Chapter 87 It's Too Much

Several masters were at a loss for words. "I know, I know. It's just a beast skin. See how much you care about it."

He Cen stretched out a finger and waved it, his face calm and composed, "How can the animal skin I'm interested in be the same?"

"Just listen to me. You won't let me down as your master."

This is more or less true if you put it the other way around, it's funny to hear a few masters trying to curry favor with their disciples, but those people in Bo Lou didn't take it to heart, because the master's status was obtained for nothing, and it was those shameless people who tied up the little sword spirit.

Otherwise, with He Cen's status, who wouldn't respect and praise him?

The death of the national teacher and the dissolution of the Sun Chasing Palace caused chaos and serious unrest in Xiscasai.

The royal family here had always been obsessed with cultivating immortals, and when they saw that the imperial teacher was dead, they immediately became as bewildered as headless flies.

The monks from the Sun-Chasing Temple were now all fleeing in all directions, not paying much attention to the people in the country. There were also some desperate lunatics who looted ordinary people's homes. For a while, Siscasbe became more chaotic than expected.

After He Cen and the others took off the animal skin and came out, they looked at Siscasai's condition and their faces darkened.

The Western Wasteland is remote, isolated from the world in the vast desert. It is just an oasis with backward civilization and naturally not much human education.

The monks here are more brutal and ruthless than those in other places.

Those people have always been oppressed by the monks in the world of cultivation. They don't know how to resist, and they are afraid of the people from the Sun-Chasing Palace in their hearts. Now in this situation, they can only be bullied.

He Cen couldn't bear to watch it any longer and was unusually angry. Mortals were inherently fragile, and these cultivators had already crushed mortals in terms of personal strength. Why were they still so cruel!

“That’s too much!”

He is quite powerful, and Jindan cultivators at the same level are no match for him. The sword spirit's spiritual power is purely unparalleled, and its pressure is terrifying.

Jun Chao and the others had actually never seen He Cen get angry before. They had never expected that the boy who seemed to be well-behaved and lovable on weekdays would not show any airs at all when he got angry.

He Cen is worthy of being the number one sword spirit in the world. Even though his cultivation is only at the Golden Core stage now, his movements are still as powerful as thunder.

There are a lot of minerals in Siscasai, and every household collects them to sell, and also to make some household utensils. He Cen was so angry that he raised his hands to gather these minerals. After several collisions, they all turned into sharp swords, chasing and intercepting the remaining monks who were committing crimes in the small country.

He acted decisively and fiercely, no less decisively than Bo Lou and others.

Compared to his innocent, harmless and beautiful appearance, he was ruthless in his actions.

The most powerful national masters here are all dead, so it is not easy for He Cen to punish the others. For a moment, golden light is rippling, and sword shadows are everywhere in the small country.

The remaining monks from the Sun-Chasing Palace were almost all chased and beaten by He Cen.

He possesses the powerful sea of ​​consciousness of the Sword Spirit, so his control over spiritual power is naturally far superior to that of the cultivators of the same level. Moreover, as a sword spirit, his control over sword energy, sword intent, and sword momentum must be quite accurate. Although the power of this attack is not as domineering and strong as those big guys in the fusion stage in Bo Lou, he is definitely a leader in the world of cultivation.

Bei Qi was quite supportive from behind, "Our He He is so awesome~"

He Cen was already lacking in confidence in front of the big guys, and when Bei Qi, the old fox, praised him, he couldn't stand it. His cheeks quickly turned red, and he hurriedly covered Bei Qi's mouth, "Ahhh, stop talking!"

Bei Qi likes to tease the little sword spirit. He Cen is simple-minded and cannot hide his emotions well. He is also thin-skinned and will easily blush and get his heart racing if he is teased even a little.

But he was born handsome, with rosy cheeks and a face full of spring light, which made him even more charming and affectionate.

A pair of lively glass eyes, with a radiant peach color, are very alluring at first glance.

Bei Qi looked down at He Cen's beautiful and dignified face and gently held his wrist. "What are you afraid of? Our He He is already very powerful. What's wrong? Your teacher is just praising you. Are you so shy?"

He Cen avoided looking at them in embarrassment, "You guys are so amazing, how can I watch you in front of you? I think you are trying to make fun of me~"

After saying this, he pouted angrily.

He Cen has a delicate face. Because the sword spirit has no attributes, it is difficult to tell whether he is androgynous. He has a bit of a feminine look, which is quite different from the beauty of Bei Qi Junchao and others.

Not to mention that Bei Qi likes to tease him, seeing such a fair and delicate face puffed up like a small glutinous rice dumpling, Wen Qing and Bo Lou also want to poke it.

Several people attacked at the same time, and the four masters almost surrounded He Cen, attacking him from the front, back, and left and right.

The little sword spirit had nowhere to escape, and was pinched on its soft face by several big guys at the same time.

"How dare you bully me, a single person!"

"Jun Chao! Even you are rubbing my face!"

Jun Chao smiled and rubbed his head, "It's because our He He is too attractive. Even though I am so cold-hearted, I can't help it."

"Does it hurt?"

He Cen had a good temper. "That's not the case, but you can't always do that to me. I'm not a child."

Bo Lou and others pretended to listen, but in reality they immediately ignored it.

Although this small country does not cover a large area, it is home to many mortals. It was they who killed the national prefect, and the apparent peace was broken. It can be said that they were responsible for this.

He Cen thought about it and decided to help Siscasai's people rebuild it.

The royal family is incompetent, and the country has been under the control of the imperial teacher in recent years. After a careful investigation, I found that the situation is quite serious. Fortunately, Jun Chao is good at handling these government affairs. It's just a small country. With the personnel deployed in place, and using the status of an immortal to put pressure on them, they are quite obedient.

But after all, it still wasted a lot of his time. He Cen has been diligently trying to please Jun Chao recently.

Sometimes she would bring water and snacks to Jun Chao, and sometimes she would massage his shoulders and back. However, after a while, she would become a pendant hanging behind the master's back and do nothing.

Jun Chao was also used to it and was reluctant to even let him grind ink.

He Cenken just needs to stay by his side, talk to him and make him laugh.

Wen Qing also dealt with the animal skin removed from the roof of the Sun-Chasing Palace. It had indeed been processed in a special way and contained a treasure map.

After careful identification, everyone discovered that it was a secret site on the other side of the sea.

This is a completely new and unknown territory, and there should be very few monks who know about it. This was carved when the lizard monster was still alive, which should be several hundred years ago.

Wen Qing was a little uncertain, "Over the past few hundred years, the world has changed dramatically. I don't know how much truth is still there in what is marked on this map."

"Hehe, do you still want to look for it?"