Chapter 742: Take Over

BAM! BAM!

Just as the Black Blood Mercenary Corps raised their long sabers, the two members guarding the entrance outside flew into the main hall. They spat out blood and fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

What was going on?

Everyone was confused.

In the next second, a young man who was dressed in a style that they had never seen before walked into the main hall. His face was cleanshaven and fair, his hair was black and shiny, and his eyebrows were straight and handsome. He held a knife in his hand and walked unhurriedly on the red carpet to the center of the main hall. Then, he raised his head and looked at Xiang Qing, who was seated on the jade platform.

“D*rn it! I told you to wait for me. I don’t want to miss such an exciting show!”

With a slightly hoarse voice, a white duck rushed in through the entrance into the main hall, and he was half flying and half running. When the talking duck reached Xiao Luo’s side, he leaned against Xiao Luo and even wiped the sweat off his brow like a human, panting heavily. “You bloody idiot, why didn’t you bring me along when you came up? My duck wings are now numb from flying, and my legs are weak from running.”

A beast… beast demon?

Everyone in the main hall was stunned. A mutated beast that could speak the human language was at least at the level of a beast demon, and a beast demon was equivalent to a human expert of the Martial Guru Realm. It was almost on top of the food chains. And now, a beast demon was right in front of them. How could they not be shocked?

No, the aura isn’t right. The beast demon is powerful, and no matter what method they use, they can’t hide the oppressive aura from their bodies. And I do not detect any such aura, Xiang Qing thought to himself.

He pointed at Xiao Luo with a cold gaze. “Who are you? And what on earth is that stupid duck doing beside you?”

Stupid duck?

The members of the Black Blood Mercenary Crops were shocked. This was a beast demon, yet their leader dared to insult it. Was he courting death?

“Brat, why aren’t you kneeling when you see your Grandpa Duck Emperor? Believe it or not, I’ll relegate your soul to hell and make you beg for death!” The Duck Emperor cleared his throat and brought out his usual posturing again.

“Humph, stop bluffing, stupid duck! You’re not a beast demon at all. The aura of a beast demon is more than a hundred times stronger than yours!” Xiang Qing snorted.

Oops, has he seen through my facade?

The Duck Emperor was stunned for a moment before he turned to Xiao Luo and said, “F*ck, this guy deserves to be the leader of the villains. His talent is indeed high!”

Xiao Luo glanced at Duck Emperor disdainfully. With your poor acting skills, anyone with a little intelligence would have known that you’re not a beast demon, he thought.

“So it wasn’t a beast demon. It seems like it might have taken some miraculous elixir or materials to activate its ability to speak the human language!”

Everyone in the Black Blood Mercenary Crops murmured and heaved a sigh of relief.

When the Ziyue cave heaven’s disciples and elders heard that, their mood had once again hit rock bottom. They thought that the situation had turned for the better. As it turned out, it wasn’t a beast demon at all. Just with an ordinary duck, as well as a young man whose strength was only at the Martial Master level. How could this pair possibly be a match for this bast*rd, Xiang Qing?

“Hey, I’m asking you a question. Who are you? What are you doing here?”

Xiang Qing ignored the Duck Emperor, and his gaze landed on Xiao Luo. Of course, he didn’t read the letter the deputy commander had passed to him thoroughly, so he didn’t realize that the person in front of him was the person the very man he had been warned him to be careful of.

“You’re the leader of the Black Blood Mercenary Crops?” Xiao Luo asked.

Hearing that, one of Xiang Qing’s men shouted, “Are you f*cking blind? You don’t even know our commander!”

“If you don’t give me a satisfactory explanation for why you injured my men, I’ll chop you and that f*cking duck beside you into pieces and feed you to the dogs, piece by piece!” Xiang Qing scowled as he sat back on the jade platform.

Xiao Luo’s expression did not change, and he said, “I’ve taken over Ziyue cave heaven. Take your Black Blood Mercenary Crops and get the f*ck down the mountain now. And I’ll spare your lives.”

Hearing those words, everyone in the main hall was startled. This guy’s head must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. What nonsense was he spouting?

“Motherf*cker, this d*mned brat was even better at posturing than me. He’s the true king of posturing!”

The Duck Emperor acknowledged Xiao Luo’s superior posturing and felt an immediate need to strengthen his skills.

However, for Xiao Luo, this is not posturing but a show of strength. He didn’t need to be polite to these people, and only those who hadn’t reached his level would think that he was posturing. In reality, he was just simplifying things.

Xiang Qingwei was stunned for a moment before he smiled playfully and said, “Excuse me, did you just tell us to get down the mountain and you’d spare our lives?”

“Yes.” Xiao Luo replied and nodded stiffly.

When it was confirmed, Xiang Qing immediately laughed out loud from the jade platform. He found it so hilarious that he even slapped his thigh and burst into tears as he held his stomach.

“Haha, haha, haha…”

The entire hall of the Black Blood Mercenary Crops broke out in raucous laughter. They couldn’t control themselves and were extremely amused, for it was like a wimpy kid warning an adult.

The disciples and elders from Ziyue cave heaven stood silently, in sharp contrast to the Black Blood Mercenary Crops. When Xiang Qing asked where they had found these so-called reinforcements, the elders’ faces turned red, and they were so embarrassed that they could not say anything.

Xiang Yangyan shouted at Xiao Luo, “Young man, I appreciate your kind intentions, but you’re not their match. Hurry and go down the mountain. There’s no need to get involved in this mess.”

“Yeah, young man, hurry.”

“Most of the members of the Black Blood Mercenary Crops are Martial Masters and above, and Xiang Qing has even reached the mid-stage of Martial Lord. The situation you’re in is akin to an ant trying to shake a tree!”

“Hurry up and leave with your tamed beast!”

The elders persuaded Xiao Luo to leave as they felt the disparity in strength was too great. How could they fight with the Black Blood Mercenary Crops?

“How dare you come and go as you please? Have you asked me?” Xiang Qing sneered.

Xiang Yangyan shouted at him, “What you want to deal with today is Ziyue cave heaven, don’t hurt the innocent!”

“Old goat, you have no right to speak here!”

Xiang Qing smiled coldly. “Besides, if I don’t hurt the innocent, how can I live up to my infamy?” He waved his hand and gave an order, “Two of you, pull out his tendons and skin, then chop him up and feed him to the dogs. As for this f*cking duck, kill it, pull out all its feathers, and prepare me a roasted duck!”

“Yes, Leader”

Two members of the Black Blood Mercenary Crops carried out the order and walked up to Xiao Luo.

However, before they could touch Xiao Luo’s body, they were thrown back by Xiao Luo’s True Inner Force and fell to the ground with blood gushing from their mouths.

What the hell?

The disciples and elders from Ziyue cave heaven had looks of surprise on their faces. The two Black Blood Mercenary Crops members were both Martial Masters, yet the young man, Xiao Luo, did not have to move at all and defeated them only using his True Inner Force. How was this possible?

Xiang Qing was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned cold. “It turns out that you have hidden your aura well. Your true strength isn’t just that of a Martial Master. No wonder you have the courage to challenge me!”

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