Martial Alchemy Sovereign

Su Ling took the pill and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, he felt a warm feeling and his face became a bit redder.    

    

He smiled and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Elder Hee. I will go after a few days when my injuries are better."    

    

"Yes."    

    

Liu Tie nodded and smiled helplessly. He really couldn't understand why Su Ling would agree to a duel with Du Xiang.    

    

Others were not allowed to interfere. At that time, as long as Su Ling stood on the Fighting Stage, there would only be one person left alive between Du Xiang and him.    

    

"Take care."    

    

Elder Hee walked up and patted Su Ling's shoulder. After which, he left. The Great Elder and the others also left one after another.    

    

After the few elders left, Su Ling burst out laughing. Wang Huan, who was standing beside Su Ling, was at a loss and asked in surprise, "You can still laugh?"    

    

Luo Wushuang's expression was incredibly serious. At this moment, she couldn't even smile. She directly said, "Tell me, what exactly do you think?"    

    

"He must die!"    

    

Su Ling's gaze turned cold, he stared at Luo Wushuang sternly and said: "Since he voluntarily suppressed his cultivation level to Martial Essence Stage, to fight with me in a life and death battle, then this is an excellent opportunity, I can kill him."    

    

"…"    

    

Hearing this, Luo Wushuang, Bai Qing, Wang Huan and the rest were all silent.    

    

Noticing that Luo Wushuang and the rest were silent, Su Ling asked curiously, "What's wrong?"    

    

"Are you that confident that you can kill him?"    

    

Luo Wushuang asked.    

    

"Su Ling, you must understand, Du Xiang is an outer court elder of the Sword King Pavilion, a dignified expert of the Heavenly Martial Stage. Even if he were to suppress his cultivation, his battle experience is still present, and he still has a Treasure Weapon of the Sky-Rank. Are you sure you can kill him?"    

    

Elder Bai Qing said directly.    

    

"Sky-Rank Treasure Weapon?"    

    

Su Ling was stunned. He stared blankly at Elder Bai Qing, then looked at Wang Huan and scolded, "Why didn't you pull me just now?"    

    

Wang Huan had a helpless look on his face as he said, "How confident are you?"    

    

Su Ling was silent for a moment, and then said: "If he doesn't have the Sky-Rank Treasure Weapon, there's a hundred percent certainty! But, if he has a Sky-Rank Treasure Weapon, then I am only at most fifty percent confident. "    

    

Luo Wushuang and Bai Qing couldn't help but look at each other. The two of them could not understand why Su Ling was so confident!    

    

"Su Ling, do you have some kind of trump card that you haven't used yet?"    

    

Luo Wushuang asked curiously.    

    

"Secret, this is a secret. You will know about it on that day."    

    

Su Ling smiled and pretended to be mysterious.    

    

Then, Su Ling looked at Wang Huan and said, "Brother Wang, I'll sleep with you tonight."    

    

"Alright!"    

    

Then, he went forward and carried Su Ling on his back, as he prepared to leave the Sword Pagoda realm.    

    

"Su Ling, after all, I am Sword King Pavilion's Pavilion Master. Since you have already agreed to a life and death battle with Du Xiang, then I cannot interfere. However, before you fight Du Xiang to the death, you have to come see me. I have something to give you! "    

    

Luo Wushuang said.    

    

"Yes, Master."    

    

After that, he let Wang Huan carry him on his back.    

    

After Su Ling and Wang Huan left, Luo Wushuang said to Elder Bai Qing, "Bai Qing, do you think Su Ling can really win?"    

    

"Not likely."    

    

Elder Bai Qing's expression was serious, and said directly: "Unless Su Ling truly has some trump card, and one that can defeat a Heavenly Martial Stage Ranker, Su Ling will definitely lose this battle."    

    

Luo Wushuang was silent when she heard what Elder Bai Qing said. Soon after, helplessness flashed across her eyes. She could not interfere in this matter.    

    

After all, no matter what, Du Xiang was an outer court elder of the Sword King Pavilion. Although Su Ling was her disciple, she could not openly target Du Xiang.    

    

"..."    

    

Wang Huan carried Su Ling on his back and walked in the Sword King Pavilion. Not long after, the two of them arrived at Wang Huan's residence. Because Wang Huan was not liked in Sword King Pavilion and no one wanted to take him as a disciple, he lived alone in an extremely remote place.    

    

This was a relatively large but dilapidated pavilion with two beds in the attic. Wang Huan placed Su Ling on the bed and said, "You can heal your injuries first."    

    

Su Ling sat on the bed as the eyes looked around. This place was indeed broken, but considering that Wang Huan was the descendant of a traitor, it was already good that he had a place to stay. As for Su Ling, since he was willing to be Wang Huan's friend, he had to share the hardships with Wang Huan.    

    

Wang Huan left the room and closed the door. Su Ling was seriously injured and needed to be treated, so Wang Huan did not dare to disturb him during this process.    

    

An hour later, Su Ling shouted, "Brother Wang, get me a basin of water!"    

    

Wang Huan was sitting outside the door. When he heard Su Ling call for a basin of water, he took the bucket to the mouth of the well to get water for Su Ling.    

    

However, just as Wang Huan left the room, a figure suddenly flashed into the room. That person was dressed in embroidered and flowery clothes, with a slender body, and a pair of sword-like eyebrows that were extremely spirited. He stared at Su Ling who was sitting on the bed and said with a smile, "I thought you would die on the way here. But unfortunately, that group of trash wasn't able to kill you. "    

    

Su Ling already knew about it from the moment the figure entered the room. He slowly opened his eyes and stared at the man in front of him. He chuckled, "The First Prince didn't come here just to tell me about this, right?"    

    

"Hur hur."    

    

He was holding a box in his hand, which was a gift he had his father-in-law prepare for him. At this moment, he put the box on the table, smiled at Su Ling and said, "You should not have come to the imperial capital, much less walked so close to that bastard."    

    

"I came to the imperial capital for the sake of cultivation. As for the bastard, hehe, he's my friend, not a bastard. At least in my eyes, he's not. "    

    

Su Ling retorted with a pale face.    

    

"What do you think you can do?"    

    

Li Yan said in a cold voice. His eyes were fierce as he walked quickly to Su Ling.    

    

"I'm not going to do anything. I'm just saying that he's not a bastard, he's my friend. "    

    

Su Ling smiled and emphasized again.    

    

"Wang Po was a traitor, he was the son of Wang Po, why can't we call him a bastard? As for you, since you dared to come to the capital, you should be mentally prepared to die. "    

    

The First Prince glared at Su Ling and said fiercely, "For example, I can kill you now. Do you believe me? "    

    

"I don't believe you."    

    

Su Ling shook his head with a serious expression.    

    

"Oh, really?"    

    

The First Prince laughed coldly and immediately made his move. After all, he was a Heavenly Martial Stage expert, and his move had locked onto Su Ling's neck.    

    

"Now, do you believe it?"    

    

The First Prince shouted coldly.    

    

"I don't believe you."    

    

Su Ling was choked by the First Prince, but he still shook his head.    

    

At this moment, the First Prince was pinching Su Ling's neck tightly. From the perspective of outsiders, if the First Prince really exerted a little force with his right hand, Su Ling's neck would probably be snapped off by the First Prince.    

    

But even so, Su Ling still couldn't believe that the First Prince would dare to kill him!