"Are you using power for personal gain?"
Yuan Qing looked at Hong Zhisha with a smile.
"I knew I couldnât hide it from Brother Yuan!"
He didnât deny it. He was the one who opened the passage, so he knew each path and the situation of the Yulan wood.
"But I did give them a chance, itâs not my fault they didnât cherish it."
Hong Zhishaâs face showed a mocking smile.
A bunch of old folks over the age of ten thousand still plotting against a child, how shameless.
"What if they had gone ahead?"
Yuan Qing asked curiously.
"Does Brother Yuan think they would listen?"
Hong Zhisha countered.
"True!"
Yuan Qing nodded, "These old guys, all full of schemes, just let it be their bad luck!"
As for Hong Zhishaâs actions, he said nothing.
After all, their relationship couldnât be comparable to the nine gates, and there was one more thing... Zhou handed the black jade to him, probably with this in mind.
It must be known that Zhou was very fond of Xiao Ming at the time.
Unfortunately, in the end... Ah!
He sighed softly in his heart.
"By the way, Brother Yuan, what does the master want with so much Yulan wood?"
Hong Zhisha asked.
Because every time the Nine Elements Secret Realm is opened, it weakens.
This island is the entrance to the secret realm.
Itâs been sealed by Zhou for years.
But this time, opening the secret realm for the sake of mere nine gates made him very puzzled.
"Itâs for the Yulan wood!"
Yuan Qing said lightly, "Isnât it just that the nine gates competition came about, let them be the laborers."
"Of course, there are also good opportunities inside, it depends on their own ability."
"Really?"
Hong Zhisha asked skeptically.
"You can ask the master yourself if you donât believe me?"
Yuan Qing teased with a laugh.
"No way!"
Hong Zhisha replied coldly, asking Zhou?
He would never do such a thing, he was just a bit curious.
"Alright, accompany your brother to drink, our brothers havenât drunk together in a long time."
He waved to a young man beside him.
He shot spiritual power towards the ground, and under its influence,
a stone table slowly took shape,
and then he created two stone stools using the same method.
Then he placed the prepared wine on the stone table.
After doing all this, he returned to his previous spot, standing quietly.
"Xiao Jiuâs strength has improved a lot, this control of spiritual power... Even those in Dao Realm six or seven canât achieve this level, right?"
Hong Zhisha didnât hold back his praise.
"Itâs just so-so!"
Yuan Qing said lightly, but his eyes were very satisfied because Xiao Jiu was his only disciple.
"Come, drink!"
He pulled Hong Zhisha to sit down and poured him a drink proactively.
"Come drink!"
Putting the cup before him.
"Thank you, Brother Yuan!"
Hong Zhisha wasnât shy, taking up the cup and drinking it down.
"Ahâ"
"Such strong wine!"
Hong Zhisha exclaimed, after one cup his insides felt like they were burning, and his face turned red instantly.
"After so many years, you can let go of that matter too."
"Your talent shouldnât be stuck at Dao Realm seven."
After taking a sip, Brother Yuan spoke.
With those words, Hong Zhisha fell silent.
A moment later, he picked up the wine pot and filled his cup again, taking another sip.
"Brother Yuan, thereâs nothing I can do!"
With a bitter smile, "The situation back then, Liu Daoxinâs palm, and Brother Xiao Mingâs blood, I really canât forget!"
After speaking, pain showed in his eyes.
If it werenât for Xiao Ming... he would have been turned into a mist of blood by Liu Daoxinâs palm then.
Over the years, he doesnât know how many Great Yuâs experts heâs killed, especially in the Dao Realm.
Itâs all for revenge, and a release too.
Originally, he thought the more he killed, the better he would feel, but it turns out now... The more he killed, the more bloodthirsty he became, even several times he nearly strayed into a demon.
"The person who untied the bell must be the one who tied it!"
"No use killing those people, even if you kill many, the key is to kill Liu Daoxin!"
Yuan Qing accurately pointed out the problem.
"I know!"
"But... heâs too strong!"
Hong Zhisha felt helpless, did he not want to kill him?
If mutual destruction could kill Liu Daoxin, he wouldnât hesitate for a moment.
But heâs simply no match, he really has no way.
"Then cultivate well, with your talent, itâs not impossible!"
Yuan Qingâs words made his hand stop mid-air.
Yes!
He is a genius too, otherwise, he wouldnât have cultivated to Dao Realm seven, but hatred has completely occupied him, and he hasnât progressed at all over the years.
How could he not know these things?
But knowing is one thing, doing is another.
"If you breakthrough to Dao Realm eight, Iâll go crazy with you once!"
Yuan Qing said slowly.
Suddenly, Hong Zhisha raised his head quickly, his pupils enlarging, but then he slowly lowered his head again.
"Too dangerous!"
In Hidden Kill, his closest ones were Xiao Ming and Yuan Qing.
Compared to Xiao Ming, Yuan Qing was more like a real brother who took care of him.
Thatâs why he didnât want him to be at risk because of this.
"Liu Daoxin is also at Dao Realm eight Late Stage, I am close too, thereâs still hope."
"You decide for yourself, if you can breakthrough, Iâll help you once, even if we canât kill him, weâll at least vent!"
Yuan Qing drank the wine in his cup down.
He didnât originally need to come for such minor matters like the nine gates battle.
The reason he came here was to persuade Hong Zhisha.
Over the years, though in retreat, heâs been paying attention to him constantly.
As his dear brother, seeing him always down, consumed by revenge, calling him a walking dead wouldnât be too much.
Heartache!
He couldnât bear it.
Just as heâs also close to Dao Realm eight Late Stage, he has a bit of confidence now.
So he planned all this.
"I....!"
Hong Zhisha looked at him, wanting to speak but unable to say anything.
"Alright, stop being sentimental, you decide on your own, this is your brotherâs promise, always valid!"
"But... you must breakthrough!"