Chapter 363

The Nine Provinces Continent was far more complex than he had realized—several times, dozens of times, even hundreds of times over.

But regarding the Water God Old Ancestor and Water God Island—

How did the Dragon Head come to know of them?

Could it be that, besides the Qinglong Society,

the Dragon Head also had a vast intelligence network in his hands?

And that this network was not only within the Nine Provinces,

but also extended to the seas beyond them?

The moment this possibility crossed his mind,

Zhang Sanfeng's whole body gave an involuntary shudder.

The respect he felt for the Dragon Head instantly deepened considerably.

212-The Water God Old Ancestor, his mind shaken to its core, submits! (Subscribe!)

"Join the Qinglong Society?"

"Daoist friend, you must be joking."

The Water God Old Ancestor raised an eyebrow.

Not the slightest ripple could be read on his face.

That flat, unreadable tone,

made it all the harder to fathom what was going on inside him.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Could it be that Daoist friend looks down on my Qinglong Society?"

Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback at the words.

He reflexively asked back,

and as he looked at him,

a thread of puzzlement crept into his gaze.

Clearly, he hadn't a clue what the other was thinking.

"Daoist friend has misunderstood."

"The might of the Qinglong Society—"

"even I, here in the middle of the great sea, have heard of it like thunder in my ears."

"How could I possibly look down on it?!"

"It's just that there's something I don't quite understand."

"How did Daoist friend come to know of me?"

"And why would you wish to recruit me?"

"Given the power of the Qinglong Society, one more like me surely wouldn't make much difference, would it?"

The Water God Old Ancestor waved a hand,

and with a smile offered an explanation.

As he went on,

not only did his tone grow serious,

but even his gaze took on a layer of deep meaning.

"This matter, this old Daoist is in the dark about as well."

"Coming here this time is entirely on the Dragon Head's orders; this old Daoist is nothing more than a go-between."

"However, one thing can be certain—"

"Daoist friend should give this matter proper consideration."

"Because, to this day, no one has ever dared to refuse an invitation from my Qinglong Society!"

"Even those as strong as Shattered Realm cultivators bow their heads before the Dragon Head."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head

and answered honestly.

Only when it came to the last two sentences,

the warning in them needed no explanation.

Even though he knew full well that the other's strength was not only no less than his own,

but possibly even greater,

he still showed not the slightest scruple.

Because—

the dignity of the Qinglong Society must not be allowed to fall!!

"Are you threatening me?"

At these words, the Water God Old Ancestor

narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing through his pupils.

The terrifying aura of an unrivaled Mythical Realm cultivator erupted with a roar.

It surged toward him like an avalanche.

In an instant,

the atmosphere in the field turned taut as a drawn bowstring.

Even the temperature around them—

It also dropped to freezing point in an instant.

It was foreseeable.

If Zhang Sanfeng gave a poor answer.

What awaited him would surely be the thunderous rage of the Water God Ancestor!!

However.

Facing the chilling, menacing cold that surged toward him.

Zhang Sanfeng remained utterly unmoved.

He slowly lifted the wine cup from the table and took a calm, composed sip.

He smiled with a placid expression.

"This is not a threat, but a friendly warning."

"Of course, you may interpret it as a threat."

"In short, the old Taoist has come at the Great Dragon Chief's command to Dengmen."

"Do you think a few mere words can drive me away?"

"Even if you use your overwhelming strength to drive me away."

"Would you not fear that the Qinglong Society will send others to come again?"

His voice was not loud.

But the arrogance and certainty in every word.

Sounded exceptionally clear in the silent room.

Upon hearing these words.

The Water God Ancestor's face darkened instantly.

His already simmering aura surged even higher.

He was about to erupt.

Yet he noticed Zhang Sanfeng's faint, enigmatic smile.

His spirit subtly tightened.

He suddenly felt a strange unease.

He fell silent for two breaths.

He forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart.

He sneered coldly.

"What if I refuse?"