As his voice fell.
The air seemed to solidify into something tangible.
The color drained from Zhao Tianyang's wrinkled old face at a visible rate.
He stared blankly at Su Ji, his eyes first filled with extreme confusion, which was soon replaced by an indescribable sense of absurdity.
What... what did he just say?
How dare he?!
Didn't we make a Dao Heart Oath?
Aren't we in the same boat?
How could he sell him out at a time like this?!
Countless thoughts exploded in Zhao Tianyang's mind.
Wasn't it you...
Zhao Tianyang's finger trembled as he pointed at Su Ji. His lips moved for a long time, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
Su Ji knew what he wanted to say and directly interrupted him, What about me? Go explain it to your Patriarch.
That's right.
Collecting information on the mine slaves was completely useless to Su Ji.
Just as Zhao Tianyang himself had said.
The mine slaves here were all guys whose strength was less than ten percent of what it used to be. Even if they were all released, they would just be cannon fodder and couldn't create any chaos at all.
Sure enough.
Zhao Wuji's face instantly darkened.
Zhao Tianyang.
Zhao Wuji's voice was very light, devoid of any emotion.
But it was this flat voice that made Zhao Tianyang's body tremble violently.
Patriarch... I...
I... I am absolutely loyal to the Patriarch, with no second thoughts!
However, a hand rested lightly on his shoulder.
It was the Pavilion Master of Tingfeng.
At some unknown point, he had walked behind Zhao Tianyang.
Don't be in such a hurry.
The voice of the Pavilion Master of Tingfeng carried a hint of playful teasing.
Let him explain.
What I love watching the most is this kind of drama where a loyal dog bites back and brothers turn against each other.
His bright eyes scanned back and forth between Su Ji and Zhao Tianyang with great interest.
Zhao Tianyang wanted to explain, but he couldn't open his mouth.
The Dao Heart Oath...
He was finished.
Speaking meant death, and keeping quiet also meant death.
Su Ji ignored Zhao Tianyang, who had fallen into a deadlock, and simply continued his snitching on his own.
Patriarch Zhao, think about it.
I am just a newly arrived Golden Core cultivator, without power, influence, or backing. In this mining area, I am no different from an ant.
But that doesn't mean I was an ant in the lower realm.
I lack neither vision nor decision-making ability.
This Zhao Tianyang has just enslaved mine slaves every day, and it's rotted his brain.
I would have to be crazy to betray you and follow an old dog who can't even guarantee his own survival, just to plot some illusory future.
The inheritance of an Immortal Venerable is indeed very tempting to me.
But then again, can I kill Soul Formation cultivators or fight against True Immortals?
Even if this kind of thing luckily fell into my hands due to the uniqueness of my physique, once you let the news out, how could I possibly keep it?
To me, it would just be a hot potato.
At the end of the day, it's better used as a bargaining chip in exchange for a chance to live.
I have the confidence that, as long as I am given time, I, Su Hao, will be second to none.
Su Ji spoke these words with utmost sincerity and sound logic.
Zhao Wuji didn't speak, but his face grew increasingly gloomy.
This old thing had bad intentions from the very beginning!
Su Ji's voice continued.
He told me that this map is fake, that it's a dead end!
He also told me that he knows where the real inheritance is!
He wants to use me, and after getting the inheritance, he plans to fly far away!
He even made an agreement with me, a seventy-thirty split! He gets thirty, and I get seventy!
Old thing, am I right?!
Right!
You are so damn right!
But the problem was, shouldn't these words be known only to you, me, heaven, and earth?
How could you spill it all out?!
Zhao Tianyang, what do you have to say for yourself?
Su Ji continued to press, He has nothing to say, act quickly!
A chilling killing intent spread out without any concealment.
Zhao Wuji believed it.
Or rather, he was more willing to believe Su Ji.
Because Su Ji's words were completely logically sound.
But for a dog he had raised for hundreds of years, he was still willing to give a chance to explain.
Zhao Tianyang felt as if he were being roasted over a fire; every minute and every second was torment.
He had actually been set up by this kid, Su Hao!
Zhao Tianyang's brain worked frantically, and those originally cloudy eyes actually burst with a terrifying gleam amidst extreme despair.
Got it!
He suddenly raised his head, and a bizarre, miserable smile appeared on his ashen old face.
He looked at Zhao Wuji, his voice hoarse.
Patriarch, I have nothing to say.
Not only did he not defend himself, but he also seemed to be urging Zhao Wuji to strike.
Before I set out, I made a Dao Heart Oath with Su Hao.
Zhao Tianyang's voice was incredibly clear with every word.
On this trip, I must not harm him.
Therefore, Patriarch, act quickly.
He slowly closed his eyes and stiffened his neck, looking like someone waiting to be executed.
The words faded.
Zhao Wuji's already raised hand paused in mid-air.
He was not a fool.
He instantly understood the deeply hidden subtext in Zhao Tianyang's words.
It wasn't that he didn't want to explain.
It was that he couldn't explain.
Zhao Tianyang used an extremely clever method to convey a crucial piece of information to him—there was a Dao Heart Oath between him and Su Hao.
Therefore, even if Su Hao spoke utter nonsense, he couldn't refute it.
Now, the situation had become complicated.
If what Zhao Tianyang said was true, then Su Hao's seemingly genuine whistleblowing just now was actually a plot to borrow a knife to kill someone.
This Golden Core stage kid was lying to his face, right in front of him and a True Immortal!
And he had succeeded!
He not only deceived him, but he even wanted to use his hand to get rid of Zhao Tianyang!
What deep scheming!
Interesting, truly interesting.
The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng clapped his hands and chuckled lightly. Watching the plot take such a sudden turn, the smile on his face grew even thicker.
Zhao Wuji didn't speak, but his face was terrifyingly gloomy.
He looked at Su Ji, then at Zhao Tianyang, who had his eyes closed waiting for death, his mind in total chaos.
Who should he believe?
From a perspective of profit, Su Ji's words were flawless.
Zhao Tianyang's expression of proving his innocence with death was equally impeccable.
Zhao Wuji felt a massive headache coming on.
He forcefully suppressed his irritation.
The more situations like this arose, the less he could afford to panic.
He couldn't kill Zhao Tianyang, at least not right now.
And he definitely couldn't touch Su Ji.
This key was the only means to open the Immortal Venerable's tomb.
Since that was the case...
A flash of resolve passed through Zhao Wuji's eyes.
Practice was the sole criterion for testing truth.
Whether it was the truth or a lie, one test would reveal all.
Pavilion Master.
Zhao Wuji turned around and bowed slightly to the Pavilion Master of Tingfeng, who was still watching the show.
This matter still needs to be confirmed.
In Su Hao's words just now, he mentioned that Zhao Tianyang was secretly collecting information on the mine slaves and even had a newcomer named Qin Feng monitor him.
Whether this is true or false, I will go and return shortly.
It won't take much time.
The Pavilion Master of Tingfeng raised his eyebrows, an expression of suit yourself on his face.
In the meantime.
Zhao Wuji shifted his gaze back to Su Ji and Zhao Tianyang, his profound eyes filled with an undisguised warning.
"I must ask the Pavilion Master to take the trouble of keeping a close eye on these two."
"Lest they... entertain any other ulterior motives."
Su Ji's expression remained perfectly composed.
Zhao Tianyang, however, could hardly contain his impatience. "I have nothing more to say! Patriarch, please make your move quickly!"
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m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
