"Idiot."
Mo Tianxiao cursed after finishing off Gu Bufan.
He originally thought that since the other party could lurk in the Demonic Sect for so many years without revealing any flaws, he must be a meticulous and somewhat capable, ruthless character.
He didn't expect him to just be a stupid pervert with psychological issues.
If the guy had just taken advantage of his inattention to launch a sneak attack, he would have thought highly of him.
But instead, he pulled this stunt, actively exposing his identity and allowing his enemy to prepare. Wasn't that just a bit too overconfident?
Did he think of him as some insignificant fry?
"Good thing I'm kind-hearted and giving you a chance to turn over a new leaf."
He was a bit stupid, but after being properly tempered in the Human Emperor Banner, he might not necessarily fail to become a fierce general in the future. At any rate, he was a person with red destiny; even within the Human Emperor Banner, he would be among the outstanding ones.
[Slain a fellow junior brother and refined his soul into the Human Emperor Banner. Conforms to villainous behavior. Villain Points +1327!]
[Slain a cultivator with red destiny. Destiny successfully plundered. Destiny Points +1000!]
"Another thousand Destiny Points. System, how many Destiny Points does it take to draw a prize?"
If he remembered correctly, these Destiny Points were used for the lottery.
[Consuming 10,000 Destiny Points allows for a Normal Draw, and consuming 100,000 Destiny Points allows for an Epic Draw. Rewards come from the myriad heavens and realms. System products are guaranteed to be of the highest quality!]
"Hiss..."
"Ten thousand Destiny Points just for one normal draw?"
Mo Tianxiao was somewhat surprised. Was it that expensive?
According to his calculations, the purple destiny cultivators he killed previously yielded three hundred Destiny Points, equating to one hundred Destiny Points per purple destiny possessor.
And killing a red destiny possessor yielded one thousand Destiny Points.
By this calculation, even if he managed to kill a Son of Destiny, he would only get ten thousand Destiny Points, which was just one normal draw.
To do an Epic Draw, he would have to kill ten Sons of Destiny, or a hundred red destiny possessors.
Of course, if he could take down a purple-gold destiny possessor, one would be worth a hundred thousand Destiny Points. But he had only ever encountered one person with that level of destiny so far, and it was his own master.
"A long and arduous road ahead."
Sighing, Mo Tianxiao chose a new direction and moved forward. The most important thing right now was to meet up with his junior sister and help her secure the legacy of the Void Emperor.
Wandering around aimlessly in the maze-like map for a long time, he finally found the exit.
His field of vision suddenly opened up. A nine-story ancient tower ahead seemed to rise straight from the ground, catching Mo Tianxiao's eye.
The ancient tower exuded an archaic aura; one look was enough to tell it was anything but simple.
There were a few figures in front of the tower observing it, seemingly studying its purpose.
"Have this many people arrived already?"
Looking at the several figures ahead, Mo Tianxiao was a bit surprised. He scanned the area but did not see his junior sister.
"Benefactor Mo, you are late. Benefactor Nangong and Xiao Fan have already been chosen and have begun competing for the Great Emperor's legacy."
Seeing Mo Tianxiao appear, Wuxin walked up with a smile and explained.
"Benefactor Nangong is truly someone with Immortal Bone aptitude; she was chosen by the Great Emperor's legacy at first glance."
"Heh, if even Xiao Fan could be chosen, isn't it perfectly normal for my junior sister to be chosen?"
Mo Tianxiao responded with a smile.
He really hadn't expected that a guy like Xiao Fan could also be chosen. He clearly already had a Great Emperor's legacy on him; did this Void Emperor not notice?
Come to think of it, with the remnant soul of the Great Emperor hiding inside his body and not showing itself, the Void Emperor's divided soul might truly not be able to detect it.
Moreover, based on his observations, the cultivation technique Xiao Fan practiced should be a growth type, unlike his own Demonic Emperor Scripture, which was an Emperor-level technique from the very beginning.
"Who does Benefactor Mo think will obtain this Great Emperor's legacy, Xiao Fan or Benefactor Nangong?"
Wuxin maintained his smile and continued to ask Mo Tianxiao.
The other cultivators around were also guessing, while simultaneously feeling somewhat puzzled.
Nangong Wan was an Immortal Bone possessor, so it was normal for her to be chosen by the Great Emperor's legacy. But what the hell was this Xiao Fan? What right did he have to be chosen? Was it just pure luck?
"Naturally, it's Big Sister Nangong! Xiao Fan is nothing but a base person, how could he possibly obtain the Great Emperor's legacy."
Huang Xiaoyao took over the conversation, hands on her hips, her expression somewhat haughty.
"Oh? Does Benefactor Xiaoyao know Benefactor Nangong?"
Seeing Huang Xiaoyao step forward to speak up for Nangong Wan, Wuxin asked curiously.
Hearing this, Huang Xiaoyao quickly shook her head, "Of course I don't know her. I just can't stand Xiao Fan, that's all."
"I see. Then does Benefactor Xiaoyao know Benefactor Mo?"
Wuxin asked again.
As soon as these words came out, Su Muxue, who had been constantly observing Huang Xiaoyao, immediately focused her attention and secretly moved closer.
"Of course... I don't know him!"
Huang Xiaoyao immediately denied it and looked at Mo Tianxiao, her eyes holding a trace of confusion, "Big brother, we don't know each other, right?"
"We didn't know each other before, but we do now."
Mo Tianxiao looked at Huang Xiaoyao's little act and couldn't help but smile. This little girl still wanted to tease him?
"Great! Then I'll call you Big Brother Tianxiao from now on! We'll be good friends from now on, right?"
Huang Xiaoyao took a step forward and directly hugged Mo Tianxiao's arm, a trace of slyness at the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, the corner of Mo Tianxiao's mouth twitched slightly. Why was this little girl so clingy... Didn't he just take her along to do some robbing and put on a play? She couldn't even keep up the act for a little while.
"Miss!"
"Shut up!"
The other two demonic beasts from the Hundred Thousand Mountains saw this scene, their eyes full of shock. Since when did their young miss like making friends with humans?
And a disciple of the Netherworld Demonic Sect at that. This was not a good person; he was the one who hit Xiao Fan the hardest just now.
Just as they wanted to offer a word of advice, they were glared back by Huang Xiaoyao.
She had finally managed to come out for a trip and met a human who saved her, took her out to play, and taught her so many things. She was naturally willing to become good friends with him.
She had already made a pact with Big Brother Tianxiao that he must take her along whenever there were more fun things to do in the future.
"Benefactor Mo, are you sure you didn't know Benefactor Xiaoyao before?"
Wuxin looked at the two of them with a smile.
"Of course I didn't know her, but I have one merit: I'm quite likable."
Mo Tianxiao relied purely on having a thick skin. So what if he let you know the truth?
As long as they couldn't produce any evidence, he would deny it to the death.
"Big Brother Tianxiao, I'm not a person, I'm a demonic beast..."
Huang Xiaoyao quickly spoke up to remind him.
"Cough, cough, demonic beasts are the same!"
Mo Tianxiao flicked Huang Xiaoyao's forehead and glared at her.
This little brat was just trying to cause trouble for him. He would have to find an opportunity in the future to teach her what an actor's self-cultivation was, lest she blow their cover before things were even over.
"Daoist Li, I trust you have been well since we last met."
A voice suddenly came from the side. Mo Tianxiao turned his head to look, and a resentful gaze carrying a trace of anger was staring right at him.
Seeing Su Muxue's hand already resting on the hilt of her sword, Mo Tianxiao was first taken aback, and then with eyes carrying three parts doubt, three parts confusion, and three parts bewilderment, he asked:
"Is this fairy speaking to me? I am Mo Tianxiao of the Netherworld Demonic Sect. May I ask who this fairy is...?"
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