To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 92 Please let me go

What a joke.

If Huangfu Wuqin could come in person, his opponent would be difficult to deal with.

He didn't want to take a trip into this muddy water.

Huangfu Wuqin seemed to have known for a long time that Kong Jiao would refuse. After such a long period of contact, she had gained an understanding of this young man who deliberately kept a low presence in the outer sect.

He glanced at Kong Jiao without changing his expression.

The latter immediately sat upright, looking at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, and thought to himself: "Hold on, this is a beauty trap."

Huangfu Wuqin suddenly smiled, which made her already fairy-like little face look so beautiful, but the words that came out of her mouth shocked Kong Jiao.

"This is also what your leader means."

"What does the leader mean?" Kong Jiao's expression suddenly became solemn. If this matter involves the leader, then it must be related to the Ashen Parasol Sect.

In addition, Kong Jiao experienced the provocation from the three people of Quejinmen yesterday, so he had a guess.

"Should I be asked to deal with those three people from the Golden Tempering Sect?"

Huangfu Wuqin didn't know that Kong Jiao had already thought about it. He was still sitting on the stone bench, holding his chin with his little hand, and exhaled like a blue:

"Deacon Zhao Wei helped you apply to watch the snow soul. He also expressed his opinion. As long as you are willing to fight, you can watch the snow soul in "Snow Burial Record" for as long as you want."

In fact, when he heard the word "master", Kong Jiao had already made a decision in his heart.

The head of the family suppressed the matter of his Frost and Snow Essence for him.

And he secretly helped himself many times.

No matter what, he must carry out the leader's orders based on emotion and reason.

Especially after hearing that he could watch "The Soul Burial Record" Xue Po indefinitely, Kong Jiao's eyes were already brightened.

"Of course, you can also refuse. The sect will not make things difficult for you. Everything depends on your own wishes." At this point, Huangfu Wuqin's expression became solemn and he began to imitate Huangfuying's tone of voice vividly.

"Kong Jiao, I just wanted to let you know that Dao Sect needs you."

"Is this what the leader said?" This sentence made Kong Jiao shudder. According to the rumors about Huangfu Ying that Feng An learned from Feng An, their leader was quite capable.

Kong Jiao actually felt that it was reasonable to use coercion and inducement.

Suddenly singing such a song to himself and saying such disgusting words made him feel a little uneasy.

"Why do I feel like there's something wrong with me?"

After Huangfu Wuqin poured out everything Huangfu Ying had said to him in his mind, his dark eyes stared straight at Kong Jiao: "I've finished talking, are you going or not?"

"Is the opponent strong?" Kong Jiao asked tentatively, already starting to plan in his mind.

Although the temptation is great, it still depends on whether you can take it.

It would be fine if it was the three from the Tempered Golden Gate, but he was afraid that he might have guessed wrong.

"The only ones you've seen are the three tempered ones." Huangfu Wuqin's expression was meaningful this time, and what he said was completely consistent with Kong Jiao's guess.

"Just those three?" Kong Jiao was immediately happy. He thought he would be asked to fight the eighth or ninth realm of Wheel-Nurturing.

He does have some clues about the strength of the three people from the Tempering Golden Sect.

The strongest one was the young man wearing a jade hairpin. His aura was thick and long, which was a bit hard to see through.

The other two were a little behind. Although they could defeat Fang Jianxing, they were only two Wheel-Nurturing six realms.

After all, given their age, those three must be considered prodigy among their peers in the Tempering Gate.

But if it really comes to a fight, Kong Jiao is really not afraid, and even has a great chance of winning.

"Please let me go." Kong Jiao stood up resolutely and said righteously: "Kong Jiao is duty-bound to help the sect look good!"

"Ha!" Huangfu Wuqin was amused by Kong Jiao.

Little did she know that Kong Jiao had already fought against the three of Quejinmen.

On the other side, Shangguan Yuzhou was sitting in a study room of the Law Enforcement Hall.

In front of him was the legendary figure of the Ashen Parasol Sect, Tōsen.

"Are you willing?"

His language was as concise as ever, and his weathered eyes looked at the young man in front of him, waiting for his response.

"Obligated!" Shangguan Yuzhou bowed solemnly.

Then he thought of something else and continued: "Hall Master, I have a brother whose strength is not inferior to mine."

"Maybe we can let him join us in this competition with the Tempered Gold Sect."

In order to convince Dongxian, Shangguan Yuzhou even patted his chest and abdomen and promised: "If he loses, my disciple is willing to pay homage to him."

Shangguan Yuzhou works so hard, of course he has plans to get Kong Jiao into the eyes of Ashen Parasol Sect's senior management.

There are also aspects for the sake of Ashen Parasol Sect.

After all, the current Ashen Parasol Sect cannot find anyone more suitable than his Junior Brother Kong.

"Are you talking about Kong Jiao?" Dong Xian seemed to have expected it, and said calmly: "Don't worry, you, Junior Sister Huangfu, have already tried your best to protect him from the battle."

"In this competition, he will definitely be there."

"It couldn't be better." Shangguan Yuzhou suddenly smiled.

Shangguan Yuzhou said goodbye and left.

Only Dongxian was left in the study, and he said softly: "For Shangguan Yuzhou and Qin Qin to protect him so hard, he must be really capable."

The main peak of the inner gate is Qingcang Hall.

Huangfu Yinggao sat on the bench symbolizing the highest power of the Ashen Parasol Sect.

He handed the list in his hand to Shi Jinchi, who was standing aside, and said calmly: "Give this battle list to Miao Jiang. In three days, the winner will be decided on the martial arts battlefield."

Shi Jinchi nodded slightly, but subconsciously looked at the three names on the list.

They are Shangguan Yuzhou, Kong Jiao, and Fang Jianxing.

Shangguan Yuzhou, Shi Jinchi knows, is the number one genius of the younger generation, Sword Dao has an amazing talent and is worthy of a heavy responsibility.

Fang Jianxing is second only to Shangguan Yuzhou. He has also practiced the Fire-Eating Wheel-Nurturing Sutra to the fifth level of Wheel-Nurturing, and has a combat power that is not inferior to the sixth level of Wheel-Nurturing.

But Shi Jinchi heard that Fang Jianxing had lost to the people from Quejinmen in the competition a few days ago.

But among the short ones, Fang Jianxing can barely use it.

Just this Kong Jiao.

Looking at this name, Shi Jinchi frowned and recalled all the famous disciples in the outer sect in his head.

I couldn't find his name.

"This Kong Jiao?" Shi Jinchi looked at Huangfuying with his fat face, the doubts in his eyes obvious.

Huangfuying casually picked up the teacup on the coffee table next to him and took a sip. He didn't seem to want to explain too much: "You don't need to know who he is, just give it to him."

Speaking of which, who is Shi Jinchi most afraid of in the entire Ashen Parasol Sect?

It was not the unparalleled Dongxian, but Huangfuying in front of him.

Shi Jinchi entered the school just a few years later than Huangfu Ying when he was a boy, but he watched with his own eyes as this man climbed from being an outer disciple to the position of leader step by step.

The various methods involved are appalling.

Therefore, he did not dare to disobey any word of Huangfuying's order.

Seeing that Huangfuying had no intention of explaining, Shi Jinchi of course did not dare to say anything, so he had to respond: "Yes!"

"Also, tell Miao Jiang tactfully to restrain the disciples under the sect and don't wander around outside the sect. Although some of our outer sect disciples are getting older, their tempers have not diminished."

"If we don't protect him enough, he will destroy the three treasures of his Golden Tempering Gate one day."

When Huangfuying said this, he looked at the "Dongsang Chronicle" in his hand and his tone was very calm.

But hearing this made Shi Jinchi break into a cold sweat.

"In addition, I took out a small mirror-breaking pill from Caiyuantang and gave it to Fang Jianxing as a reward for this attack. Let him quickly break through to the sixth realm."

"I have been practicing for three years and I am only in the fifth level of Wheel-Nurturing. It's embarrassing to even make up the numbers."

When Shi Jinchi heard this, he didn't know whether the expression on his face was bitterness or laughter.

He really wanted to say that three years of Wheel-Nurturing the five realms was already quite an astonishing speed.

If Huangfuying's words were heard by the disciples from the outer sect, I don't know how heartbreaking they would be.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Shi Jinchi grasped the information revealed in Huangfu's English tone.

"The leader only gave Fang Jianxing the Little Broken Mirror Pill, but not Kong Jiao. What does that mean?"

"Could it be that this Kong Jiao has already reached the Sixth Level of Wheel-Nurturing!"

"Good guy, you've hidden it deep enough. If it hadn't been for the Golden Tempering Sect clamoring to come to your door this time, I wouldn't have known that the younger generation of our outer sect still had such a genius."

Thinking of this, Shi Jinchi's head buried even lower.

It must be Huangfuying's method that could hide it from his eyes and ears.

The leader's words were intended to reveal the information just given to him.

This is how it is with Huangfuying, walking on thin ice every day, always saying something, and if you guess wrong, you have to be scolded.

"I'll do it now." Thinking of this, Shi Jinchi bowed respectfully and slowly stepped back and left.

Huangfuying was left sitting on the bench, expressionlessly looking at this ancient book from who knows how many years ago.

He murmured softly: "The news about the hidden pile buried in the Golden Tempering Gate must have come back. These three genius disciples suddenly appeared, and there was no news in advance."

(End of chapter)