"Brat, are you sure you want to do this?"
The Black Flood Dragon King narrowed his eyes, and his gaze sharpened as he stared at Qin Chuan.
Qinchuan wasn't afraid at all. He sneered. "Black Drake King, I respect you as a senior in the cultivation world. That's why I'm wasting my breath here. You want my life, but you want me to commit suicide. Aren't you a little too overbearing? Those who don't know better might think that the Heavenly Demon Temple is your territory and you're the Demon King!"
"What a sharp tongue!"
The Black Drake King's expression turned cold. If others heard what Qinchuan said, who knew what kind of rumors would spread!
"My sharp tongue is far inferior to yours." Qin Chuan chuckled. "After all, you can take someone's life the moment you open your mouth. I'm nothing compared to you."
"B * stard!"
The Black Drake King was furious. As someone who cultivated in seclusion all year round, he was no match for Qinchuan in terms of eloquence!
Ma Jiawen almost couldn't help but laugh when she saw how Qinchuan made the Black Drake King speechless with just a few words. Lion Duke, on the other hand, laughed loudly. He didn't give the Black Drake King any face at all!
The Black Drake King knew that this wasn't the time to make a move. Staying here would only add to his troubles. He snorted and said to Qinchuan, "When the election comes, I'll make you regret what you said today!"
With that, the Black Flood Dragon King left in a huff.
Looking at the Black Drake King's back, Qinchuan's smile gradually disappeared. He looked at Ma Jiawen and asked, "The Crown Prince of the Drake King Tribe is the Long Xing you mentioned, right?"
Ma Jiawen nodded. She looked at Qinchuan with a strange expression and asked, "You're not really going to take the blood from Long Xing's heart, are you?"
Qinchuan looked at Ma Jiawen and asked, "Am I such a cruel person in your eyes?
I'm just saying. "
Hearing Qinchuan's words, Ma Jiawen looked at Qinchuan strangely. Casually speaking?
Why did she feel that he was serious?
…
Front Hall.
Yao Feng sat on the golden chair and looked at the chief steward standing in front of him. He listened to the chief steward describe what happened on the stairs in front of the palace.
"According to what you said, the Black Flood Dragon King wanted to take Qinchuan's heart blood, but Qinchuan retorted and wanted to take the Flood Dragon King's Crown Prince Long Xing's heart blood as a gift to the Black Flood Dragon King?"
"Indeed," the chief butler replied respectfully, "Your Majesty is absolutely right."
"Since that's the case, let's grant them their wish."
Yao Feng took a deep look at the general manager. "Arrange for Qinchuan to meet Long Xing."
The chief steward said in a low voice, "But Qinchuan hasn't confirmed his participation yet."
"Shang 'er left in tears yesterday, but came back happily. It must be because Qinchuan agreed to let her participate in the competition," Yao Feng said in a subtle tone. "Just make the arrangements. He will participate."
"Yes, Your Majesty's will is our command."
The chief steward did not ask any more questions and agreed respectfully.
…
According to the Heavenly Beast Temple's rules, everyone had to be present before they could enter.
Qin Chuan and the others stood in the square outside the hall, forming a small group of their own. They chose to ignore the inquisitive gazes of the others.
Even so, there were still people who came to look for them.
"Greetings, senior. I am Shikong."
The elegant Crown Prince of the Lion King Tribe, Shikong, walked up to Lion Lord and bowed respectfully.
Seeing this, Qinchuan looked at Lion Lord curiously. He did not expect the Crown Prince of the Lion King Tribe to take the initiative to look for Lion Lord. Speaking of which, what was the relationship between the Lion King Tribe and the Lion King Tribe?
Under Qinchuan's curious gaze, Lion Lord looked at Shikong and said, "I have left the Lion King Tribe. Naturally, I have nothing to do with the Lion King Tribe.
There is no need for you to come here and greet me. "
Hearing Lion Duke's words, Lion Kong pursed his lips slightly and said in a very serious tone, "No matter what, you will always be my senior."
Lion Lord looked at Shikong and said, "Let's go."
Shikong did not linger and said respectfully, "I will take my leave now."
Looking at Shikong's back, Lion Lord's eyes flashed with a complicated look. He whispered to Qinchuan, "The Lion King Tribe is a branch of the Lion King Tribe. I used to be a member of the Lion King Tribe. When the Crown Prince was young, I gave him some pointers."
Qinchuan was puzzled, so he asked, "How did your relationship become like this?"
"Because of Shi Fen," Lion Lord said lightly, "Shi Fen is a member of the Lion King Tribe. He is also Shikong's uncle."
Hearing Lion Duke's explanation, Qin Chuan's face couldn't help but reveal a look of understanding. Shi Fen, who had taken away Lion Duke's position as the Lion King, was Shikong's uncle. And Shi Fen had caused the Lion Tribe to suffer heavy losses in the East Mountain front line. No wonder Lion Duke's attitude towards Shikong was so cold.
"Speaking of which, what's the situation with Shi Fen?" Qinchuan looked at Ma Jiawen curiously. "You should know, right?"
Ma Jiawen nodded and said, "Because of Senior Lion King's appearance, Lion Fen was released. However, he lost his Lion King status and returned to the Lion King tribe with his tail between his legs."
Hearing Ma Jiawen's answer, Qinchuan curiously asked, "Who is the current Lion King?"
Ma Jiawen looked at Lion Lord and said to Qinchuan, "There is no Lion King in the Lion Tribe. Shikong is temporarily leading the Lion Tribe. But the Heavenly Beast Temple has given you the title of Lion King. As long as you are willing, you can take back what once belonged to you."
"That won't be necessary."
Lion Lord coldly said, "I don't care about these things anymore. I don't owe the Lion King Tribe anything. I have done my best for the Lion Tribe. Whoever wants the title of Lion King can take it. Little girl, you don't have to call me Senior Lion King anymore. Just like Qinchuan, you can call me Big Cousin."
Big Cousin?
Hearing Lion Lord, Ma Jiawen's face looked strange. That was a special title.
Qin Chuan, on the other hand, wanted to laugh. Was Lion Duke used to being a big cousin?
Suddenly, a tall figure wearing a purple robe appeared in the plaza. He looked at the crowd and said, "Everyone, it is time to enter the palace."
When they saw this person appear, the crowd in the plaza immediately quietened down. One by one, they bowed and paid their respects to this person. When Qin Chuan saw this, he curiously asked Ma Jiawen, "Who is this person?"
"He is the Heavenly Beast Temple's General Manager, Monster Nine. He is the closest person to the Demon King. He is also the second strongest person in the Heavenly Beast Temple."
Ma Jiawen whispered to Qinchuan, "Even the Black Dragon King, who was yelling at you, has to behave in front of him. I heard that he once beat the Black Dragon King up."
When Qin Chuan heard this, he looked at General Steward Nine Demon in shock. It seemed that this General Steward was not weak.