No one spoke, and the stalemate lasted for half a cup of tea before Ye Xiu slowly spoke and said: "Senior Ya, whether you believe it or not, I am actually not interested in the legacy left by the president."
Hear this.
The Dark Crow was startled for a moment, then sneered.
If you're not interested, what are you doing here?
Visiting the study room... Of course, living within the rules, it would not dare to trample on them, let alone kill Ye Xiu on the spot.
Unless the legacy left by the old thing is refined and becomes the master of the [Psychic Society], it can only play some sideline games as the rules allow.
Just like the few temporary rules it set, although they were harsh, they did not prevent Ye Xiu from taking the inheritance, it just made it more difficult.
If he drives people away by being blunt, the one who greets him may be the aura left by the president.
This thing has no consciousness, it's not even a remnant soul, it's more like a rule that only sticks to the rules, so it took advantage of this loophole.
When I saw the crow... I didn't say a word.
Ye Xiu was not discouraged, but continued, "If I'm not mistaken, Senior Ya should also want to pass on the legacy."
Shadow Crow's eyelids twitched: "If I want it, what do you want?"
"How about we share it equally?" Ye Xiu smiled.
"There is only one inheritance." Yin Puppet Crow glanced at him and said with a sneer.
"I know." Ye Xiu nodded and said, "What I mean by equal division is that the seniors want to pass it on, and as long as I have the resources here, I can break through to the ninth level, which is already the junior's biggest wish."
"You..." The Shadow Crow was about to speak, but immediately calmed down. If it had been someone else saying this, it might have believed it.
However, how could this person who, at the level of the Emperor's Son, defeat countless ninth-level people and break into the study room, give up his huge inheritance just for a small profit?
Regardless of whether the other party's words are true or false, it doesn't care. As long as the other party cannot become a ninth-grade emperor within ten years, it can use the rules to drive the person out of the study.
In this way, there is no need to wait for someone to come next time, it can refine the inheritance left by the president and become the master of the [Psychic Society].
After all, it is a puppet comparable to a living person, and it has survived in the [Psychic Society] for so many years. In terms of brain, it is not comparable to the old man. After thinking about it, it was too lazy to talk nonsense to Ye Xiu.
Sitting cross-legged on the bookshelf, he said expressionlessly: "There is no need to test me anymore. You only have ten years. If you can't become a ninth-grade emperor, don't blame me for driving you out."
"I said, [Psionic Society] doesn't want waste..." After saying that, he directly grabbed a crystal clear stone on the bookshelf and swallowed it decisively.
In an instant, its aura strengthened here.
Seeing this scene, Ye Xiu's face twisted with anger. Without asking, he knew that what he had swallowed was the resources stored in the study, which should have belonged to him, the so-called heir to the president.
But I didn't expect that I would be occupied by this guy.
It took a deep breath, then barely suppressed the anger in its heart, and secretly cursed, "You bitch, haven't you ever heard that you shouldn't bully a young man into poverty? Just wait for me, sooner or later I will make you look good."
"[Immortal God Technique], Devour."
Buzz, buzz…
I saw him taking out a piece of [Sea of Blood], refining it like crazy, and then devoured it.
Too rich.
The entire study room... was instantly enveloped in energy and blood. Even the crow on the bookshelf was startled by this scene and opened his eyes suddenly.
When he saw the [Sea of Blood] in Ye Xiu's hand, his face suddenly turned gloomy: "I'm looking down on you. I didn't expect that an ant in the Emperor's Realm would have such a treasure as the [Sea of Blood] in his hand. It's a pity.
You are too far away from the Ninth-Rank Realm. It is just a [sea of blood]. Even if I am sucked dry by you, I will never be promoted to the Ninth-Rank Realm."
The Shadow Crow… After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
A hot flame ignited in its chest.
"..."
at the same time!
At the edge of [Yunding Tiangong], more than two hundred heroic spirits such as Centihuang, Long Wenzhang, etc. gathered in an empty dojo, sitting on the ground in a mess.
After losing 10% of their souls, the auras of these Halls of Valor became a little sluggish.
It's a pity that Ye Xiu is not here, otherwise he would have discovered that at least half of the heroic spirits were not here, but fell into a deep sleep in his own dojo.
Just when these people were speechless, a heroic spirit that looked like a rhinoceros covered his chest and coughed a few times, saying: "It... has been almost an hour. Why haven't the people outside come in yet? Something must have happened."
Something happened?"
"Not that..."
Centipede shook his head and said: "Totem is the assessor this time. I thought that because of my understanding of it, this guy would not violate the rules. He was probably delayed by something."
"What can happen to delay the examination of the true disciples?" A heroic spirit asked in confusion.
"I don't know..."
Everyone looked puzzled.
Obviously, their status in the [Psionic Society] was not very high during their lifetime. That is, they were promoted to the position of [Tombstone] elders only after they had made meritorious deeds. For 200... approval, they could go to the president's dojo.
never heard of that.
Waited for another half hour.
Still didn't see Xian Qiong, Demon Oyster... and others. The heroic spirit of the [Immortal] tribe was also anxious and stood up from the ground: "It's better to go out and have a look. If anything happens, we can also help.
A little busy."
"After all, everyone has suffered heavy losses this time because of the belongings of that human ancestor...descendant. If we don't earn it back, we may not be able to recover for another million years."
"You're right."
"Then... go out and take a look?"
Just when many heroic spirits stood up, Long Wenzhang said quietly: "Leaving the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone] without any reason will be punished by the rules."
As soon as these words came out.
The crowd, who were still furious at first, immediately became quiet.
"Then what should we do? Do we have to wait forever?" The heroic spirit of the [Immortal] tribe hummed.
"We can just find one person to explore the road. There is no need to mobilize an army." Long Wenzhang said.
"Who's going?"
Whoosh!
More than a hundred heroic spirits stood.
They all sat down in a tacit understanding. Who would be willing to go out and be punished if there is no benefit? He is not a fool...
Long Wenzhang, who had expected this situation for a long time, shook his head. Just as he was about to draw lots to decide the candidate, he heard a familiar voice ringing in the dojo: "You don't have to wait any longer. Those people outside will be waiting for you in a short time."
He probably won’t be able to come.”
Boom!
Hear this.
All the heroic spirits... were startled and subconsciously looked over.
totem?
Why is it the only one...
What about those alien races? Won’t they all be killed by it?
After this thought arose, they couldn't contain it, and a bad premonition spread in their hearts...