Top Master

There was a story about the Fire Cloud State: there was once a man who loved wearing leather clothes and eating exquisite food.    

    

He planned to sew an expensive tiger skin boots, so he ran to the tiger to discuss with it: "Give me a few pieces of your fur!" When the tiger heard this, it was furious. It was fortunate that he ran fast, or else he would have been bitten to death by the tiger.    

    

Later, it wanted to eat fat lamb again, so it ran to the sheep and said, "Please help me. Cut off two pounds of your meat. I want to eat..." Before he could finish, the sheep was so scared that it cried out and informed each other. They went into the woods and hid together.    

    

Just like that, That man did not sew a pair of tiger leather boots in ten years. He did not eat a meal of mutton in five years.    

    

Zhao Quan felt that if he was compared to that person, then Shaohuang was obviously a tiger and a sheep. Tiger and sheep were rushing to offer their fur and meat? He had only heard of asking a tiger for its fur, but he had never heard of a tiger giving its fur and meat to a sheep.    

    

Putting aside whether there was a trick in this, just the fact that Shaohuang was Lee Yu's master... He had killed Lee Yu, but he could completely ignore this matter just because he had an opportunity. He could even let go of the fact that he had injured him. Zhao Quan would never make a deal with him. People like Shaohuang knew how to endure patiently. Zhao Quan did not want to hide a knife with a tiger.    

    

He could clearly feel the hidden killing intent in Shaohuang's eyes, but it had never decreased.    

    

"Nothing much?" A wave of panic rose in Shaohuang's heart, "What do you mean? Do you think that the conditions given by the Sect Chief are not good enough?"    

    

"Not interested."    

    

After saying that, Zhao Quan walked out of the house. When he passed by Shaohuang, he didn't even take a glance at him. He just walked into the distance. If he had time to waste with Shaohuang, he might as well use it to sharpen his foundation.    

    

Shaohuang was furious. His eyes bulged as if they were about to burst out. "Little bastard, what do you mean?!"    

    

Shaohuang felt extremely resentful in his heart as he looked at Zhao Quan's figure that was moving further and further away. "I am a Zhen Palace Prison practitioner, and I am also the Deputy Sect Master of Haoyang Sect. I lowered my status to talk business with you, but you only said three sentences. " If you have something to say, say it. If you don't have anything to say, then leave. If you don't have anything to say, then leave. If you are not interested, then where will you put my dignity as the Deputy Sect Master?! "    

    

"So what if I make a deal with you? I'm still at a disadvantage when it comes to mutual benefits. What if you promise to go back on your word in the future?!"    

    

The more Shaohuang thought about it, the angrier he got. Zhao Quan didn't even give him the chance to make him suffer. He didn't even bother to cheat him!    

    

He clenched his fists tightly. His joints cracked, and the hair on his head fluttered even though there was no wind. Shaohuang had never felt so angry in his life. That was why he hated Zhao Quan. He hated Zhao Quan for not knowing what was good for him. He hated Yao Baixi for protecting Zhao Quan. He hated himself. If his talent was good enough, why would he look at others' faces?    

    

"Don't let me seize the opportunity. Otherwise, I will kill all of you!"    

    

Shaohuang angrily flung his sleeves and walked towards his residence with a face full of hatred.    

    

Haoyang Sect, front yard.    

    

Zhao Quan met Yao Baixi as soon as he walked to the front yard. It looked like Yao Baixi was waiting for him.    

    

"Going to the gray cave to train?"    

    

Yao Baixi asked casually. Zhao Quan nodded, then the two of them walked out of the Haoyang Sect side by side. They chatted as they walked. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yao Baixi finally got to the main topic.    

    

"Actually, to be honest, I don't really like Shaohuang. He is a man of great power and benefits. He loves vanity and is afraid of death. His cultivation talent is even worse. " But it can't be helped. For a sect, alchemists are very useful. "    

    

"It's just like Foundation Elixir. If he didn't refine it, how many disciples in the sect would be able to become prison practitioners now? " If the number of prison practitioners is small, how can we strengthen our Haoyang Sect? "    

    

" Now that you have joined the Haoyang Sect, I don't mind tearing off the last piece of cloth. To tell you the truth, not to mention in the Prison Realm, even in the Fire Cloud State, there are as many prison practitioners as there are as many hairs on a cow in our Haoyang Sect."    

    

"In the entire Prison Realm, the strength of the Prison Cultivator sects can be divided into A, B, C, and D levels. Can you guess what level of power my Haoyang Sect is? " If you don't enter the level, you won't even have the qualifications to enter the level. Who knows what the Haoyang Sect is?! "