"Cough cough..."

The battle was over. After struggling, Feng Xiaotian stood up dejectedly.

At this time, there was no fighting spirit in his eyes. Facing Ling Mo, he had no chance at all.

The gap between them is so great that it is unimaginable.

"thanks……"

Feng Xiaotian looked at Ling Mo and sincerely said thank you.

Just now, if Ling Mo hadn't taken action in time, he might have died from the backlash of his soul skill.

No one knew the situation more clearly and felt it more directly than him. At that moment, he had given up.

Unexpectedly, Ling Mo saved his life at the critical moment, so this was Feng Xiaotian's heartfelt gratitude.

"You don't need to thank me! I don't need verbal gratitude..."

Ling Mo said meaningfully, and immediately began to plan how to conquer the wolf.

The implication is obvious. If it is just a verbal thank you without any sincerity, Lingmo does not need such gratitude.

The most direct thing is to come up with something practical. Lingmo doesn't have the kind of holy heart of doing good deeds without asking for anything in return.

Everything he does has a purpose, otherwise... anyone's life or death has nothing to do with him.

Unless this person is very important to you.

"What do you want me to do?"

Feng Xiaotian heard it and asked.

He is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to be grateful. Ling Mo saved his life, and this life belongs to Ling Mo.

The so-called "thousand-year record of receiving favor from others" is what he values ​​most.

"It's very simple. If you really want to thank me, then join my sect! Work for me..."

At this moment, whatever he said was nonsense, Lingmo didn't hide it and went straight to the point.

Either join the ghost sect or get out. Lingmo didn't lose anything, he just saved a worthless waste.

"Is your sect the ghost sect?"

Everyone knew that behind Shrek Academy was the Guimen, but no one knew that Ling Mo was from the Guimen.

Therefore... Feng Xiaotian raised questions to determine whether Ling Mo was from the underworld.

"That's right! It's the Ghost Gate..."

Ling Mo replied directly, there was no hiding clumsiness, and there was nothing to hide clumsiness.

Moreover, no one else heard the conversation between them.

"Ghost Gate!!!"

After hearing Ling Mo's confirmation, Feng Xiaotian fell into deep thought.

He was hesitating because he knew nothing about the Ghost Gate and very little about Lingmo.

His personal future is more important than anything else. He can do anything for Ling Mo, even if he sacrifices his own life, but this does not include selling his future.

Of course Ling Mo knew what he was thinking, and he must be worried whether joining the Ghost Sect would limit his future.

"Don't worry! If you join Guimen, I will give you the best treatment and resources so that you can grow up in the fastest time.

But... the premise is that you have to be loyal, loyal to the ghost gate, loyal to me!

As long as you achieve these two points, I can guarantee that you will reach the level of a Titled Douluo in less than ten years..."

Regarding this, Ling Mo is still guaranteed. After all...with the resources in his hand, even if he smashes them, he can create a titled Douluo.

Not to mention, Feng Xiaotian's qualifications are not bad to begin with, he is a rare genius.

Only with Ling Mo's support could even a pig rise, let alone him.

"Loyal to you? Dare I ask, what position do you... hold in the Ghost Sect?"

Feng Xiaotian heard the fishiness in Ling Mo's words and asked directly.

As for the previous points, he did not question them because... Ling Mo had no reason to lie to him.

With his current strength and status, he couldn't afford to lie to his defeated general.

"Haha, you are quite good! It looks like you agreed?"

Ling Mo didn't answer directly, he was not a fool.

Although his identity was a secret and there was no need to hide it,... in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ling Mo still did not choose to reveal it.

"Okay, I promise you!"

After thinking about it, Feng Xiaotian finally decided.

For no other reason than to repay the favor.

Moreover, the ghost gate is not bad to begin with. He is approaching graduation and has not yet found a new home.

Originally, I was thinking of joining the Tiandou Empire or selling the Emperor's family.

Now Ling Mo intervened and cut him off. After careful comparison, Guimen may not be worse than Tiandou Empire.

"Very good! You are a smart man, and you will be proud of the choice you made today in the future."

Ling Mo clapped his hands and praised him. This guy was very decisive and did not consume Ling Mo's patience excessively. He made a very measured decision.

"So, can you tell me your identity now?"

Feng Xiaotian continued to ask. He was really curious about Ling Mo's identity.

After all, with Lingmo's strength, performance, and various outstanding abilities, he is at least an elder level in the Guimen, right?

It was understandable that Ling Mo didn't say it before, because he was not yet a member of the ghost sect and was not qualified to know this.

But now he is! Ling Mo had no reason to hide it from him anymore.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, the current leader of the Ghost Sect is me!"

Ling Mo replied that no third person heard the conversation between the two.

The people in the audience only knew that the two were whispering on the stage, but they could not hear what they were talking about at all.

I couldn't help but be curious.

"what!!!"

As soon as Ling Mo finished speaking, Feng Xiaotian took a step and almost fell to the ground.

Obviously frightened.

He had thought about all the identities of Ling Mo, such as the identity of an elder, a deacon, or the heir of a ghost sect.

I just never thought that Ling Mo was the leader of the Ghost Sect!

This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, and Feng Xiaotian was stunned.

What is this concept? It's like competing with you to find an opponent, fighting to the death in order to get better treatment.

In the end, I discovered that it turned out that I was standing at the apex of power, and I was just playing with you to play with you.

What is the current status of Guimen? That is the top force that can arm-wrestle with the empire.

And Ling Mo turned out to be the leader of the Ghost Sect, which meant that he now stood at the pinnacle of power, a person above ten thousand people.

"Don't be surprised! There will be even more surprising things waiting for you in the future.

Okay, you still need a good rest due to the soul power backlash you suffered, so go back first!

Wait a few days and someone will come looking for you! At that time, I will take you to visit the mountain and arrange a place for you to practice..."

Ling Mo didn't have the time to continue talking nonsense with him. He accidentally started talking about a chapter, and he was probably going to be scolded to death by the readers.

After the referee announced the result, Feng Xiaotian left the Soul Fighting Stage in embarrassment, but... he did not show the frustration of failure, but walked off the stage with a smile.

Everyone was confused. Why did he feel happier when he lost than when he won?

Could it be that this kid was beaten stupid by Ling Mo?

At the end of the game, Emperor Xue Ye was undoubtedly another impassioned encouragement and encouragement.

Next, the finals will start soon, and that will be the real battle to determine who is the strongest academy in the mainland.

After the speech, Emperor Xue Ye announced that Prince Xue Qinghe would represent him as the envoy of the Heaven Dou Empire to participate in the judging work of this competition.

The fifteen teams from the Tiandou Empire will be accompanied by him personally to Wuhun City, a city at the junction of the two empires, for the finals.

The finals will be hosted by Wuhundian.

"Oh, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

After listening to Xue Ye's words, Ling Mo showed a meaningful expression on his face and looked at Salas at the VIP table.

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