Chapter 1239: Analysis of the Blue Sky Saint

"You two are cheating," Lan Tiansheng looked at the two with a hurt expression, wanting to raise his hand to vent his anger, but finally he didn't dare to raise it.

Afraid of another beating, Heishanyang's strike was too brutal, deliberately trampling his face, leaving it swollen and red with several footprints—so painful.

"If you defeat me head‑on, you can make me do anything; victory belongs to the king, defeat to the bandit, but now you..."

Their method is shameless—letting others torment him, draining his power, reducing his strength below the True Person Realm. Only then do they act; Lan Tiansheng is genuinely depressed, even quite uncomfortable.

Why does this person in front of him, whose strength is clearly not lacking, not act personally? He could defeat him on the spot and avoid all the subsequent matters.

Thinking of this, Lan Tiansheng's face fills with grievance; he wants to vent a couple of words, but dares not curse.

Qinglong Daoren tilted his head and said, "I never do meaningless things, nor do I take reckless risks; your strength is indeed decent, a bit threatening."

"Moreover, you trespassed into my territory yourself, got trapped by a Formation and couldn't get in; that's your problem."

"As for the torment you mention, it has nothing to do with me; it's not that I made them torture you, but they wish to hone themselves, and you happened to arrive—nothing more."

In short, you're unlucky to have run into them; both of their sons need training and must face Strong Ones directly.

Heishanyang's thought is simple: defeat him, then devour him; its mouth has been craving for ages, just waiting for this moment.

Who could have known an accident would happen; Lan Tiansheng still had some use. He followed this time also to vent, even though the fatty meat at his mouth was gone and about to fly away, Heishanyang was naturally very displeased, needing a proper vent to be satisfied.

Qinglong Daoren naturally wouldn't block its actions, because Heishanyang truly needs to vent; otherwise, when it returns, trouble would arise.

"You..." Lan Tiansheng couldn't hold back this time, pointing at them, fuming.

But thinking of his own actions, he could only sigh helplessly.

"I lost, you won; from now on, my life and death are no longer in my own hands," Lan Tiansheng sat weakly, his life and death controlled by others.

He can no longer be as before; he never thought that after all those years of effort, he not only failed to replace Xukong Wang, but also ended up betraying himself.

"Alas."

"I'm really unlucky."

The unlucky him, his unlucky life, originally thought he would rise, but encountered Xukong Wang, that figure, and then he kept secretly growing, hiding under Xukong Wang's command, becoming his subordinate and doing his work.

Xukong Wang guarded against him, and he likewise didn't trust Xukong Wang; the two have been tugging at each other for many years, neither revealing the truth.

This time, Xukong Wang came to find him, not for him, but for the person before him.

Just like himself, obviously, Xukong Wang knew what had happened here and also discerned the state of the Luotian White Snake Clan.

The person before him likely came for this reason; before, he shouted many times with no response. The Formation's vibration, Lan Tiansheng naturally observed, and he clearly understood the purpose of the person before him.

Gathering his composure, Lan Tiansheng asked, "What do you want me to do?"

He is very straightforward, having accepted his role; his mindset has always been fine.

The situation is set, unchangeable; he has accepted his current self, his life and death controlled by others, and naturally must also do tasks for them.

Qinglong Daoren gave a faint smile, "Not bad, your mindset is quite good; I admire you."

He shows no concealment of his admiration; this person truly is quite good in every aspect.

Unfortunately, he is an enemy.

He casually tossed two pills to him—Fifth-Grade Dragon Blood Pills. Lan Tiansheng instinctively reached out, and upon seeing they were two pills, and not low‑grade but Fifth‑Grade, he was stunned.

He looked up in surprise, staring at Qinglong Daoren.

"Eat them, they'll restore part of your strength. As you are now, you have no right to work for me," Qinglong Daoren said coldly, his thoughts unreadable.

Lan Tiansheng no longer hesitated, gulped them down, restoring part of his qi and blood; his essence, spirit, and the facial wounds healed.

He stood up, his mind became active; the pills, the Luotian White Snake Clan, and the transaction with Bai Meng—all became clear.

The person before him is a Pill Refining master, and not an ordinary one; he handed over two Fifth‑Grade pills casually.

"What do you want me to do?" Lan Tiansheng bowed his hands; his attitude had changed this time.

Qinglong Daoren observed, this is a clever man; chatting and working with a clever person is effortless, requiring little explanation.

"Xukong Wang has arrived, and beside him stands a fairly strong, towering man, whose appearance is frightening."

"Hei Hu." Lan Tiansheng instantly answered, "He is one of the three Great Demon Kings under Xukong Wang, the Black Mountain Tiger King Hei Hu; his power is formidable. He, like me, does not truly serve Xukong Wang."

"Xukong Wang, this person, is extremely suspicious of us; his paranoia is severe, and he trusts no one."

"We all have double hearts."

This point, Lan Tiansheng did not lie; he admitted it openly.

They follow Xukong Wang only as a temporary transition, not out of genuine loyalty, nor truly working for him.

Their relationship is a cooperation, not true subjugation.

"I see, he came to you this time probably because he thinks you know some secret, hence he came?" Qinglong Daoren asked.

Lan Tiansheng shook his head, "No, it's not that. Regarding my life and death, he doesn't care. What he lacks is a reason, and now he can act against the Luotian White Snake Clan. He has long coveted Bai Xinlan, previously hesitant to confront the Demon King, and thus didn't dare."

"This time, under my name, entering this place, is also to cause trouble for her, and also because your existence was discovered by him."

"Xukong Wang is not after Bai Xinlan; once he fixes his eyes on something and can't obtain it, he'll destroy it."

"You probably hope I go out, keep following him, give him some pressure, so he won't have the mind to meddle with your side, right?"

Lan Tiansheng was clever; in an instant, he guessed Qinglong Daoren's intention.

Qinglong Daoren admitted openly, "That's right, I don't like trouble."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't keep you trapped, nor kill you."

Lan Tiansheng nodded, "I can agree to you, but..."

Qinglong Daoren extended his hand, "But it's fine to say it."

Lan Tiansheng hesitated briefly, then said, "My strength still differs from his; I can't hold him off. Xukong Wang doesn't trust me; I may not be able to stall for long."

"The others aren't on the same wavelength as me; they each have their own camps. Getting them to cooperate with me is unlikely."

Relying solely on myself, success is impossible.

This point, Lan Tiansheng is still very clear about; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone so long without acting.

Strength is always the foundation of confidence.