In the following days, Xiang Sheng abided by the agreement with Sword Crazy and waited under the tree at the village entrance every day.
Mad Sword came sometimes early and sometimes late, but he came every day. He first listened silently to Xiang Sheng's description of the outside world, and then taught Xiang Sheng to comprehend the Four Extremes Forbidden.
According to Sword Crazy, the restriction is complex and strange. The Four Extremes Restriction is not the strongest among the branches, but it is the easiest to comprehend and understand.
Xiang Sheng also felt the same way. After a few days of contemplation, he was able to barely control the Four Extremes Ban and prevent it from getting out of control. However, he still had a long way to go before he could use it for the first time.
Even so, after Xiang Sheng informed him of the progress, Crazy Sword was still greatly surprised.
The Four Extremes Ban is indeed relatively simple, but it is a ban after all. The simplicity he mentioned is measured in years, not days.
I originally thought that it was rare for Xiang Sheng to be able to barely control the Four Extremes Ban before setting off. Now it seems... he greatly underestimated this woman's talent.
Crazy Sword pondered in his heart, but did not show any strange expression on the surface. He said with effort: "Practice hard and don't be lazy. You are still far behind the cultivators of ancient times."
Xiang Sheng respectfully agreed, "Disciple, I will accept your instruction."
Crazy Sword felt his face flush as he listened, and he coughed guiltily, "That's all for today, you can go back."
He bowed to Xiang Sheng again and turned to leave.
Mad Sword looked at it and sighed.
If such a good seedling can survive, my junior brother should be very happy, right?
Xiang Sheng was still working hard to practice the Four Extremes Prohibition, while Wang Tuo waited carefully for several days and finally waited for the clan council.
Early that morning, the elders from all the families in the village gathered together, took their seats, and all looked unhappy.
Wang Tuo sat at the end of the table. Seeing his grandfather come over and take the first seat, he immediately stood up and said loudly, "My elders, you have come here today, and I believe you already know what we are discussing. If you have any conditions, please feel free to raise them!"
After these words fell, the room fell silent for a moment, and then a shirtless butcher spoke first: "Tuo'er, people are treacherous. You don't know that little girl very well, so why are you so determined to save her?"
The other middle-aged woman had a cold expression on her face and said bluntly, "She is not from our tribe, and we will not lend the statue to anyone else!"
"She is my savior."
Wang Tuo said in a resounding voice, "Uncle Gang, Aunt Hua, you taught me to be grateful and repay kindness since I was a child. Xiang Sheng saved my life, so of course I have to save hers!"
"Is it really that simple?"
The old man with a sinister goatee chuckled, "Little fellow, you've already saved her life by bringing her back from the outside world. Now that we've settled our relationship, whether we save her or not, we won't be considered ungrateful. Or..."
The old man with a goatee smiled meaningfully, "Have you got any selfish thoughts, kid?"
Wang Tuo's face was tense. "That's absolutely not the case! Uncle Yang, if you keep joking around, I'll get angry."
The old man with the goatee laughed and stopped talking.
"Tuo'er, you are young and inexperienced, but you are full of enthusiasm. We can understand."
A woman with a plain and gentle appearance spoke softly, "But the right and wrong of the outside world are definitely not something you can easily discern. You said she was a genius, a gifted person with a superior character and a decisive mind. This may be true."
But recently I asked Yue'er to take care of her, but I found that she was indifferent and didn't even care about her own life or death. Even if you give so much, she won't appreciate it. What's the point of saving such a person?
Wang Tuo glared coldly, "Aunt Bai, I never ask for anything in return. I just want to have a clear conscience."
The gentle woman looked helpless. This boy was just stubborn. Once he made up his mind, there was probably no way to change his mind.
She turned her head and looked at the short, fat old man who was always cheerful. She couldn't help but feel helpless, "Village Chief, haven't you seen enough of the excitement?"
The old village chief seemed to have just woken up, and he sat up straight. "Then let me say a few words."
He glanced around the room, finally landing on Wang Tuo, and said with a smile, "You can give her the statue."
When these words were spoken, everyone in the room was shocked.
The butcher was furious and stood up immediately: "Village Chief, you can't use the backdoor just because Tuo'er is your grandson!"
The old village chief kept smiling, and without explaining, he just raised his hand to suppress it.
The butcher suddenly felt oppressed and could only sit down, holding his anger.
"Don't be impatient."
The gentle woman consoled him softly, "When have you ever seen the village chief favor anyone?"
The butcher's expression softened slightly upon hearing this, but he still muttered, "That's hard to say."
Without even looking at the butcher, the old village chief continued, "But there is one condition."
Wang Tuo had expected this and nodded without any surprise, "You go ahead."
The old village chief narrowed his eyes and slowly uttered three words: "Demon God Valley."
Wang Tuo's body trembled slightly, and he looked at the old village chief in disbelief: "You want me to enter the Demon God Valley?"
“No!”
Before the old village chief could say anything, the butcher was the first to get anxious, even forgetting to change his address. "Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable! Your Highness is the last remaining member of the royal family. How can you risk going to the Demon God Valley?"
The gentle woman and the others also turned pale. "Your Majesty, His Highness has finally grown up. There must be no mistakes!"
Without exception, everyone opposed it.
The old village chief listened with a smile on his face, but the smile disappeared from his eyes. His tone was unusually stern: "If you continue to protect us like this, are you trying to turn our future king into a useless person?"
The old man with a goatee looked gloomy, "But..."
"No need to say more!"
Wang Tuo clenched his fists, then released them. He looked at the old village chief, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled, revealing his white teeth. "I'm wondering why you've been so easy to talk to lately. So you've been waiting for me here. Okay! I'll go to the Demon God Valley. But this rubbish king thing? Whoever wants to be one can be one!"
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