nycdaug Chapter 194: Do you think I'm a fool?
Chapter 194: Do you think I'm a fool?
Chapter 194: Do you think I'm a fool?
The Heavenly Talisman Sect is the strongest force in this region, and this place is so close to the Demon Realm.
Resisting the invasion of the demon realm is also one of their responsibilities. Of course, no one wants to be involved in a bloody battle that concerns the life and death of their sect. Living a peaceful life is the most comfortable thing to do.
Therefore, when the Thousand Swords Sect, the Luo Family, the Sunflame Dynasty... these forces that were closer to the Demon Realm and weaker, sent intelligence...
The Heavenly Talisman Sect cannot stand idly by.
If a great war is truly about to break out...
That would be a real problem.
Faced with the full-scale invasion of the demon race, even with two powerful cultivators at the fifth level of the Mahayana stage guarding the Heavenly Talisman Sect, they were nothing more than ants to be crushed.
Fortunately, there have been no reports of a large-scale invasion by the demon race, but they must take precautions as soon as possible.
This is also why Fu Lou and the Grand Elder came to this area.
In times of crisis, the experts of the Heavenly Talisman Sect naturally cannot remain seated within the sect.
"Those scumbags from the Demon Realm will be wiped out sooner or later!"
Fu Lou cursed fiercely.
The history of demons invading the human world is too long, and the deaths and injuries of humans have been extremely tragic each time.
"Alright, since the Grand Elder is here, let's take this lamp over and let him take a look. He'll surely be able to figure out what's going on!"
King Yanxuan was extremely humble.
He showed none of the arrogance befitting a king or nobleman; on the contrary, he appeared somewhat obsequious. "Hmm."
Fu Lou nodded, but he still said in a low voice, "Remember, if you dare to use junk to make fun of the Grand Elder, you know what the consequences will be."
"That's natural."
King Yanxuan tried his best to appear calm, but the cold sweat on his back was impossible to hide.
Fu Lou ignored him and directly channeled his Dao power, flying into the air.
King Yanxuan picked up the lamp and followed closely behind.
And inside the lamp.
"Tianfu Sect?"
"Is this sect, which is only qualified to be a stepping stone for the Myriad Swords Immortal Sect, the real mastermind behind it all?"
Jian Xuan was still waiting and did not make a move.
He knew that there must be something behind King Yanxuan, and that was the real problem. However, he hadn't expected it.
Jian Xuan heard this. He had only heard of this sect by name; it was a sect that specialized in formations and was only ranked second-rate in the human realm.
"Hmph, regardless of whether the Heavenly Talisman Sect is the mastermind behind this, they still need to be taught a lesson!"
How could they not be severely punished for daring to plot against Young Master Gu?
After traveling for about half a day.
They left the Sunfire Dynasty and arrived in a desert. In the distance, they saw a lone mountain standing deep in the desert, its peak shrouded in mist and clouds, like a fairyland.
At the summit of that solitary mountain, a magnificent and exquisite pavilion stands, resembling a celestial palace on earth.
Fu Lou and Yan Xuan Wang landed on the mountaintop.
Upon entering, a white-robed elder with white hair and a youthful face sat in a chair drinking tea, with two puppets standing beside him, each holding a tray. This was Fu Yan, the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Talisman Sect.
A fifth-level Mahayana cultivator, proficient in array drawing and puppet making, one of the pillars of the Heavenly Talisman Sect... King Yan Xuan had heard of all these titles.
But fame is never as good as seeing it in person.
"Greetings, Grand Elder!"
King Yanxuan bowed respectfully, showing no airs whatsoever.
Whether this gesture satisfied Fu Yan was unclear to King Yan, because Fu Yan remained outwardly calm, holding his teacup and blowing on the floating leaves, and calmly responded with a "Hmm".
She didn't even look up at him.
After he had slowly finished sipping his tea, he looked up at him and said calmly, "What is it?"
Although Fu Lou was usually arrogant and domineering, he was extremely obedient in front of the Grand Elder and said respectfully, "Grand Elder, King Yan Xuan has brought a treasure that you requested."
The elder raised an eyebrow and put down his cup. "Oh? What treasure?"
King Yan hesitated to answer, but finally gritted his teeth and took out the ancient bronze lamp.
The moment this item appeared, the room fell silent for a few moments.
Fu Yan slowly raised his eyes, his deep pupils staring at Yan Xuan Wang as if they could see through everything: "Is this what you brought?"
His gaze was sharp as a knife, piercing straight to the heart, giving King Yanxuan the illusion that he had nowhere to hide.
"Yes."
King Yanxuan nodded, suppressing his fear, his heart pounding.
"Humph!"
Fu Yan slammed his hand on the table, shattering even the teacup!
"You bastard, do you think I, Fu Yan, am an idiot? This thing is utter junk!"
He let out a fierce shout, and a powerful and terrifying spiritual force erupted, instantly enveloping the entire pavilion.
"Pfft-"
King Yan Xuan immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.
This sudden change left him in a panic.
"Elder, how did I deceive you?"
"Heh, you dare call this kind of trash a treasure? It's utterly laughable!"
Fu Yan sneered.
He's seen countless treasures in his life; what could he possibly be unable to discern the true nature of?
This broken lamp is clearly an ordinary, unremarkable thing!
"Elder, I..."
"Shut up!"
Fu Yan rebuked him angrily, his eyes glaring. King Yan Xuan immediately fell silent, not daring to utter a sound, but large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his cheeks were pale, and he looked completely exhausted.
"Elder, he wouldn't do something so foolish."
At this moment, Fu Lou spoke up.