Chapter 407: The Holy Lord's Courting

Before the Holy Lord's hall, a deathly silence.

Everyone's gaze was focused on the two people confronting each other.

Ziqing Xuan's heart tightened; hearing Hun Yuan Xue's words, she found them strangely familiar.

Oh, right, I had said that before.

Later she was enslaved by Gu Yuan, becoming his dog.

"How infuriating! When will I ever turn the tables and become the master?"

The Holy Lord and Vice Holy Lord on the other side kept their usual expressions, as if they had long anticipated this situation.

Both merely flashed a glance, not knowing what they were thinking.

Gu Yuan looked at the willful young lady before him; not only did he not grow angry, a sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

"Chief enforcer?"

This status is far higher than that of an ordinary recruit.

The higher his status, the more core secrets he can access, and the greater the amount of fortune the Human Emperor's Seal can steal.

This is literally like someone bringing a pillow when you're sleepy.

"Understood."

Gu Yuan hoarsely uttered a single word, perfectly displaying the reaction of a native subdued by a powerful one's aura.

"Very good."

Hun Yuan Xue nodded satisfied, as if she had tamed a reasonably obedient pet.

She casually tossed Gu Yuan a token engraved with the character 'Snow',

"Hold it; from now on you are a member of my 'Snow Unit'."

Thereafter, she imperiously singled out another nine natives with the highest battle merits, then tossed the rest, as if dividing pork, casually to the nine Hun family heavenly pride behind her.

"All right, the people are assembled, let's move out!"

Hun Yuan Xue waved her hand, turned and strode toward the immortal vessel, decisive and clean, without any hesitation.

From beginning to end, she never even glanced at the Vice Holy Lord.

This is the might of a top-tier immortal king clan.

Gu Yuan gripped the warm token in his hand, followed Hun Yuan Xue aboard, and together with the other nine selected natives boarded the lead dark-gold immortal vessel.

After the assignments were done, Hun Yuan Xue prepared to turn and board the ship directly to leave.

"Miss, wait."

Just then, the Holy Lord's solemn yet slightly respectful voice sounded:

"Miss, and all you heavenly pride, having come from afar, if our Hun Tian Holy Land fails to offer even a cup of thin wine, returning to the main house would surely bring us shame."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Gu Yuan and the other ragged natives, then shifted his tone:

"Moreover, though these vanguard warriors were selected, their gear is shoddy, they have no elixirs, and to send them to battle like this would… likely dampen your prestige, Miss."

It would be better to let them rest here for a night, allowing our holy land to show some hospitality as host and prepare supplies for your expedition.

Hun Yuan Xue heard this and halted her steps.

She glanced at the group of recruits behind her who were indeed not presentable, then looked at the sincere Holy Lord, her brows slightly rising.

"Holy Lord, you have thoughtfulness."

She spoke lightly, her tone still carrying that innate arrogance,

"Then we shall impose on you for one night, departing at dawn."

"Good, good!"

The Holy Lord seemed to sigh in relief,

"Later I will personally arrange things, ensuring Miss and all the heavenly pride are properly accommodated; furthermore, I will allocate a thousand Xuanjia Dan and Extreme Dao Imperial Battle Armors from the treasury, to be delivered to Miss at dawn!"

……

After Hun Yuan Xue and her party's silhouettes vanished outside the hall, the overbearing pressure from the main house gradually dissipated.

Inside the Holy Lord's hall, a brief silence fell.

"Holy Lord,"

The ever-silent Vice Holy Lord stepped forward slowly, a hint of gravity appearing on his sinister face,

"This Hun family is simply too overbearing."

"Overbearing?"

The Holy Lord let out an ambiguous chuckle: "Supreme Immortal Kings… they have the capital to be overbearing."

"But compared to that, I am more concerned about the true immortal battlefield over there…"

The Vice Holy Lord nodded: "Yes, the main house arrived too early this time, not even waiting for the customary three months. I fear something unknown has happened on the true immortal battlefield."

The Holy Lord let out an ambiguous chuckle: "More than just an incident, I fear it's a crushing defeat; otherwise, why would Hun Yuan Xue, with her temperament, personally come to this impoverished eleventh region, unwilling to linger even a moment, rushing to seize cannon fodder to fill the battle lines?"

The Vice Holy Lord's eyes flickered slightly, and he continued along his line of thought:

"That native named Yuan is actually interesting; in such a deficient law-land, he managed to cultivate power comparable to a true immortal; if he survives, his future is limitless, but sadly, his nature is too wild, having caught Hun Yuan Xue's eye—this girl kills like playing with toys, so he probably won't live long."

"Wildness is good."

In the Holy Lord's voice, there suddenly arose an inexplicable meaning,

"Flowers grown in a greenhouse, no matter how beautiful, cannot withstand storms. Precisely this sort of wild dragon that claws its way out of rotting mud stands a chance to find a sliver of life in the true immortal battlefield's meat grinder."

He shifted his tone, his hazy gaze seeming to pierce the hall doors and land on the direction Gu Yuan had departed.

"This youth is material that can be shaped; Hun Yuan Xue merely sees him as a useful dog, not realizing that raw jade also needs carving. We differ from the main house; since we reside in the Hun Tian Holy Land, we must consider the holy land's future."

The Vice Holy Lord immediately understood, bowed and said: "Holy Lord, your wisdom is clear; you mean to establish good relations in advance?"

"Not bad."

The Holy Lord's voice regained its dignity.

I promised a thousand portions of Mysterious Armor Pill and battle armor—this is no idle talk; those host family folks will surely disdain our goods…… therefore, his share must be the finest from the treasury; though the host family looks down on it, to one who owns nothing, a native, this is an immense favor.

Someone who might one day vie for Immortal King, with a slight chance of earning the favor of a Jue Dian Immortal King—exchanging some of the external trinkets we disdain for such a favor, this deal is not a loss.

The Holy Lord said calmly,

Go handle this; make sure he feels the sincerity of my Chaos Heaven Holy Land.

The Vice Holy Lord's sinister eyes flashed a glint of sharpness; he lowered his head and replied, 'Yes, Holy Lord. But…… this person's origins are unknown, and his potential is terrifyingly great; our showing goodwill like this, if we end up raising a tiger to our detriment……'

No problem.

The Holy Lord interrupted him,

Being favored by Hun Yuan Xue already marks him with the Chaos Family's brand; we need only, when he is most in need, hand him a sword and give him armor, and that will suffice. If he dies, we suffer no loss. If he lives, what he owes us far exceeds what he owes Hun Yuan Xue.

Subordinate, understood.

The Vice Holy Lord gave a deep bow; in the depths of his eyes, the faint light of the Extinction Source power flickered and vanished.