"Young Master Fan is as benevolent and tolerant as a prime minister's belly can hold a ship! But forgive my rashness, Wind Devil, this man not only poses as the Heavenly Emperor Ling Xiao of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire, he also injured the Princess Consort's lady-in-waiting, barging onto the top floor of Qijing Tower, I find this quite distasteful."
At that moment, the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil suddenly spoke up.
Clearly, this was the Princess Consort's instruction.
Originally, the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil harbored enmity towards Ling Xiao, and now this imposter Ling Xiao was evidently here to stand up for Ling Xiao.
He naturally hated him as well.
"Indeed, not just anyone is qualified to ascend the fifteenth floor of Qijing Tower, today is reserved for the Princess Consort, yet this mere country bumpkin, without invitation, barging in on his own, is disrespect to the Princess Consort!"
Shui Shen Zi had been particularly dejected lately, being the strongest genius of Water Temple, initially she was delighted to hear of Ling Xiao's disappearance.
But in today's selection battle, she was actually defeated by Ling Xiao's henchmen, suffering heavy injuries, unable to continue the subsequent challenges.
This caused her to lose eligibility to participate in the White Tiger Summit.
Now seeing this fake Ling Xiao, she wished she could kill this scoundrel. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Why impersonate anyone but that obnoxious guy?
Hearing these two speak, Ling Xiao suddenly stopped, smiling arrogantly at Shui Shen Zi, then at the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil, before addressing Shui Shen Zi first: "You worthless fool, can't even participate in the White Tiger Summit, what gives you the right to brag here?"
Shui Shen Zi's face flushed red from the ridicule but couldn't refute Ling Xiao's words.
In this aspect, they indeed had no ground to criticize Ling Xiao, regardless of whether this Ling Xiao is a country bumpkin, he somehow obtained the qualification to join the White Tiger Summit, far surpassing them.
Seeing Shui Shen Zi remain silent, Ling Xiao then looked towards the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil: "The Four Heroes of the Heavenly Sea? Haha, Tianai Ba Tu, Sun Leng Chan, and Mu Wan Shuang are qualified, but who do you think you are?
Do you even deserve to be called one of the four heroes? You're probably just filling the numbers, aren't you?
Don't forget, this is Qijing Tower, not your Wind Demon Mansion! Young Master Fan is the true master here, if he hasn't said anything, what nonsense are you trying to spout?"
Hearing Ling Xiao's words, the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil immediately flew into a rage.
No one had ever dared speak to him , not even the real Ling Xiao, when facing his attacks, could only avoid them.
This fake Ling Xiao, acting so arrogantly!
Who does he think he is?
Does he really think defeating Prince White Horse means he can ignore the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil?
"It seems you're quite angry, isn't it?"
Ling Xiao smirked: "But getting angry is utterly useless, no matter what you say, you're not the one in charge here, it's Young Master Fan.
As long as Young Master Fan says Ling Xiao isn't qualified to buy things here, I'll turn around and leave immediately.
I, Ling Xiao, am not someone who clings shamelessly, I'm not going to pester for a few cups of water wine, a bit of delicacy like some shameless dog.
I hope you recognize your position, don't presume yourself an insider. You're not the one to issue orders here."
He's simply here to buy goods.
Qijing Tower is an open tavern.
Any capable martial artists can purchase goods here, which is an unchanging rule of the Fan family's business.
Even if Fan Ruohai wanted to cater to the Princess Consort's feelings, ruining the Fan family's reputation is out of the question.
What's more, Ling Xiao had long noticed that there was a hidden rivalry between the Fan family and the Royal Family, even though they appeared harmonious.
Therefore, Fan Ruohai wouldn't do such a thing.
"How dare you look down on me!"
The Sacred Sword of Wind Devil, furious with Ling Xiao's tirade, felt utterly dejected.
In the Mysterious World, strength is revered.
His confidence in mocking Ling Xiao came from his belief that Ling Xiao was weaker.
Ling Xiao should humbly accept his mockery, yet who would have thought this country bumpkin faker would act equally arrogant as the real Ling Xiao, completely ignoring him.
"What if I look down on you? What makes you worthy of my respect?"
Ling Xiao, who once might have feared the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil, had long transformed today.
Confronting the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil, he felt absolute confidence in his victory.
If this guy truly lacks judgment, Ling Xiao wouldn't hesitate to teach him a lesson.
However, the trouble is, the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil is a formal participant in the White Tiger Summit.
According to the rules, official participants can't be killed, otherwise the consequences are dire.
Ling Xiao wouldn't commit such stupidity for a fleeting moment of satisfaction.
Of course, teaching him a lesson, showing some color, is acceptable.
The Sacred Sword of Wind Devil laughed angrily: "I can't understand, a martial artist with a cultivation level of Seventh Level in the Yin-Yang Realm, barely scrapes by with thick skin and negligible speed to secure a spot in the White Tiger Summit, what gives you the nerve to speak to me ?"
Amidst laughter, the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil suddenly erupted with incredibly mighty sword qi, like a sharp treasured sword piercing towards Ling Xiao, suppressing and threatening Ling Xiao.
"You'll find out if you make a move, if you're scared then swallow it, don't whine like a woman."
Ling Xiao didn't intend to initiate the attack, only reacting defensively would give him reason to beat this guy thoroughly, without giving the Tianhai Empire reason to vilify him.
"Am I like a woman? Do I dare not act?"
The Sacred Sword of Wind Devil felt he was losing control.
Even those seated on the top floor thought this fake Ling Xiao was excessively bold, truly provoking the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil, he'd undoubtedly dare to kill.
At worst, not participating in the White Tiger Summit wouldn't matter.
"If you want to fight, hurry up, I still need to buy stuff and gather with friends, no time to chit chat here."
Ling Xiao didn't even glance at the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil, walking directly to the counter, loudly saying: "Give me one hundred jars of 'Five Poison Holy Wine', twenty jars of 'Ice Dragon Wine', twenty jars of 'Fire Dragon Wine', and prepare one hundred portions of the 'Astonishing Scenery Set Meal', the best!"
Having killed seventy-three Sky Demon Cultists, Ling Xiao was very wealthy, and though these purchases were expensive, he didn't mind.
"Damn it, he dares to ignore me!"
Wind Devil Sacred Sword gasped furiously, like a Thunderbolt Bomb primed to explode.
"Whoever dares sell him wine is standing against me, the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil!"
Hearing this, the Princess Consort frowned slightly, thinking this fool.
This is Qijing Tower, saying that implies you're placing yourself above Fan Ruohai.
Fan Ruohai is feared even by the Crown Prince, truly foolish.
Sure enough, hearing this, Fan Ruohai's eyes narrowed slightly before coldly saying: "Our Fan family conducts business with open doors, we dare to do business with anyone, I wonder how you, Sacred Sword of Wind Devil, plan to trouble me?"
Upon hearing this, the Sacred Sword of Wind Devil's spine chilled, suddenly awakening from his rage.