Chapter 667

He had thought the celestial being he relied on as his shield was so fearful of Ximen Wudi.

Then where, now, was his own path forward?

Watching Senior Dugu Jian, whom he once despised, flaunting his power before him, Xiong Ba felt a helplessness he could not voice.

"What? Haven't you awakened yet?"

Senior Dugu Jian also found it amusing; Xiong Ba appeared to have the bearing of a king, but he was ultimately a frog at the bottom of a well.

After visiting the Sword Realm, Senior Dugu Jian realized this world was but a single grain in the vast ocean.

As for the imperial ambitions of this world, or the pinnacle of martial cultivation—

In Senior Dugu Jian's eyes, what did they amount to?

That godlike, majestic Ximen Wudi—this was the path Senior Dugu Jian most longed to follow!

"Yes! I understand!"

Xiong Ba awoke from his daze, sighed deeply, and helplessly accepted his fate.

Fine! If I can't provoke the Qinglong Society, then I won't!

The world is vast; as long as the Qinglong Society doesn't unify it all, I still have a chance to carve out my own territory.

If I can carve out a territory and dominate it, then with the divine art from that celestial being, I too might catch up to those of the Qinglong Society.

As for catching up to Ximen Wudi—he dared not even entertain such a thought, nor would he ever.

Even the celestial being who passed down the divine art fears Ximen Wudi—what more needs to be said?

"Good! Take care of yourself!"

After warning Xiong Ba, Senior Dugu Jian simply reached out lightly and snatched the Da Xie Wang from Jue Xin's hand.

He then tossed it to Xiong Ba, fulfilling his agreement with that celestial being.

"Let's go! Mr. Wu, I'll take you to break the blood curse."

Only after completing all this did Senior Dugu Jian invite Wu Wudi.

"Good!"

Wu Wudi was ecstatic; he had only two goals.

The first was to shatter the void and explore a broader martial world.

The second was to break his family's fate and dispel the blood curse.

The method of slowly letting Jue Xin comprehend the Nine Demonic Strokes, then defeating him, seemed absurd to Wu Wudi.

The Nine Demonic Strokes were indeed powerful, but Jue Xin was simply a hopeless failure.

Even after giving him the Xuanwu True Art, he only grasped one of the Ten Strong Martial Arts, and his realm still remained stuck at the Heavenly Being Realm.

Wu Wudi's own cultivation far surpassed Jue Xin's level, for heaven's sake.

Could the Nine Demonic Strokes possibly match Wu Wudi?

Wu Wudi had long been doubtful, but he was bound by the abbot's words and had no other option.

Now, Ximen Wudi—who could intimidate that violent eye—was clearly far more worthy of Wu Wudi's trust.

Wu Wudi had once witnessed Ximen Wudi's celestial sword strike.

He knew he could never wield such a strike himself.

Someone capable of that strike had no reason to deceive him!

Thus, the method to break the blood curse was far more credible than the abbot's vague, mystical theories of fate.

Seeing how elated he was, Senior Dugu Jian did not linger; he immediately took Wu Wudi with him, riding a blade of light away.

With Senior Dugu Jian and Wu Wudi gone, Tianshan, drained of heavenly and earthly qi, gradually returned to stillness.

Xiong Ba's face was dark and brooding; he held the Da Xie Wang, lost in thought.

Jue Xin, watching Wu Wudi depart, was filled with terror and profound regret.

Expert!

Strong one!

Don't play games like this with people!

You kept telling me I had to master the Nine Demonic Strokes.

You gave me the Xuanwu True Art to cultivate my realm and martial intent, and directed me to the Song Dynasty's Free Cave to obtain the Soul-Seizing Hand.

I did everything you said—I followed your instructions, took the Soul-Seizing Hand, and came to Tianshan to drain others' lifetime cultivation and lifespan.

But now?

Great!

You just walk away, leaving me here alone…

My Da Xie Wang—you casually gave it to Xiong Ba!

Thinking of this, Jue Xin wanted to die.

Living was worse than being a chamber pot!

It hadn't even been used up before someone threw it away.

Worse, he had just refused Xiong Ba, which stirred his inner demon and nearly shattered his realm.

Now, thinking back, Jue Xin was filled with regret and terror.

After a long while, Xiong Ba finally came to his senses and casually fastened the Da Xie Wang to his waist.

"Let's go!"

Saying this, Xiong Ba prepared to leave Tianshan.

"Huh? Lord Xiong, are you speaking to me?"

Where Jue Xin had once been arrogant, he was now abjectly humble—speaking to Xiong Ba with formal honorifics.

After all, before his Wu Gong was stripped, Xiong Ba's strength far surpassed Jue Xin's.

Since receiving the divine art bestowed by the master of the Violent Eye, Xiong Ba's cultivation has ascended another level.

Just now, Jue Xin dared to be arrogant because he relied on Da Xiewang and Wu Wudi behind him.

Now Wu Wudi has been taken away by Senior Dugu Jian, and Da Xiewang hangs at Xiong Ba's waist.

Jue Xin can no longer refuse to submit.

"Could there be another person here?"

Xiong Ba glanced coldly at Jue Xin.

"Boy, I know you have great ambition.

But you know ambition must match ability.

My goals are vast, and now is precisely the time I need capable people.

If you are wise, Benzuozi Society will use you.

If not, then since you have used Da Xiewang, you should know its terror!"

Da Xiewang is not only born from the gathering of heaven and earth's yin and evil qi, it is the supreme weapon of the evil path.

More crucially, those killed by Da Xiewang have their souls sucked away, becoming its nourishment.

Unable to seek life, unable to seek death!

In recent days, Jue Xin has not killed many with Da Xiewang.

But he has indeed comprehended the First and Second Tribulations of the Evil King, and has glimpsed its horror.

Hearing he would not die, only need to submit to Xiong Ba's feet,

Jue Xin could not help but exhale in relief, saying repeatedly,

"Thank you, Lord Xiong, for your favor. From this day forward, Jue Xin follows only your lead.

If you order me to die, I will not seek to live."

This was merely a show of loyalty—if Xiong Ba truly wished to kill him, he would surely find a way to resist.

As he spoke, he remembered something else and added,

"But Lord, I originally pledged allegiance to You Dongying's Heavenly Locust Lian Chengzhi, managing the Temple of No God.

If Lian Chengzhi learns I have defected to you, he may bring you trouble."

In truth, he was not afraid of causing trouble for Xiong Ba—he feared what Lian Chengzhi would do to him.

That petty, vengeful You Dongying Heavenly Locust would send assassins to hunt him down.

You Dongying has fought Yunzhou for years, rising and falling repeatedly.