Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Yu Zhengqi smiled slightly, a hint of profoundness and worry hidden within that smile.

He gently patted Yu Haoran's shoulder, offering comfort and encouragement: "He's not stupid, quite the contrary, he's very clever. This attack on Ling Xiao must have more complex calculations behind it.

I suspect he has already reached some kind of unspeakable agreement with some external forces.

Perhaps his real purpose is to take this opportunity to completely turn the Star Plucking Tower into an appendage of the Demon Tower, making it a bridgehead for their expansion. In this way, the Demon Tower can quickly grow in strength and pose a greater threat to our Righteous Qi Hall."

Upon hearing this, Yu Haoran's expression became even more solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "This man is ambitious, and that group of demon cultivators are even more amazing in combat power, acting crazy and completely disregarding the consequences.

In comparison, although the disciples of our Righteous Qi Hall are not weak in cultivation, they are far from being their opponents in terms of practical experience and ruthlessness. We must prepare in advance, just in case."

Speaking of this, a trace of worry and anxiety flashed in Yu Haoran's eyes.

He took a deep breath and continued: "In addition, Ling Xiao's fiancée and younger sister are currently in our Righteous Qi Hall. They are not only talented, but also Ling Xiao's closest relatives.

If those people find out about this, they are likely to regard them as a weakness and attack them. This is not only a blow to Ling Xiao, but also a provocation to the reputation of our Righteous Qi Hall. We must do our best to protect their safety and must not be careless in the slightest."

He paused, his eyes firmer, and continued: "What worries me more is that Chong Xuan, this old fox, may take this opportunity to make a big fuss, using this incident to incite hatred between the Demon Tower and my Righteous Qi Hall, so as to achieve his ulterior motives.

We must deal with it carefully and must not let him succeed. At the same time, we must find out the real intentions of the Demon Tower and the forces behind it as soon as possible in order to make the most favorable response."

Yu Zhengqi slightly raised the corner of his mouth, that smile seemed to hide endless depth and scheming, he said slowly: "No need to guess, that guy will definitely do this. He will test our Righteous Qi Hall first, just like a hunter testing the reaction of his prey, carefully touching our bottom line and assessing our strength.

Then, he will point the finger directly at the Star Plucking Tower, trying to drive all the forces except the Demon Tower out of this area full of strife and opportunity.

He even arrogantly forbids the Holy Hall from stepping into this land, trying to control everything and become the overlord of this martial arts world."

Upon hearing this, Yu Haoran looked a little anxious, his brows furrowed, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

His tone was a little flustered and helpless: "Then how should we deal with it? We can't just sit back and watch Chong Xuan's conspiracy succeed, can we?

Why don't we abandon all those people from the Demon Suppression Mansion? In this way, at least we can reduce some of the direct threats from the Demon Tower, so that those restless forces have to weigh their own weight before taking action, and dare not easily attack us."

Yu Zhengqi shook his head gently, a trace of disappointment and blame revealed in his eyes, as if he saw the weakness and retreat that he did not want to see in Yu Haoran.

He said earnestly: "You are confused, Haoran. Those guys outside, although they are ambitious, they don't have the guts to directly attack our Righteous Qi Hall.

Because they know very well that behind the Righteous Qi Hall stands the Holy Hall, that sacred and inviolable force, enough to make them fearful and dare not act rashly.

They also know that once they are enemies with the Righteous Qi Hall, it is equivalent to being enemies with the entire righteous path of the martial arts world. They cannot bear the consequences."

Upon hearing this, Yu Haoran's expression eased slightly, but he still couldn't hide the worry and unease in his heart.

A complex light flashed in his eyes, as if he had thousands of words to pour out, but he didn't know where to start.

He sighed and said, "Yes, the name of the Holy Hall is indeed enough to deter those villains.

But I always feel that something is wrong. My eyelids have been twitching badly these days, and I always feel uneasy in my heart, as if something big is about to happen, but I am powerless and can only watch it approach step by step."

Yu Zhengqi patted Yu Haoran's shoulder, that action was both gentle and firm, as if he was conveying an invisible force and comfort.

His tone was a bit calm and decisive: "Don't worry, Haoran. Let's wait and see and sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

If this Ling Xiao dies, it will naturally be the best. It can save us a lot of trouble and also make Chong Xuan's conspiracy more smoothly achieved. If he doesn't die, we can also secretly take action to help Chong Xuan to achieve his goal more smoothly.

When the time comes, we only need to put all the blame on the Demon Tower, so that Ling Bi and others will be grateful to our Righteous Qi Hall and will definitely be used by us wholeheartedly.

In this way, we can not only consolidate the position of the Righteous Qi Hall in the martial arts world, but also further expand our sphere of influence."

Speaking of this, a grim smile appeared on Yu Zhengqi's face, that smile was full of calculations and ruthlessness, as if he had already seen the moment when Ling Xiao fell, and the future of the Righteous Qi Hall becoming more stable and powerful in the martial arts world.

His eyes flickered with a cold light, like a beast ready to go, preparing to give the enemy a fatal blow at a critical moment.

Yu Haoran nodded, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself: "Ling Xiao, you must die. If you die, this world will be clean, and no one will disturb our plans or hinder our steps.

And the wealth and power you leave behind will all become the property of our Righteous Qi Hall, helping us to a higher level."

His tone was full of determination and ruthlessness, as if Ling Xiao's death had become an unshakable belief in his heart, and that belief was driving him step by step towards that abyss full of calculations and conspiracies.

...

Just as Ling Xiao was walking through the familiar and unfamiliar streets of the Star Plucking Tower, suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and his eyes were fixed on a figure in front of him as if attracted by a magnet.

That was a woman, wearing a golden long dress. The texture of the dress looked extremely gorgeous, and every swing was like a flowing golden stream. Her figure was graceful, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, revealing an unspeakable tenderness.

Her face was delicate, and her eyes were clear and bright, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. This person was Jin Ruoxi of the Golden Money Gang.

She was standing there quietly at the moment, without any movement, as if she was a quiet statue in this dangerous Star Plucking Tower, or as if she was waiting for Ling Xiao's arrival. (End of this chapter)