Chapter 3156

The Lin brother that Qi Xiong spoke of is the Sect Master of Heavenly Pulse Mountain; they had prior contact, so they are acquainted.

Upon hearing this, Grand Elder Wang wore a puzzled expression and asked strangely.

"Our Sect Master didn't come; Sect Master Qi, do you have business with him?"

"He didn't come?"

Hearing this, Qi Xiong furrowed his brows sharply—what does this mean?

"I'm organizing the Best Sect Master selection, yet you, a Sect Master, didn't come and sent a Grand Elder instead—what's the meaning of this? You're looking down on me, Qi someone."

His Dao One Immortal Sect is at least a major power of the Human Race, on par with the Heavenly Family and Wushen Palace—how could Heavenly Pulse Mountain dare to look down on it?

Besides, although there are insider dealings this time, we can still eat— I invited you to the feast, and you didn't come?

I never expected that the Sect Master of Heavenly Pulse Mountain wouldn't come.

His gaze locked onto Grand Elder Wang before him, Qi Xiong's voice turned colder as he said:

"Did Sect Master Lin say nothing?"

"What? Sect Master Qi, I don't quite understand what you mean—this Best Elder selection has nothing to do with our Sect Master, right?"

"What the heck?"

Hearing this, Qi Xiong felt his head buzz, like a thunderclap exploding in his mind.

"What Best Elder selection? I'm organizing the Best Sect Master selection—what's going on now?"

Based on past experience, Qi Xiong unconsciously felt a bad premonition—someone was setting him up.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he gritted his teeth and asked Grand Elder Wang:

"Please, Brother Wang, elaborate."

"Sect Master Qi, you don't know? We were all invited by Daoist Wu to participate in the Best Elder selection."

"Wu Shou?"

"Yes."

"Good, good, really good."

After some questioning, Qi Xiong finally figured out the whole story, and the mastermind hiding behind was also found.

In almost an instant, Qi Xiong understood everything.

"Wu Shou, that bastard, has been scheming against him from the start."

"What nonsense about sharing a brother's worries—he's just using me as free labor."

Thinking of Qi someone, lately he's been running around, trying not to lose face for himself and the Sect—he's practically emptied his savings.

But in the end he ended up doing the work for someone else—this old thing had been planning the Best Elder selection from the beginning.

From start to finish, it had nothing to do with Qi Xiong.

Watching Qi Xiong alternate between smiling and radiating killing intent, Grand Elder Wang felt a bit creeped out.

"What's going on now? No, don't scare me."

"Sect Master Qi, are you alright?"

"Nothing, what could happen? I'm fine."

And the worst part of this whole affair is right here—even if he discovered it, he had nowhere to complain.

Just like now, facing Grand Elder Wang's questioning, what could Qi Xiong say? That his own dear Shī xiōng had set him up?

As the saying goes, family shame should not be aired; behind closed doors, they brothers can settle it themselves.

But if they broadcast it widely and tell everyone, it would only become a laughingstock for others.

"Well, well schemed—truly a good Shī xiōng for a brother."

It's like a mute eating coptis—bitter suffering he cannot speak of.

However, this matter obviously can't be just let go; although he can't speak of his suffering, he can still strip a layer off his dear Shī xiōng in private.

Just as Qi Xiong was about to turn and leave, heading straight to find Wu Shou, the sect's protective grand array suddenly sounded an alarm, and a squad of sect guards immediately took to the air.

Looking up, he saw Miao Huahua, Miao Qianqian, and the Third Elder from Wushen Palace flying over swiftly.

And among them, the most conspicuous Third Elder roared angrily:

"Wu Shou, get out here!"

"Oh?"

Hearing that roar, Qi Xiong's eyes flashed with a strange hue—wasn't that the old thing's lover? Why had she come to kill? Moreover, she clearly came with ill intent, black aura bubbling all over her.

This was clearly a sign of inner demons arising.

Meanwhile, on the horizon, the sect guards led by Shi Song were on high alert, as if facing a great enemy.

They knew Miao Huahua, they knew Miao Qianqian, and they had even met the Third Elder before.

But what's the meaning of you looking like you've gone demonic?

"Daoist Miao, hold on."

As the words fell, Miao Huahua and Miao Qianqian slowed, but the Third Elder's speed did not decrease—it increased.

The black aura around him grew denser as he charged, speaking with killing intent:

"I'm looking for Wu Shou—whoever blocks me gets killed."

"Huh???"

Watching the Third Elder charge straight at the sect, Shi Song's face instantly darkened.

"I've given you face, yet you dare to barge into the Dao One Immortal Sect."

He was about to order his men to seize her, but just then Qi Xiong's voice came.

"Shī xiōng, wait—let them in."

"Hearing this, Shi Song froze, and Miao Huahua and the others were drawn by the sound, looking far toward where Qi Xiong was."

The others were actually fine, but the Third Elder, upon seeing Grand Elder Wang standing beside Qi Xiong, instantly blew up.

Black aura surged up from his whole body in an instant, the chilling killing intent was even more nearly substantive, a flash of the Space Ring in his hand, and a poisoned dagger instantly appeared in his hand.

"Old woman, you really dare to come, today I will surely chop you."

Before the words even fell, giving no time for everyone to react, the Third Elder had already rushed straight to Grand Elder Wang, appearing before her in the blink of an eye.

Before he could even figure out what was happening, the poisoned dagger was already at his throat.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet, shooting straight up to the crown of his head.

"You're crazy."

He hurriedly retreated and dodged, barely escaping, and shouted angrily.

In response, the Third Elder coldly snorted and replied.

"Crazy? Hahaha, I'm not crazy, you are, you're crazy to the point of not knowing life or death; today is your day of death."

Huh???

Facing the Wushen Palace Third Elder's every move, which was a killing strike, Grand Elder Wang felt ten thousand fucking things she didn't know whether to say.

"She damn well didn't do anything, just being chased and killed like this."

Besides, she and the Wushen Palace Third Elder may know each other, but they have no real friendship; if anything, they're generations apart.

Grand Elder Wang has lived for thousands of years; if we go purely by age, she would be of the Third Elder's grandmother's generation.

Normally, they had no grudge or enmity; previously, meeting was just a nodding acquaintance.

People you can't even reach with an eight-foot pole, what the hell are you doing to me? I dug up your ancestors' graves!

All one could see was Grand Elder Wang constantly dodging, while the Third Elder relentlessly pursued, the poisoned dagger in his hand clearly aimed at taking her life.

Every thrust aimed at a vital point, let alone the fact that it was poisoned.

"Disrespecting elders deserves death; today is your day of death."

"What nonsense are you spouting? When have I ever offended you?"

Watching their fierce battle, Shi Song and his companions, full of doubts in midar, wondered what to do now.