129: C129 How Despicable

C129 How Despicable

The sun sets in the west, golden light sprinkles down to the earth.

After queuing for a few hours, it was finally Zhao Xin's turn.

"Name, sect."

The recording staff did not even look up as they were busy recording.

"Long Yunxin, Mount Hua Immortal Sect."

"Mount Hua Immortal Sect?" The record holder raised his head and looked at Zhao Xin in surprise. He said in a deep voice, "Mount Hua Immortal Sect is not qualified to participate in the evaluation."

"Haha, he actually chose the Mount Hua Immortal Sect. I wonder if he has a brain."

"I think he was most likely fooled by the people of Hua Shan."

"Such an idiot. Have you never heard of the things that happened in Hua Shan?"

The few people behind Zhao Xin laughed wantonly.

They were playing tricks on him!

Absolutely a joke.

Zhao Xin suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "That rule says that Hua Shan is not qualified to participate in the evaluation?"

The corner of the record disciple's eyes slightly twitched as he angrily shouted, "If I say that I am not qualified, then I am not qualified. Quickly get lost and don't hinder the people behind you."

He was a disciple of Northern Immortal Sect. Elder Wu Han had suffered a loss at the hands of this man, and Elder Zhang Qichao had died an innocent death. It would be a miracle if he could make Zhao Xin register.

"Say it again!"

Each word was like a needle piercing into the record holder's mind.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Xin's scarlet eyes. He could feel the intense killing intent, which made him freeze and hold his breath.

He stammered, "What do you want to do? This is the territory of Imperial Sword City."

Crack! Crack!

Zhao Xin moved his fingers and made a sound like beans being fried.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light and a ferocious smile appeared on his face. "I don't want to do anything, I just want to kill you!"

He had sworn in the past that anyone who insulted him would be humiliated, and those who insulted him would be killed!

This man had obviously crossed his bottom line. Not to mention the territory of Imperial Sword City, even if you were the City Lord of Imperial Sword City, I would still kill you today.

His right hand shot out like lightning and grabbed the neck of the disciple who recorded the incident.

"No, no, no!"

Bang!

Before the horrified scream of the recording disciple could fade away, a muffled sound rang out. His head exploded with a bang, and bright red flowers mixed with white brain matter sprayed all over the ground.

"Good, you killed the staff member in the assembly area without permission. Are you ignoring the existence of the Eight Great Immortal Sects and Imperial Sword City?"

"Someone, kill him for me!"

Wu Han had already noticed all of this. When he saw the dead disciple waving his hand, a group of Northern Immortal Sect disciples immediately surrounded him.

Looking at Zhao Xin who was still standing in the same spot, Wu Han laughed in his heart. He had finally found a chance to take revenge.

Zhao Xin looked at the Northern Immortal Sect disciples who were attacking him. Just as he was about to kill them and earn some Heaven Defying Value, a loud shout stopped everyone.

"Stop right now!"

Wu Han and Zhao Xin looked towards the source of the sound. The person who shouted was Ouyang Yi!

Ouyang Yi walked down from the city wall step by step and shouted, "I saw the disciple who recorded the disciple's actions just now. He is a disgrace to the Imperial Sword City. He deserves to be killed!"

As soon as his voice faded, Wu Han's facial expression changed drastically. Why?

Why did the people of Imperial Sword City want to speak up for Zhao Xin?

Could it be that this young man had some kind of identity that even the Imperial Sword City feared?

For a moment, Wu Han's mind was in a mess.

Ouyang Yi waved his hand and arranged a new record disciple.

Ouyang Yi looked at Zhao Xin and his lips moved slightly, as if he was saying that this was a way to repay his kindness of not killing him. A life to a life to a life. From now on, they would not owe each other anything.

Zhao Xin naturally understood what Ouyang Yi meant. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly.

The newly arranged recording disciple filled in the information for Zhao Xin and handed him a token with the number 578 engraved on it, which meant that he would start counting the points for the number 578.

After returning to Xu Qichen's side, Xu Qichen hastily went forward and asked if he was injured.

Just now, when he saw Wu Han and his men rushing towards Zhao Xin, he almost rushed over to fight with his life on the line.

When Zhao Xin heard this, he felt a warmth in his heart. This kind of concern had probably exceeded the care he had for his disciples. He was just like an old grandpa.

Ever since he transmigrated to Nebula Continent, he had never enjoyed the care and concern of his elders. Even in his previous life, there was only that old grandpa who had picked him up. He looked at Elder Xu as if he was looking at his grandfather, who had died from exhaustion from studying.

In his heart, the old scavenger was more like his own grandfather. In his heart, he had always regarded the old man as his closest kin.

However, when he entered university and took the notice home, he found that the old man had already left. He didn't even have the chance to show his filial piety.

When he thought of this, his eyes became slightly moist.

Xu Qichen noticed Zhao Xin's strange behavior and asked, "What happened to your eyes?"

"Nothing. I just went into the sand and rubbed it."

It was not until the stars lit up the night sky that the disciple who had signed up for the competition left.

It was already late today, so they could only wait until tomorrow morning to start evaluating.

Alsace, who had been secretly protecting Xu Qichen at the relay station set up by the Mount Hua Immortal Sect, left him to do something.

As for Dalei, the Changqing Sect could barely be considered a third-rate small sect. It didn't matter whether he participated in the trial or not, but it would be risky for him to participate. He returned early, and Alsace also returned to Zhao Xin's side.

An hour later, the news of Wu Han being assassinated spread from the station of the Northern Immortal Sect.

A subtle sound came from the window. Zhao Xin, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and studying the cultivation technique, opened his eyes and said, "He's back?"

A person appeared in the dark room.

"Young Lord, we're done. We won't find Hua Shan."1

Zhao Xin nodded and went silent in the system.

The Northern Immortal Sect relay station was brightly lit.

A young disciple looked at the messy clothes on the bed and the traces of rouge and powder all over his body. This dead man was Wu Han, and beside him was a man who was not wearing any clothes to cover his body. With a terrified expression, he laid on the bed with his legs wide open. Obviously, he was no longer breathing.

"Damn it, what exactly is in Wu Han's brain? Is it paste? He still wants to have fun at a time like this, he deserves to die in a woman's stomach. " The young man cursed.

Very quickly, Wu Han and Zhang Qichao's corpses were burned away. It was impossible to bring them back, so he could only bring the ashes back to report.

The night was as quiet as water.

The early morning of Barbarian City was especially lively because today was the highlight. Everyone was looking forward to who would be the one to spend the Chi Devil Bow.

"Have you heard? Last night, the number one new disciple of Sun Moon Star Pavilion, Zhen Haojian, paid a large sum of money to collect a lot of natural treasures from his disciples."

"En, I know that I didn't have the chance to sell them to him at a high price, and I even got a favor from him. Why not?"

"It seems like the one who got the weapon this time is most likely Zhen Haojian."

"If I have the chance to get close to him, I will build a good relationship with him. It will be beneficial and harmless."

"I heard that a dark horse appeared in Mount Hua. He killed a record disciple in front of everyone, and there were people from Imperial Sword City who helped him get out of this predicament. His background is not shallow."

"Tsk, that fool. I have already checked his background. He is just a reckless man who only has a little bit of strength and no brain. He just let that disciple of the Imperial Sword City go. That disciple of the Imperial Sword City wants to return the favor."

On the way to the West District, many cultivator were whispering to each other.

This was the first time Zhao Xin and Xu Qichen could travel to the west city.

When the two of them arrived at the gathering place at the West District's entrance, there was a sea of people. There were even layers of wooden seats set up in the audience seats. It was not just the registered disciples. Almost the entire Barbarian City's cultivator had come to watch the evaluation.

After all, it was the eight ancient ominous weapons as a gimmick. All of them wanted to see which genius of sect would obtain the ominous weapon.

When Zhao Xin arrived at the city gate and saw the sea of people, a system notification rang in his mind.

Tin-Host had triggered an A grade mission and won the first place in the evaluation.

Mission reward: 700,000 experience, 300,000 Spiritual Energy, 500,000 gold, 1 Heaven Defying Value and 3,000 mission points. B grade defensive gem. The rest of the items were still to be determined.

Mission Failure Punishment: Deducting Host Level 3.

Do you accept?

"A mission has been triggered?"

Zhao Xin thought to himself. With a thought, he decisively chose to accept the mission.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for accepting the mission.

Mission begin!

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