Chapter 11 Xi Huang Surrenders and Devours the Sword Bone

The sturdy man guarding outside finally couldn't help but ask: "Old Fang, he is just a prince who has been stranded outside. Why are you so respectful to him?"

"The soul body just now is a soul of the Saint Realm. If it is sold, it can be exchanged for a high price."

Fang Xing glanced at him and shook his head slightly, "Old Zheng, you underestimate our Ninth Prince."

Zheng Tuo, the Marquis of Pojun of the Great Qin Dynasty, has already reached the middle stage of the Saint Realm and is a fierce general on the battlefield.

He and Fang Xing were both in the vicinity of the Ten Thousand Mountains to conquer those sects that opposed the Great Qin Dynasty.

They were all ordered to find the lost Ninth Prince.

"What do you mean by underestimate? Haha, he has been lost for nearly 20 years. If the imperial capital wanted to find him, they would have found him long ago. Why wait until now?" Zheng Tuo said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"I heard that when the Ninth Prince was born, his bloodline reverted to his ancestral bloodline, so..."

"Reverted bloodline?" Fang Xing shook his head slightly, "I don't think so."

The bloodline reverted to his ancestral bloodline does not mean that his bloodline becomes like the ancestor of the Qin Dynasty, the founder of the Great Emperor.

Rather, it becomes like the ancestors of their human race, those ordinary humans.

The ancestors of the human race have gone through thousands of generations to achieve their current status. The birth of various strong people has continuously evolved their bloodline.

The strong will always be strong. If you revert to your ancestral bloodline, it proves that you have returned to the poverty-stricken situation of your ancestors, and the efforts and hard work you have put in are several times that of others, and you may not get enough rewards.

"Do you know what our Ninth Prince was doing when I first came?" Fang Xing said.

"What to do?"

"He is being judged by the Taixu Holy Land. It should be said that as the Holy Son of the Taixu Holy Land, he is being judged by the Taixu Holy Land!"

"Holy Son? This Ninth Prince will actually become the Holy Son of the Taixu Holy Land?" Zheng Tuo immediately put away his contemptuous attitude.

Anyone who can become the Holy Son of a holy land proves that he has the potential to become a saint.

"Speaking of being judged, I think our Ninth Prince is not afraid of power. He actually confronted the saint."

"Moreover, he seemed to know that I would appear."

Fang Xing's words cast a mysterious veil over Qin Luo.

"I think the rhythm of everything seems to be within the expectations of our Ninth Prince. He actually has several holy artifacts in his hands!"

The Taixu Bell is still in his hand, and the rope that Qin Luo just used is also a holy artifact.

And the things in the room that blinded their perception are also holy artifacts.

"All his?" Zheng Tuo was shocked at this time. As a saint, all his property was just this holy axe in his hand.

And Qin Luo, a small supernatural power, actually had several holy weapons.

This is a comparison, which is infuriating.

Fang Xing glanced at Zheng Tuo, and an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes. He patted Zheng Tuo on the shoulder.

"Brother, I think if you want to return to the imperial capital for revenge, the ninth prince may be a good choice."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Tuo's expression suddenly became solemn.

He has been suppressed for so many years. He dare not go back to the imperial capital. He has enemies in the imperial capital, and his power is very large.

If it weren't for his prestige and achievements in the army, he would have been killed by someone long ago.

Revenge, he just thought about it before, but didn't dare to do it.

Fang Xing's words made him fall into deep thought.

"The Ninth Prince is the only one among all the princes who has no background. Giving timely help is like icing on the cake." Fang Xing said.

Zheng Tuo nodded, "Let me think about it carefully."

Inside, Qin Luo kept whipping Xi Huang, each time acting on her soul, making her feel humiliated while her soul was constantly traumatized.

It would be better to kill her.

Finally, after Qin Luo whipped her 999 times, Xi Huang gave in.

"I, promise... I promise you, isn't that enough..."

"Hehehe! Wouldn't it be over if you had agreed earlier? You have to ask for trouble."

"I think you have a masochistic tendency."

As soon as Qin Luo finished speaking, Xi Huang shuddered all over. How could she have a masochistic tendency? How could she have one!

"Okay, no more nonsense, the Human Emperor Banner welcomes your arrival!"

Boom! With the addition of Xi Huang, the Human Emperor Banner began to upgrade, and its power became particularly powerful.

After refining for a day and a night, Qin Luo walked out.

This day and night was particularly tormenting for the Taixu Holy Land.

They watched a big show, and they were not happy at all.

Especially Liu Ruyan, she never expected that Qin Luo was not the culprit who stole the Taixu Bell, but Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, you actually deceived me." Liu Ruyan felt a pain in her heart.

She had decided to break up with Qin Luo and planned to throw herself into Ye Chen's arms, but she never expected that everything was fake.

Ye Chen was just using her.

[Liu Ruyan was extremely disappointed with Ye Chen, lost 5,000 points of luck, and the host gained 5,000 points of villain value]

"Huh?"

"Is this disappointing?" Qin Luo sneered in his heart.

"I thought you were the ultimate naive, it seems that I thought too much after all."

In novels, there are always brainless heroines who lick the protagonist crazily, no matter what mistakes the protagonist made, no matter what things the protagonist did that angered the heaven and the people.

Even if her whole family was killed, she would still find reasons to excuse the protagonist.

Now it seems that Liu Ruyan is not that kind of heroine.

"Maybe it has something to do with Ye Chen's escape. If the current situation is controlled by Ye Chen, it's hard to say."

Qin Luo didn't take it to heart. He looked at Xi Huang and asked, "Where should your good disciple be now?"

This suddenly brought back bad memories in Xi Huang's heart.

She fought for Ye Chen, and how did Ye Chen treat her?

Ye Chen actually abandoned her!

She was absolutely sure that as long as Ye Chen helped her, she could escape without having to endure the pain of Qin Luo's rope and whipping.

But Ye Chen didn't want to take any risks.

From today on, she and Ye Chen were no longer friends.

[Xi Huang took the initiative to break off relations with Ye Chen, and the subsequent opportunities were lost. Ye Chen lost 10,000 points of luck, and the host gained 10,000 points of villain value]

It’s still easier to get the wool of the son of luck, 10,000 points at a time, compared to Liu Ruyan, it seems stingy.

"The place where he went out is random, but it must be thousands of miles away from here." Xi Huang didn't know the specific place, which made Qin Luo a little regretful.

However, it was not particularly important. Even if he knew Ye Chen's location, he would have no one to use.

"The next step should be to refine his sword bone."

In Xi Huang's stunned expression, Qin Luo took out Ye Chen's sword bone and began to absorb and refine it!

After staring blankly for a while, Xi Huang finally understood.

She exclaimed, "Demon Swallowing Technique! You actually got the Demon Swallowing Technique!"

Qin Luo smiled evilly and swallowed...

In a vast forest, Ye Chen opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, with a touch of pain and hatred in his expression.

"Sword bone, left me forever!"

[Devouring Ye Chen's sword bone, Ye Chen loses 20,000 points of luck, and the host gains 20,000 points of villain value]