Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Okay, I understand." Ling Xiao took a deep breath and tried to calm down. "You continue to investigate the news about Jin Yan. I will go to Zhengqi Hall first to meet some of my friends." There was a hint of helplessness in his words, but more of a firmness and determination.

"Yes, Young Master!" When the four golden flowers heard this, they immediately bowed and retreated. They knew that Ling Xiao needed time to think and deal with it.

Ling Xiao stood up, his eyes deep and complicated. He doesn't care about the conflict between the Demon Tower and Zhengqi Hall. In his opinion, those grudges and hatreds are just the hardships and tests on the road of cultivation.

He doesn't care if Xiao Lianzhu and others join Zhengqitang. After all, everyone has their own choices and positions. Once the Demon Tower and Zhengqi Hall really start to fight, he will definitely not take action against Ling Bi and others. This is his bottom line and his principle.

Of course, Ling Xiao was not so polite to other people in Zhengqi Hall. In his opinion, these people are just pawns of Zhengqi Hall, victims of the battle between Demon Tower and Zhengqi Hall. If necessary, he will take action without hesitation and will kill when necessary, and will never be merciful.

"Wait a minute!" The man playing the piano suddenly stopped what he was doing, with a hint of urgency in his voice, as if he had something important to say.

When Ling Xiao heard this, he paused and turned around, with a trace of doubt and curiosity in his eyes. "Senior, do you have any orders?" He asked respectfully, with a hint of humility and respect in his tone.

The man playing the piano sighed softly, his eyes lingered on Ling Xiao for a moment, and then he slowly said: "You haven't officially joined the Demon Tower yet. It's not too late to join the Demon Tower first, and then go." There was a hint of emotion in his voice. There was an undoubted determination, as if he was planning a safer path for Ling Xiao's future.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but bring up a playful smile. "Haha, are you afraid that an outstanding talent like me will be snatched away by Zhengqi Hall?" He smiled, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

Hearing this, the man playing the piano had a helpless smile on his face. He shook his head and said speechlessly: "You are really thick-skinned... I was afraid that you would be beaten to death if you went to Zhengqi Hall." There was a hint in his tone. There was a hint of blame and worry, as if he was worried about Ling Xiao's safety.

When Ling Xiao heard this, the smile on his face instantly faded. He looked at the man playing the piano solemnly, and a warm current surged in his heart. "How to say?" he asked doubtfully, with a hint of seriousness in his tone. He understood that the words of the man playing the piano were not groundless, and there must be unknown secrets and dangers behind them.

"You are a demon cultivator, and the Zhengqi Hall hates demon cultivators to the core. If you don't have a sect backing you, you will definitely be beaten to death. And if you join the Demon Tower, you will still be beaten, but because With the existence of the Demon Tower, they don’t dare to kill you easily, and I, the people of the Demon Tower, will also help you.”

Under the dim light, the face of the man playing the piano looked particularly profound. His voice was deep and magnetic, and every word seemed to carry irresistible power, directly hitting Ling Xiao's soul. His eyes revealed a complex emotion, including sympathy for Ling Xiao's situation and confidence in the Demon Tower's strength.

Ling Xiao stood in front of the man playing the piano, his face pale, his eyes shining with hesitation and determination. He knows very well that once he makes a choice, it means embarking on a path full of unknowns and challenges.

The entanglement between the Zhengqi Hall and the Demon Tower has long become a well-known secret on this continent. The Zhengqi Hall takes it as its own duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, and hates demonic cultivators deeply; while the Demonic Tower is the refuge of the demonic cultivators, a place where they can survive and fight.

"You make your own choice." The man playing the guqin said again. His fingers gently rested on the strings of the guqin, as if he was ready to play a shocking movement at any time.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became firmer. He looked at the man playing the piano, and his voice was soft but extremely firm: "I will join the Demon Tower...after all, I originally planned to join."

When he said these words, he seemed to have been relieved of a thousand pounds of weight, and an inexplicable sense of relief filled his heart. He knew that although this decision meant that he would face more challenges and dangers, it also allowed him to find a sense of belonging and strength.

"In that case, since the master has not come back, I will temporarily be your certification person." The man playing the piano smiled slightly, with some relief and expectation in his eyes.

After saying this, he slowly raised his finger and pointed it at the center of Ling Xiao's eyebrows. At that moment, Ling Xiao felt a warm and mysterious power pouring into his body, and then, a black mark appeared between his eyebrows.

The mark looks like a blooming black flame. It not only has the heat and wildness of the flame, but also seems to contain some deep and ancient power. The edges of the mark flicker slightly, as if you can feel the temperature changes in the surrounding environment.

Ling Xiao's eyes widened, looking at the black flame mark between his eyebrows, and he felt an unprecedented shock and awe in his heart. He knew that from this moment on, he officially became a member of the Demon Tower, and his destiny would be closely linked to this mysterious and powerful sect.

"Okay, my name is Chongtian, and I will be your senior brother from now on."

There was an undoubted majesty in Chongtian's words, but also a touch of gentleness and intimacy, as if he was declaring an established fact and giving Ling Xiao a warm hug.

His eyes were deep, as if he could see into people's hearts, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. That smile contained both expectations for the future and recognition of Ling Xiao's potential.

"Come, show me what you can do." Chongtian's voice was deep and magnetic, and every word seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, with an indescribable appeal. He slowly stretched out his hand, palm up, as if inviting Lingxiao to show his strength, and as if silently encouraging him.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one look!

Lingxiao felt the expectation and trust in Chongtian's words, and a warm current surged in his heart. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind not to let his senior brother down. He took a deep breath, his eyes became firm and sharp, and his whole body's momentum changed, like a wild horse about to run away, ready to go.

The next moment, Chongtian suddenly made a move, as fast as lightning breaking through the night sky, making people dazzled. His movements were smooth and natural, and every detail revealed his precise control of strength and deep understanding of combat.

Lingxiao was shocked when he saw this, but then he calmed down. He knew that Chongtian's strength was extraordinary and he must not be careless.

He quickly mobilized the magic power in his body and instantly displayed the Daluotian Demon Shadow. His body turned into three hundred afterimages, which pounced on Chongtian at the same time like a ghost. Each afterimage contained Ling Xiao's full-strength attack, trying to overwhelm Chongtian with the advantage in numbers.