Chapter 528: Tell Me Your Value
"Die!"
Jin Buhuan thrust the golden long sword at the center of the Nether Ancestor Puppet's brow.
With a roar, Jin Buhuan's pupils widened, his face was ferocious, and wrinkles on his old face collapsed.
The Nether Ancestor Puppet stood still, and everyone around him believed that the Nether Ancestor Puppet was doomed.
This was a full-strength attack from a fifth-grade Heavenly Venerable, and even a strong person of the same level could not resist it.
But under their gaze, the Nether Ancestor Puppet raised his right hand, and his palm was facing the golden long sword stabbed by Jin Buhuan.
"Is this guy stupid? He actually wants to use his palm to receive the attack of Tianzun Yuanbao?"
"Haha! I want to see if his hand is harder than Tianzun Yuanbao."
"Elder Jin, you are welcome. Take his hand and then take his life!"
Amid the shouts of the onlookers, the tip of the golden sword pierced the palm of the Nether Ancestor Puppet.
Everyone was looking forward to the scene of blood spurting, but the next second, everyone was stunned.
"Caught... caught?"
"How is it possible to use the palm to receive Tianzun Yuanbao?"
"Could this person's cultivation be far higher than Elder Jin?"
Different from the cheers of the last second.
At this moment, everyone's eyes widened, and the look in their eyes when looking at the Nether Ancestor Puppet became a little frightened.
Who would dare to provoke a monster that can catch the Heavenly Venerable Source Treasure with one hand?
"Is this your full strength?"
The cold voice of the Nether Ancestor Puppet sounded again.
Jin Buhuan was still immersed in a daze. Hearing this, he was awakened without any anger. A smile instantly appeared on his face: "Daoyou, you are joking. I just felt itchy just now and wanted to spar with him. How could I use my full strength?"
"Spar with him?"
The Nether Ancestor Puppet snorted lightly. The other party's explanation was a bit too weak.
Jin Buhuan was indeed a man with white hair. He didn't care about the ridicule of the Nether Ancestor Puppet at all. He still said with a smile: "Daoyou have a higher level of cultivation. With your strength, I'm afraid you are not from the Eighth Heaven, right?"
The Nether Ancestor Puppet didn't answer. Since Jin Buhuan, the first to come out, had admitted his mistake, the Nether Ancestor Puppet once again turned his attention to Mei Chu.
"Three!"
The death countdown continued. When this simple countdown came out of the Nether Ancestor Puppet's mouth, Mei Chu's face immediately became extremely ugly.
She knew that the Nether Ancestor Puppet was not joking, and the other party also had this strength.
"Senior, my Fire Ghost Clan is willing to serve, but the Fire Clan..."
Mei Chu made an embarrassed expression. That pitiful little look really made people feel a little distressed, but she was just testing the Nether Ancestor Puppet.
"Fire Clan? Ha! Within three days, I want all the forces under the Fire Clan to submit to me. If the Fire Clan really has the ability to stop it, let them do it."
After leaving these words, the Dark Ancestor Puppet turned around and left, but before leaving, Lin Heng's voice transmission rang in Mei Chu's mind.
Lin Heng and Mei Chu agreed to meet at a place, and she believed that this woman knew what to do.
As the Dark Ancestor Puppet left, a discussion in front of the Fire Ghost Clan's sect gate rang out again.
"Who do you think this person is?
How dare he challenge the Fire Clan?" "I think this person is not here to subdue the Fire Ghost Clan, but to provoke the Fire Clan."
"The only people in the Eighth Heaven who have the ability and the will to do this are probably the five ascenders, but this person has never appeared..."
"Heh! Five? You seem to have forgotten that there is another force that dared to fight the Fire Clan and caused the Fire Clan to suffer a great loss."
"Hiss! Zhan Tian Pavilion? Do they want to disregard the peace agreement between the eight royal families and the ascenders and start a war?"
...
At the end of the conversation, the ascenders and the eight royal families in the field were unconsciously divided into two groups.
In the process of having fun, they are of course like-minded people and can walk side by side.
But if we really talk about the principles of the eight royal families and the ascenders, this can never be changed.
Mei Chu also saw that something was wrong, and she had to keep an appointment with Lin Heng, so she immediately persuaded everyone to leave: "Everyone, my Fire Ghost Clan has important matters to attend to today, so please leave first." Mei Chu's
tone was quite unkind. After all, women are thinking, these stinky men have taken so many advantages of their female disciples, but at the critical moment, none of them are of any use. Is it necessary to be polite to such men?
Jin Buhuan and others also understood Mei Chu's anger, and did not add fuel to the fire at this time. They said goodbye helplessly one by one.
Even some male monks who had just arrived and had not had time to "discuss" with the Fire Ghost Clan could only return unwillingly.
After sending off this large group of monks, Mei Chu gave some instructions to her disciples and then left alone.
...
In the mountains where Lin Heng and Sun Yuan were staying temporarily.
On the top of a certain peak, the two were sitting cross-legged on the edge of a cliff.
A big tree was rooted nearby, and its dense branches and leaves just happened to block the sunlight, providing a shaded resting place for the two.
The two drank a little wine while talking about the scene they had just seen from the Xuanguang Mirror.
"I didn't expect that Jin Buhuan, at his age, is still a frequent visitor to the Fire Ghost Clan."
"Appearance doesn't mean much to a cultivator, but I never thought that a fifth-grade Tianzun from one of the eight royal families would do such a thing."
"The so-called eight royal families are just a group of beasts in human clothing who claim to be standing on a high ground. Just look at the Fire Clan's Heavenly Ghost Fire Spirit Formation. How is this unscrupulous behavior different from that of the evil sects?"
"The Fire Ghost Clan's Patriarch Mei Chu is here, and she's quite fast."
"What are you going to do with this woman?"
"Keep her if she's useful, kill her if she's useless."
...
Lin Heng didn't avoid the last word, and Mei Chu, who was hundreds of meters away, could naturally hear it clearly.
Mei Chu, who was flying, trembled and almost fell directly from the air.
In the blink of an eye, Mei Chu arrived at the mountain where Lin Heng and Sun Yuan were drinking.
"Mei Chu, the chief of the Fire Ghost Clan, greets the two seniors."
Mei Chu deliberately showed off her appearance while bowing. It must be said that she did have the capital to be proud of.
But Lin Heng and Sun Yuan did not even look at her, and they were even more disdainful of her little thoughts.
"Put away your little tricks. I don't have the slightest sympathy for women."
Lin Heng said coldly, and Mei Chu quickly stood up and pulled up the collar that was deliberately opened in front of her.
After Mei Chu finished her little trick, Lin Heng continued, "I am Lin Heng, the master of Zhantian Pavilion. I don't need to say anything else. Now I'll give you a chance to say something and let me know your value."
Mei Chu knew what would happen to a person without value without Lin Heng saying anything.
She also knew that the value of her body and its value to the soul were not taken seriously by Lin Heng.