Chapter 182

The four brows unconsciously trembled.

A flicker of curiosity flashed through his eyes.

"Your curiosity will get you killed sooner or later!"

He shot him a sidelong glance.

Ye Gucheng shifted the topic and said again.

"Don't worry, I'll hold back."

"He is an opponent worthy of respect!"

"Even in death, one should die purely!"

Perhaps it was the mutual admiration between kindred spirits.

Ye Gucheng ultimately chose to spare his life.

Even if doing so seemed somewhat disrespectful to him!

Of course.

This was also because Ximen Wudi had not issued an order to kill the opponent.

Otherwise.

No matter how reluctant.

He would still strike a killing blow!!

This point, however, made him feel somewhat relieved in his heart.

Only what he didn't know was.

Perhaps compared to the Great Ming jianghu, or even the Nine Provinces jianghu.

Ximen Chuixue could indeed be considered a decent swordsman.

But he was only just a decent swordsman, nothing more.

He wasn't worth drawing Ximen Wudi's attention.

His gaze, from beginning to end, was only on the Nine Provinces!

And Ximen Chuixue was strong, to be sure.

But compared to the various Dragon Heads, the Twelve Halls, and the Three Hundred Sixty-Five Altars of the Qinglong Society.

There was still a considerable gap!

"Huu~~"

"In that case, I can rest easy."

Hearing these words.

A smile appeared on Lu Xiaofeng's face.

But in an instant, he teasingly said with some interest.

"But... how can you be so sure that that ice block isn't your opponent?"

"Don't forget, although your Flying Immortal Beyond the Heavens is strong, his Blowing Snow Sword Art isn't weak either!"

Seeing him return to his curious-baby nature again.

Ye Gucheng rolled his eyes speechlessly and closed his mouth without answering.

Having joined the Qinglong Society for many years.

If he didn't even have this much certainty.

Let alone becoming the Great Dragon Head.

Even he himself couldn't forgive himself!

After all.

The terror of the Qinglong Society.

Only those who truly come into contact with it will understand Its horror!!

And within it, all kinds of resources were available in abundance.

If even this couldn't widen the gap with Ximen Chuixue.

He felt he might as well shamefully slit his own throat.

Still fight a duel, my ass!!!

"Forget it then, I don't want to hear it anyway!"

Staring at him eagerly for a long time.

Seeing that he remained unmoved.

Lu Xiaofeng curled his lips.

Pretending to be uninterested, he got up and left.

A suspended heart.

Also, after receiving Ye Gucheng's promise, gradually settled down.

Seeing this.

Ye Gucheng shook his head with a rueful smile.

He did not call out to keep him.

At the same time.

Inside the imperial palace.

"How is it?"

"Have both Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue come?"

Zhu Houzhao asked softly.

Beneath that seemingly calm and composed expression,

a faint trace of cold intent showed through.

"They've already arrived."

"Besides them,"

"the Gedamen Sect of the Nine Provinces and the various great dynasties have all sent quite a few people in succession."

"I imagine tomorrow night is sure to be very lively."

Wei Jinzhong bowed with a beaming smile.

As he spoke,

a flash of icy killing intent swept through his eyes.

"Good that they've come."

"Have all the matters I instructed been arranged?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly.

Then, as if remembering something, he pressed on.

Although he had long since, with the help of the Night Emperor, gained complete control over the entire Great Ming,

it had to be said that

in order to purge the rebels,

the backbone forces of the Great Ming Dynasty on the surface

had still been reduced by quite a few as a result.

Moreover, tomorrow's scene was bound to draw together too many experts,

which was why he asked once more, unable to set his mind at ease.

"Your Majesty may rest assured."

"The Liushan Sect, the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and the Eastern and Western Depots have all been fully arranged."

"In fact, my lord Zhuge Shenhou, just to be careful, even invited his own Master out!"

Wei Jinzhong smiled faintly, explaining carefully.

"Oh? Zhuge Shenhou's Master?"

"What realm is he in?"

Zhu Houzhao's expression stirred.

A flicker of curiosity flashed through his eyes.