As soon as Bai Wenyuan said this, everyone's little calculations started running through their minds.
A long list of names flashed through my mind.
They are all outstanding younger generations within the clan or family.
There was even a sect leader who thought about disbanding his sect after returning home and then personally becoming an outer disciple of the Star Moon Sect.
With an immortal presiding over the area, there is also a Heavenly Grade Sword Tomb.
Anyone who doesn't want to come is a fool.
However, I wonder what the Star Moon Sect's recruitment criteria are, and whether they are qualified?
This made them very uneasy.
"Sect Master Bai, what are the recruitment criteria?" someone below asked respectfully, bowing with his hands clasped.
"No rush." Bai Wenyuan waved his hand: "After the grand event, I will post the recruitment criteria in front of the mountain gate within three days. Everyone can take a look."
No sooner had Bai Wenyuan finished speaking than a furious shout came booming from the crowd before anyone could react.
"You mere Star Moon Sect dare to harm my son? You shall pay with your life!"
In the sky, a silver-white dragon rolled through the clouds, looking quite majestic and extraordinary.
On the ground, the dragon prince, whose tendons had been pulled out, immediately cried out excitedly, "Father, save me! Kill them! Kill them all!"
The Turtle Prime Minister silently moved to the side, and then moved again.
These two, father and son, are courting death; don't drag him down with them.
He sent someone back with a message; wasn't that a clear warning?
With an immortal overseeing the Star Moon Sect, how dare they act recklessly?
Even after moving until he could no longer see the Dragon Prince, Prime Minister Turtle still felt uneasy and continued to move in the opposite direction.
Wukong, who had a fiery temper, immediately grabbed his golden cudgel upon hearing this: "Master, I'll go and kill that old serpent right now."
Before Wukong could even fly forward, the Flood Dragon King crashed headfirst into the mountain-protecting formation.
Then, the Dragon King let out a blood-shattering scream.
Dragon scales and dragon blood fell down in a rush.
“Father, Father King…” Crown Prince Jiao was dumbfounded; this was not what he had expected.
Although his father's cultivation level was slightly lower than that of the monkey, the foundation of their dragon clan, passed down through generations, was far beyond what a monkey could match.
His father alone possessed four or five Earth-grade spiritual artifacts.
There is also a half-step to heavenly grade.
But it can't even get through the Star Moon Sect's protective formation?
Am I seeing things?
Prince Jiao closed his eyes tightly, silently repeating to himself: This is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream.
Then it suddenly opened its eyes.
It was the same scene I had just seen.
Prince Jiao immediately cowered, his eyelids drooping, adopting an ostrich-like posture.
"Hey, you old snake, didn't you want to take my life? Come in!" Wukong concealed his aura and shouted, putting on a harmless appearance.
"Did you hurt my son?" the Dragon King asked, glaring at Wukong.
“Yes.” Wukong nodded. “That little worm is too small, its tendons are a bit short, and it’s not very strong. Why don’t we offer yours?”
"I'm going to kill you!" the Dragon King roared, his breath steaming from his nostrils.
"What kind of hero just talks tough talk? Come on in then," Wukong said with a smile.
"You!" The Dragon King glared at Wukong angrily: "If you're so capable, come out here! What kind of skill is it to hide in the mountain-protecting formation?"
"Alright." Wukong nodded, grabbed the golden cudgel, and leaped into the air.
The Flood Dragon King was so engrossed in its anger that it only now noticed Wukong's cultivation level and the super-grade spiritual weapon it was holding in its claws.
He chickened out immediately.
He had only uttered the word "I admit defeat" when Wukong struck him on the head with his staff.
This is different from the blow that struck the Dragon Prince.
Wukong was afraid of killing the Jiao Prince with that blow, so he held back.
This time, they really didn't hold back.
Not only were the dragon king's horns broken, but his dragon scales and blood also flew and splattered everywhere.
Wukong dodged in a flash.
Its clothes were made of dragon silkworm silk, and it couldn't let the old serpent's dirty blood taint them.
The Dragon King was knocked to the ground, his breath faint.
At the same time, he looked completely bewildered.
What happened?
Didn't Prime Minister Turtle send someone back to tell him that the Star Moon Sect had pulled out his son's tendons and was also eyeing the Water Spirit Pearl, and that he should send troops to the Star Moon Sect?
There was no mention of such a powerful expert.
Now that he had fallen to the ground, the Dragon King had a chance to examine him closely.
Upon seeing this, I was almost scared to death.
Could it be that he's been in the sea for too long and has become out of touch with the world? How can there be so many half-step immortals?
And the little girl standing in the middle of them, is she an immortal?
Damn, are this idiot son and the old tortoise trying to kill him?
"My lord, I was wrong." Realizing the disparity between friend and foe, the Dragon King promptly bowed his head; what was face compared to life?
"I shouldn't have acted impulsively after listening to others' slander." The Flood Dragon King took out the Water Spirit Orb and presented it with both hands: "This is the most precious treasure of my clan, offered to you, my lord."
After saying that, he still felt that the money for buying his life was a bit meager, so he hurriedly took out several storage artifacts: "These are all treasures of our clan, and I offer them to you, sir."
"And another thing, this key has also been passed down from generation to generation, but I have very poor comprehension and have not yet figured it out. Please take a look, sir." The Dragon King kept taking things out like Doraemon.
Bai Qingqing had no interest in any of the things mentioned earlier, including the Water Spirit Orb.
But when he saw the key, he paused for a moment.
She had previously opened a key from a system gift pack, and it looked just like the one the Flood Dragon King had given her.
Seeing Bai Qingqing's gaze fixed on the key, Wukong immediately stepped forward and grabbed it: "Master, I think this key is a little different, please take a look."
Bai Qingqing patted Wukong's head approvingly, then took the key and examined it closely for a while.
They even took out the one she had previously obtained and made a comparison.
They look exactly the same, but the tooth marks are slightly different.
You can tell they're the same set.
"Xiao Hao, why is the key you got from the system gift pack so similar to the one passed down from the Dragon King?" Bai Qingqing asked in her mind.
"Because this is a set," Xiao Hao said. "There are four keys in total. Congratulations, host, you have obtained two of them."
"Then what's the use of this key?" Bai Qingqing asked.
"Please figure it out on your own, host." Xiao Hao is getting better and better at using this line of dialogue.
Seeing that Bai Qingqing had left the key, Bai Wenyuan also waved his sleeve and put away the other items presented by the Flood Dragon King: "Flood Dragon King, today is a grand gathering of our sect, so I will spare your and your son's lives. But once is never enough, and there will be no third time..."
"No, no, absolutely not." The Dragon King hurriedly waved his hand, feeling a sense of relief.
The other half of his breath was still held because Bai Qingqing had not yet spoken.
"Qingqing, what do you think?" Bai Wenyuan knew the Dragon King's concerns, so he looked at Bai Qingqing and asked.
Bai Qingqing didn't think there was anything wrong with Bai Wenyuan asking for her opinion.
After all, the trouble was caused by the Jiao Prince teasing her spirit pet.
It's only right to ask her, the victim.
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