The old man was tall and thin, but he had a dignified appearance. His eyes were bright and full of expression, and his white hair scattered elegantly. From his current appearance, it could be imagined that he was definitely a first-rate handsome man when he was young.
The old man's essence was restrained, and his hands were floating behind his back. His sleeves fluttered in the wind, and he had a somewhat sage-like demeanor.
The old man looked at Ling Xiao and said faintly, "Boy, take me as your master!"
His tone was irresistible, and it seemed that Ling Xiao had to take him as his master no matter what.
Ling Xiao was stunned, and then he looked at the old man in midair and said, "Sir, you … you want me to take you as my master?"
The old man nodded lightly and replied, "Yes, it's your honor that I can take you as my disciple!"
"Uh … Sir, I already have a master. I'm really sorry," Ling Xiao replied after a moment of hesitation.
Although Ling Xiao didn't know whether the old man was sincere in taking him as his disciple, he still had to be careful when dealing with this old man. Although he was now at the Earth Sovereign Stage, he couldn't sense the old man's strength at all. It was as if the old man was a bottomless pit that people couldn't see through.
Without guessing, Ling Xiao could be sure that this old man was definitely a super powerhouse, and he might even be at the Emperor Stage.
When the old man heard Ling Xiao's words, he said disapprovingly, "Who's your master?"
"Purple Sky Sect's Mu Huai!" Ling Xiao replied.
"Purple Sky Sect's Mu Huai?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I've heard of the Purple Thunder Sect, but I've never heard of the Purple Sky Sect, and I've never heard of Mu Huai. You're not trying to trick me, are you?"
"Master is my most respected person, why would I lie to you?" Ling Xiao replied.
"Then tell me, is the Purple Sky Sect a fourth-grade or fifth-grade sect?
What's your master's strength? "the old man asked.
Ling Xiao answered without hesitation, "An eighth-grade sect. My master should be at the Earth Sovereign Realm!"
When Ling Xiao left the Purple Heaven Sect, Mu Huai had already stepped into the Half-step Earthly Sovereign Realm. With the help of the high-rank wood-attribute Spirit Grass that Ling Xiao had left for him, he should have broken through to the Earthly Sovereign Realm.
"What … an eighth-grade sect with the strength of an Earth Sovereign?" The old man's mouth suddenly fell open, and his eyes were filled with confusion and doubt.
"Yes, that's right. That's why I can't take you as my master. Please forgive me," replied Ling Xiao.
Suddenly, the old man looked up to the sky and laughed. "Haha … An Earth Emperor from a mere eighth-grade sect is able to bring up such an outstanding disciple. Not bad, not bad." He paused for a moment and then said, "Boy, do you know who I am?"
"Forgive me for my poor eyesight." Ling Xiao cupped his hands. He had just arrived in the central region, so he didn't know anyone.
"I'm the Demonic Emperor," the old man said indifferently, and his eyes flashed with incomparable pride.
"So it's Senior Demonic Emperor. I've heard a lot about you!" Ling Xiao responded with a look of sudden realization. He muttered in his heart, "Demonic Emperor?
That's quite a domineering name. Unfortunately, I've never heard of it. "
"Well, since you know my name, then take me as your master. As for your previous master and sect, forget about them. They don't have the qualifications to teach you anymore," the old man said very conceitedly.
"Uh … that's not very good, is it?" Ling Xiao scratched his head.
"What? Do you think I'm not qualified to be your master?" The old man glared at Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No … No, Senior Demonic Emperor, you are wise and mighty, dignified and peerless … Of course you are qualified. It's just that … it's just that this junior's talent is lacking, and I really don't have the qualifications to be senior's disciple."
"Whether you have the qualifications or not is up to this old man. However, your current strength is indeed a bit lacking, but you're still young. With this old man's guidance, you will definitely be able to reach the Exalted level in less than ten years, and the Emperor level in a hundred years. As for the Saint level … that will depend on your comprehension and luck," the old man called the Demonic Emperor said.
Ling Xiao was stunned when he heard this.
According to the speed that the Demonic Emperor had mentioned, there were probably experts everywhere on the continent.
It had to be known that many geniuses needed hundreds of years or more to reach the Earth Emperor or Sky Sovereign level, but the Demonic Emperor had set a time limit of a hundred years for him to reach the Emperor level. This made Ling Xiao feel that it was a bit of a fool's dream.
He felt that even if he used pills along the way, he wouldn't be able to reach the Emperor level so quickly.
After all, there was only one chance to use a pill to advance at every stage. Once one consumed the pill, their strength would increase extremely quickly, but the next time they needed to advance, the time it would take for them to solidify their foundation would be much longer.
Therefore, this was also a place that Ling Xiao felt was unrealistic.
Moreover, the higher the level, the more power one needed to accumulate. Furthermore, the comprehension of the world was also especially important. It was definitely not as easy to break through as it was in the early stages.
The Evil Emperor looked at Ling Xiao who was in a daze and said, "How about it, take me as your master? You have to know how many people are crying to become this old man's disciple, this old man is not willing."
In his eyes, Ling Xiao must have been shocked by his words just now. He was sure that this brat would definitely be his only successor.
"This... I think it's better to forget about it. If I were to join Senior's sect, then wouldn't I become a traitor?
Then what's the difference between me and those heartless and unjust scoundrels?
I believe that Senior definitely does not wish for his disciple to be such a person, right? Ling Xiao said in a clear voice.
The Evil Emperor pondered for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense!"
Ling Xiao thought that he could get rid of this old man, but in the next moment, the Evil Emperor said, "Then tell me, where is the Purple Heaven Sect?
I'll go and destroy your original sect, and even your master. That way, you won't have any pressure taking me as your master. "
When Ling Xiao heard this, he was so angry that he almost fell to the ground and died.
He really didn't know what this old fellow was trying to do.
Could it be that he was like the old witch from the Cold Water Sect, forcing her to take him in as a disciple, then using him as a furnace and eating him to advance to a higher level?
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao felt that it was more and more possible, and thought of a way to escape.
"Senior, if you do this, I will only be completely disappointed in you. At that time, you will be my enemy. How can I take an enemy as my home?" Ling Xiao said in a low voice.
"In the end, you still don't want to be my disciple?" The Evil Emperor said gloomily.
Ling Xiao felt his body stiffen, as if he was tied up by something, unable to move at all.
Ling Xiao naturally wouldn't just wait for death. He tried his best to break through the aura, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move.
"I'll ask you again, are you my disciple or not?"
The Evil Emperor squinted his eyes and asked, as if as long as Ling Xiao said the word "no", he would kill Ling Xiao.
"Xiaolong, come out!" Ling Xiao couldn't move his limbs, but his mouth could still speak.
Roar!
A blue flood dragon appeared in the air, and a Tenbin divine ability roared out.
The powerful sound wave caused everything in the surroundings to tremble.
Ling Xiao thought that the appearance of the blue flood dragon would definitely injure or force the Evil Emperor back.
However, he discovered that the Evil Emperor's clothes only fluttered a few times, and his entire body was still floating in the air, as if the blue flood dragon's roar did not cause any damage to him at all.
Ling Xiao's pupils dilated and contracted.
He was completely sure that this Evil Emperor was a genuine Emperor Stage super powerhouse.
Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't be able to withstand such a powerful sound wave attack from the blue flood dragon. One had to know that the blue flood dragon was a peak rank 6 spirit beast.
The Evil Emperor didn't expect Ling Xiao to have such a powerful protective spirit beast, and he revealed a faint smile, "Not bad, not bad, other than a mutated three-eyed wolf king, you actually have such a flood dragon. It seems like you really have good fortune."
"Xiaolong, kill him!" Ling Xiao ordered again.
Right now, he wanted to quickly escape from this old fellow's blockade. Only then would he have a chance to escape.
The blue flood dragon swung its tail, and its powerful body swept towards the Evil Emperor.
"Hmph, little guy, you have some strength, but it's not enough." The Evil Emperor snorted coldly, and with a light wave of his hand, a colorful ball of light collided with the blue flood dragon.
Roar!
The blue flood dragon let out a roar, and its powerful body was actually sent flying hundreds of meters away.
When Ling Xiao saw this, he knew that it would be difficult to rely on the blue flood dragon to help him escape.
This old fellow was simply too powerful!
The blue flood dragon once again returned, but it didn't dare to choose to fight in close combat. Instead, it spat out a powerful elemental attack towards the Evil Emperor.
Facing the Blue Flood Dragon's attack, the Evil Emperor was still as calm as before, his hand seemed to be able to cover the sky and cover the sun, with just a light wave, the Blue Flood Dragon's attack was instantly turned into nothingness, while the Blue Flood Dragon was smashed to the ground by the aftershock, creating a bottomless pit.
"Xiaolong!" Ling Xiao roared.
If anything happened to the blue flood dragon, even if Ling Xiao had to die, he would drag this old fellow to the grave with him!
Without thinking, Ling Xiao frantically drew out the spiritual power in his sea of consciousness.
Invisible spiritual power surged towards the Evil Emperor like tens of thousands of sharp blades.
With such a powerful spiritual power, even a Heavenly Venerable would have to die on the spot.
After all, Ling Xiao had broken through to the Earthly Sovereign Realm, and not only had his sea of consciousness expanded, his spiritual power had also reached an unprecedented level.
"En!" The Evil Emperor suddenly felt his sea of consciousness shake, and his body swayed slightly.
Because of this, Ling Xiao was also freed, but when he saw that the Evil Emperor didn't change much, his expression changed several times.
Spiritual power had always been Ling Xiao's most mysterious and powerful support, and it had always been successful.
But now that he had attacked the other party's sea of consciousness with all his might, he realized that his attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to harm the other party at all. This made Ling Xiao feel that this old fellow was abnormally strong.
A subtle feeling arose in Ling Xiao's heart, "Perhaps taking this old fellow as my master isn't a bad choice."
"You actually know how to use spiritual attacks?
No wonder you're a sixth-rank alchemist at such a young age. You have a secret art to cultivate your psychic power. Kid, are you from the Soul Tribe? "The Evil Emperor narrowed his eyes and asked. He didn't seem to be angry at Ling Xiao's counterattack.
Ling Xiao retreated a hundred meters before replying, "What Soul Race?"
He was puzzled, "Could it be the Southern Wasteland Soul Race? Do they also know how to use spiritual attacks?"
The Evil Emperor stared at Ling Xiao in astonishment, and finally asked again, "Are you sure you don't want to take me as your master?"