, even the [Emperor Yi Sword] had fallen into someone else's hands.

The few trusted men around him didn't say anything about whether or not to take action... Taking action against the human race's Void Saint would not be a fight for the great way, they would be spit to death by the humans.

As for the fight for the Great Dao, they are not qualified... Saint Lord Wu Ding is not qualified either - that is the battlefield of the Saint Emperor, and it is not the turn of the Emperor to play.

“Holy Lord, the only solution now is to explain this matter to the other party in person. It was Lord Yanlong who stole the ancestral weapon and broke into [Kunlun City] for his own selfish reasons…”

But after a long period of silence, knowing that the Holy Lord must need someone to say something, the confidant had no choice but to speak.

Seeing that Saint Lord Wu Ding showed no emotion at this time, his confidant sighed again, "It is not appropriate for the Saint Lord to intervene in this matter."

“Forget it.” Saint Lord Wu Ding shook his head. “The Holy Land of Chaoge has lost enough face today. My old face is not a big deal.”

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Inside the venue, after the battle, the place was in a mess. Some of the male and female monks were meditating and breathing, while others were taking drugs - after all, they were really weakened by the two consecutive Taoist magic fields that absorbed people.

The strong teams have their own rest rooms, and at this time most of the players on the strong teams have chosen to hide in their respective rest rooms - firstly because they are really injured, and secondly to avoid unnecessary trouble.

After all, when Lord Flame Dragon was about to die, he chose to stand by and watch - there was nothing wrong with that, but Lin Mo... Lin Feng had already attained the status of Virtual Saint at this time.

During the war, many players from strong teams boasted before the battle, but no one knew if they were heard.

In a rest room, the players of Shang Jingzhou, one of the top 31 teams, looked dejected... Strictly speaking, the players of Shang Jingzhou can only be considered middle-class among the top 31. If the rules are not changed this time, they will probably only be able to stop before the top 16. As for their final ranking, it depends on their points.

But it doesn’t matter anymore - the dragon stones of [Shang Jingzhou] were long gone, and all the members were killed by Lin Mo on the battlefield... But their luck was not too bad, because when the top of the mountain exploded, everyone survived because of the long distance.

"Goenitz, how are you? I can see that you don't look very well just now... Is it because you don't have enough pills? I still have some here." The leader of [Shang Jingzhou] asked with concern.

"It's okay, Captain. I'm just too tired." Goenitz shook his head slightly. "They need you more, Captain."

"Okay then, have a good rest." The team leader nodded.

He had many things to deal with, including the defeat at [Shang Jingzhou] and whether the 31 strong teams would be retaliated against for targeting the [Fire Cloud] team... and the birth of a new Void Saint in the human race. He really had no time to take care of everyone in the team.

Goenitz stood up silently, turned around, walked into the shower room, and turned on the water... Amid the sound of splashing water, Goenitz suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He held onto the wall, his eyes flashing blue and yellow respectively.

"Fortunately, I also have magical powers, otherwise..."

[Goenitz] murmured to himself, but even if he survived, it would still be a huge blow to him... The potential of this body was much worse than that of the Second Little Five. It was more than one level lower in every aspect, and he did not have the deep background that the Second Little Five could utilize.

"I still need to find another suitable body..."

[Goenitz] leaned against the wall and sat down slowly - before that, he had to take care of his soul first... Every time he used his magical powers to take over another body, it was a big burden for him, and the plan to replace his body in a short period of time could not be implemented.

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The members of the [Fire Cloud] team had already left... and were resting in the room arranged by [Qing Yuan Jun].

"Brother Feng... would you like some tea?" Xiang Shaoyu asked stiffly.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Kobayashi was stunned.

"I'm not used to you taking off..."

"...Then I'll leave?" Mr. Kobayashi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Xiang Shaoyu sighed, "Well, let's just keep it together. Your legs are already thick, I have to hug you."

Ah Lin Sir had never thought that there would be a day when someone would want to curry his favor with him... Not only his teammates couldn't adapt to it, he himself couldn't adapt to it for a while, "Xu Sheng, Xu Sheng, this is indeed just an empty title, it's not as good as you think."

“Sunbathe?” Tudu rolled his eyes.

Ah Lin SIR shook his head, glanced at the idol next to him, and said thoughtfully: "I feel like I can't do a lot of things... and it's easy to fail."

Li Bai raised his eyes thoughtfully, while Xiang Shaoyu asked in astonishment: "What's going on?"

Ah Lin SIR sighed, "It's so mysterious, I can't explain it clearly for now, I just feel that this is just a false reputation... a kind of personality setting, if the personality setting collapses, I will collapse too."

Li Bai frowned and suddenly said, "Brother Feng, what you mean is that if you go along with the major holy places, or do something that goes against the wishes of the monks in the lower continent... you will fall?"

"It's about the same." Xiaolin SIR nodded and said helplessly: "If possible, I want to get this false title."

Li Bai nodded, "Your situation seems to be a sincere wish of the people. You killed the Flame Dragon King as a cultivator from the lower continent, which was a form of resistance, and it just hit the people's high point... This kind of model of becoming a god through worship is indeed easy to backfire. The people's hearts are unpredictable, mainly because the persona you set up is like a democratic fighter, which is really uncomfortable and not a long-term solution. As cultivators, it has nothing to do with going against the will of heaven. In the end, what matters is to strengthen ourselves..."

Everyone looked at Li Bai in surprise.

"No, Lao Li... What is the meaning of becoming a god through incense?" Xiang Shaoyu was stunned and asked, "Where do you get so many weird knowledge points?"

"I just happened to see it in some ancient books." Li Bai said calmly: "I like to read some miscellaneous books. It's actually very interesting to add some boring and cold knowledge every day."

Xiang Shaoyu shook his head and didn't care... He patted Ah Lin SIR on the shoulder and said, "Actually, think about it from another angle. Wouldn't it be fine if you just keep maintaining the image of this so-called democratic fighter? It's okay to pretend to be a saint in front of people during the day and be a model in the club at night? That's what political leaders do! You can even use the name of saving fallen female cultivators!"

"I feel like you are scolding me?" Ah Lin SIR rolled his eyes immediately.

But this feeling is actually very good, as no one here treats him as a non-human being.

"Speaking of which...where is the eldest lady?" Kobayashi SIR looked around the room.

"The eldest lady said she was going to the bathroom..." Xiang Shaoyu said in surprise, "Strange, she said she was going to the bathroom just before she came in, why hasn't she come back yet?"

"Maybe he went to see Teacher Xiaonan?" Mr. Kobayashi thought subconsciously.

Xiang Shaoyu had no doubts. After all, the eldest lady and Teacher Xiaonan were indeed together every day, and he was no longer surprised by it.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and Lord Qingyuan walked in with two people wearing conference uniforms.

"Mr. Lin, someone wants to see you. Can you come with me?" Lord Qingyuan said, "I need to go alone."

"Me?" Mr. Kobayashi was surprised.

Lord Qingyuan said solemnly, "Don't worry, Master Lin. This trip is not dangerous."

"Okay then." Lin Feng nodded slowly.

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The place was another room, not far away... but in front of the door of the room, there were two people with profound cultivation standing there.

[Qing Yuan Jun] spoke very little along the way, and when asked, he would just say that you would know who it was once you arrived.

"We're here, Master Lin. I'll accompany you inside."

The two gatekeepers did not stop him and seemed quite polite... Lin Feng frowned, vaguely aware that the other party seemed to be carefully restraining a slight hostility.

His senses became sharper...it seemed as if his perception abilities were being enhanced every moment.

Sitting in the room at this moment was a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing.

“Mr. Lin, let me introduce you.” Lord Qingyuan smiled and said, “This is Saint Lord Wu Ding… Saint Lord Chaoge.”

A gleam of light flashed in Kobayashi SIR's eyes. He calmed himself down secretly, sat down accompanied by Lord Qingyuan, and said nothing.

Saint Lord Wu Ding glanced at Lord Qingyuan indifferently at this time, with a hint of dissatisfaction... as if he was dissatisfied with his coming in.

But Lord Qingyuan pretended not to see it, and closed his eyes calmly after sitting down, "Saint Lord Wu Ding, please don't pay attention to me. Whatever you two want to discuss, I am just a witness at best, and I will not express any opinion."

Saint Lord Wu Ding couldn't help but frown slightly... He knew that this was definitely not Lord Qingyuan's idea, but he didn't know who was behind it.

[Ge Lao Yuan]?
He felt it was a little difficult to speak. With Lord Qingyuan here, there were some things he couldn't say directly... and he was too embarrassed to speak out.

"Lin..." Saint Lord Wu Ding sighed, "Mr. Lin, I am only here for the matter of Lord Yanlong."

Xiaolin Sir said: "Saint Lord, please feel free to speak."

He was surprised to find that he was not too nervous. His mind and spirit were stable. Miraculous changes were happening all the time and he could only experience them carefully.

“The fact that Lord Yanlong broke into the venue today was all out of selfishness.” Saint Lord Wu Ding said directly, “Before that, Lord Yanlong was suppressed by me in the Holy Land, but he broke the seal, injured many disciples of the Holy Land, and even stole the [Emperor Yi Sword] from my Holy Land… To be honest, I came here this time to capture Lord Yanlong, but unfortunately I was a step too slow, which led to his big mistake.”

Mr. Kobayashi remained silent.

Saint Wu Ding frowned, and then said, "Today's incident was the fault of Lord Yanlong, but he was killed on the spot... [Chaoge] does not intend to pursue the matter. As for the grudge between Lord Yanlong and Master Lin, it has also been written off, but Master Lin, please return the ancestral artifact of my holy land, the [Emperor Yi Sword]."

Xiao Lin Sir did not reply directly, but looked at [Qing Yuan Jun] and said: "Senior, I am not very knowledgeable. Is this [Emperor Yi Sword] really the ancestral weapon of the Holy Land as the Holy Lord said?"

Lord Qingyuan smiled slightly, opened his eyes and said, "Indeed, this was the divine weapon that the Holy Emperor of Chaoge carried with him. It should have been enshrined in the ancestral temple of Chaoge, but it was unexpectedly stolen by Lord Yanlong, an outsider."

A foreign surname, easily...

Saint Lord Wu Ding knew that this guy was trying to trick him, and he was a little angry... but he had to endure it!
"No way, no way?" Xiaolin SIR was surprised at this time: "A stranger could steal it? This can't be fake, right?"

The roots of Saint Wu Ding's neck suddenly swelled slightly.

"The Emperor Sword is of course real." Lord Qingyuan laughed. What bad intentions could this Saint Lin Xu have? "Otherwise, how could Lord Yanlong's Emperor Domain resist so many cultivators outside the venue? Young Master Lin has fought with them before, so he should know better than me."

Mr. Xiaolin nodded and said seriously, "That may be because this Flame Dragon Lord is not very capable and failed to bring out the true power of the [Emperor Yi Sword]... Otherwise, I might have really been killed today, eh!"

"Since the [Emperor Yi Sword] is real, please return it to me, Master Lin." Saint Lord Wu Ding said in a deep voice: "The [Chaoge] Holy Land will be grateful for your return."

Xiaolin SIR suddenly chuckled, "I suddenly remembered an interesting thing."

[Qing Yuan Jun] subconsciously asked: "What's the matter?"

Mr. Xiaolin thought for a moment and said, "Senior, have you ever heard of a treasure being stolen from the Yaochi Holy Land before?"

Lord Qingyuan nodded and said, "I heard a little bit about it. It should have been found not long ago."

Mr. Xiaolin nodded. "The person who found this treasure happened to be my lifelong idol. He worked at [Nantianmen]... At that time, the [Yaochi] Holy Land also made a promise to my idol. By the way, Holy Lord Wu Ding, have you heard about this matter?"

Saint Wu Ding suppressed his anger and silently waved his hand. Two gorgeous brocade boxes appeared on the table in an instant. "These are ten universal Dao patterns, five for each person in each box."

He looked into Lin Feng's eyes and said slowly, "One box is a thank-you gift from Master Lin, and the other box is the compensation from the Chaoge Holy Land to Lin Youde."

Ah Lin SIR felt a chill in his heart... This Saint Lord Wu Ding was indeed extraordinary. This was equivalent to apologizing to Uncle De for what happened back then - being able to do this was probably the limit for the Saint Lord of a top holy land.

It seems impossible for Wu Ding to apologize to Uncle De in person.

But as for Uncle De's participation in the competition that year, Lin Feng actually only knew roughly... Later, Uncle De did not mention the details of the hunt for Uncle De by the [Chaoge] Holy Land.

However, he himself knew the side effects of the Berserker Way... I guess after the Berserker Way was lifted, Uncle De really had a life-and-death experience.

"I will return the Emperor Yi Sword to the Holy Land of Chaoge." Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "I will also personally hand the Dao Pattern over to my uncle De and convey the intentions of the Holy Lord Wu Ding... However, I have one condition."

"Please speak." Saint Lord Wu Ding said in a deep voice.

“I hope that the Holy Land of Chaoge can announce this to the world.” Lin Feng said solemnly, “Rehabilitate Lin Youde’s name. He is not a demon cultivator, but was framed… and his honor from that year should be returned to him.”

"Yes." Saint Lord Wu Ding responded expressionlessly, "If Lin Youde is still dissatisfied, all the relatives of Lord Yanlong can be sent to him."

Lin Feng was stunned... He didn't expect that Saint Lord Wu Ding would agree so readily, even beyond his expectations.

"Is Lord Qingyuan willing to testify at this time?" Saint Lord Wu Ding then added.

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Holy Lord Wu Ding left, taking the [Emperor Yi Sword] with him, without saying much.

Mr. Xiaolin and Lord Qingyuan were still sitting there... At this time, the two brocade boxes on the table had been opened, but the aura of the ten patterns was restrained by the boxes and did not leak out.

"Master Lin, are you wondering why Saint Wu Ding agreed to your request so easily?"

"Indeed." Ah Lin SIR breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's because Master Lin, you don't understand the significance of the Emperor Yi Sword to the Holy Land of Chaoge." Lord Qingyuan laughed, "This is the ancestral weapon of the Yin clan. It is not only a divine weapon for attacking, but also the faith of the clan members. No one has any reason to lose their faith and glory."

Ah Lin SIR frowned and said nothing.

[Qingyuan Jun] laughed and said, "Yanlong Jun is just a person of an outsider surname. His son died that year, and he lost this bloodline. Yanlong Jun has little relationship with the Yin family... Not to mention that he stole the [Emperor Yi Sword] privately, which is a violation of the taboo. Even if he is not killed by you this time, he will be severely punished when he is captured and brought to the [Chaoge] Holy Land, and his clansmen and followers will not be spared. What's more, Yanlong Jun is dead now, and his relatives are rootless duckweed. They are all sinners. It's the same whether you kill them yourself or give them to Lin Youde to kill."

Lin Feng was surprised and asked: "But Lord Yanlong is also an emperor after all?"

"Then he must be punished even more severely." [Lord Qingyuan] shook his head and said, "What the great clans fear most is people who harbor two hearts... If Lord Yanlong was originally surnamed Yin, I'm afraid Saint Wu Ding would not be so polite today."

“I’ve learned my lesson.” Lin Feng nodded. He truly witnessed the coldness and ruthlessness of the top holy land… In contrast, the environment where he grew up was like a greenhouse. From family to school to law enforcement academy, he only needed to follow the rules along the way, and his life would not have too many waves.

Lord Qingyuan smiled again and said, "Master Lin, you don't have to worry about what the Holy Land of Chaoge will do behind your back after this incident... Wu Ding won't do that, because any criticism will be directed at him."

Mr. Xiaolin smiled and said nothing... Perhaps, if the Holy Land of Chaoge really wanted to do something bad behind the scenes, the person in charge wouldn't turn a blind eye, right?
After all, the seed management agreement had been signed before—Great Lord!

It's not like he really doesn't understand anything.

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"How dare Shuzi!"

With a slap of his palm, a corner of the barren mountain was instantly destroyed.

"Holy Lord, calm down!"

“If I don’t calm down my anger, do I have to fight back and kill the human race’s Void Saint?!” Saint Lord Wu Ding stared at the people around him fiercely.

Several people were silent.

Saint Wu Ding sighed, "The human race's virtual saint cannot be moved... at least, before he is annihilated, he cannot be forced. You need to remember that in the future, you are prohibited from discussing anything related to Lin Feng!"

"I'll obey!"

Saint Wu Ding glanced at the [Emperor Yi Sword] in his hand, frowned and said: "Pass my order, put all the people of Yanlongjun's lineage into the prison! Interrogate them one by one! He can't break my suppression and escape alone, there must be someone to help him... and the ancestral temple! This time Yanlongjun stole the [Emperor Yi Sword] too easily!"

Several people looked at each other in bewilderment. If it was the Flame Dragon Lord's lineage that had the problem, it would be fine. But if it was the ancestral temple...

At this time, a figure slowly walked over from a distance - if someone from the [Beilizhou] team was here, they would be able to recognize that the person's name was Bian Suiyun.

Seeing the other party coming, Saint Lord Wu Ding's expression calmed down a little.

"Yin Jiao, why are you still like this?" Saint Lord Wu Ding asked with a frown.

Bian Suiyun's face was slightly pale at this time, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured. "There are many eyes on this road, so we need to be careful."

Saint Wu Ding nodded and said, "You left the venue. No one noticed, right?"

"Don't worry, Lord. Everything will go well." [Bian Suiyun] said seriously, "It's just that this competition..."

“It’s not your fault.” Saint Wu Ding sighed, “You’ve done a good job, but no one expected that Lin Feng would show up on the way… Come back to the holy land with me first!”

"Has the [Emperor Yi Sword] been retrieved?" [Bian Suiyun] asked in surprise.

Saint Wu Ding put away the ancestral weapon and said expressionlessly, "We'll talk on the way."

[Bian Suiyun] gritted his teeth and said, "Holy Lord, after I go back, I want to go deep into the spiritual source to practice... I will not return until I defeat the emperor!"

Saint Lord Wu Ding looked at the other party deeply and knew that this bloodline, which he had the highest hopes for, had really suffered a great blow this time.

But if it were him, how could he be any better... Among his peers, someone has already achieved the status of Virtual Saint, and he is so young!
All his pride was completely crushed, but the other party was able to learn from his mistakes and become braver. Instead of giving up, he decided to practice hard in seclusion. Saint Lord Wu Ding was deeply comforted!
"Okay." Saint Wu Ding nodded, "Since you have such thoughts, I will become yours!"

The Holy Son of the Holy Land already has the qualifications to enter the Spiritual Source for cultivation, it’s just that he starts a little earlier, which is fine.

"Let's go back." Saint Wu Ding sighed, "Send back the ancestral weapon!"

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Ah, ah... The little girl squatted helplessly in the corner of the busy street, rubbing her eyes and sobbing.

"Little sister, what are you doing here?"

It's the voice of a nice young lady.

The little girl subconsciously raised her head and saw a pretty girl. "I...I got separated from my parents... woo woo..."

"Come on, I'll take you to find your father." The little sister said with a smile, squinting her eyes, and even reached out to stroke the little girl's head.

"Really?" The little girl was very surprised. Perhaps she was infected by the little sister's smile. "Thank you, big sister!"

"That's not right~" The [girl] narrowed her eyes, stroking the little girl's head with her palm, but her five fingers gently exerted force, as if grabbing the little girl, "Call me brother~"

"what?"

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"Ah, it's all your fault! My daughter is lost!"

"Stop arguing, I don't want to... She should be around here! My daughter is sensible and she won't walk away if she loses us!" The man said irritably, and suddenly his eyes fixed. He squatted down and found a small hair accessory on the ground.

“This is my daughter’s hair accessory.”

The man had a gloomy face, only because there was a piece of paper stuck in his hair accessory.

——Your daughter has been kidnapped by me. If you want to redeem your daughter, please run naked to the [Sanshu Hotel] two kilometers away and pay a ransom of five million.

——Warm Tip 1: You can also ask your wife to run.

——Warm Tip 2: Please arrive at the designated location before pm. For every minute you are late, your daughter will be opened the door to a new world once. Guess how many times she can open it?
“Damn it!!!” the man roared.

The woman covered her mouth in fear and trembled.

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Not far away, a pair of cunning eyes were looking at a couple who were arguing about something.

Xunan rubbed his chin at this time, "This naughty kid... is really too naughty."

In the trash can next to the box was a complete set of clothes, both inside and outside - you could tell at a glance that they were girlish clothes, and they were original and cleanly taken off.

At this moment, a small pair of underwear suddenly [crawled] out from the pile of clothes, and then strange hands and feet appeared, and finally came to Xunan's side.

"Great master, Zhenhaoji reports to you..." It was the voice of a young girl.

"Let's go." Xunan waved his hand, instantly removing the sorcerer from the original clothing, and then walked out of the alley with an expressionless face.

(End of this chapter)