Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

The Ghost King picked up the large bowl and reached out to touch Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan also picked up a large bowl filled with strong liquor and clinked it against the other bowl.

The two men's large bowls collided in the air with a crisp sound, and then they drank them down in one gulp.

The Ghost King put down the large bowl, and Jin Ping'er, who was standing to the side, poured strong liquor for the two of them again, as if the Ghost King's attempt to kill her had never happened.

The Ghost King sized up Zhang Xiaofan, and considering that he had now reached the Taiqing Realm, he found him pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at him, and praised him:

"Yao'er's judgment was indeed correct. In the past eleven years, you have not only taken great care of her and treated her very well, but you have also cultivated your Taoist skills to the Taiqing realm."

Faced with the Ghost King's praise, Zhang Xiaofan simply smiled and said:
"Sect Master is too kind. Compared to you, I am no match."

"Is that so?" the Ghost King murmured, staring intently at Zhang Xiaofan, then suddenly said:
"Are you wondering why, after I learned that Qinglong Youji had betrayed me and sworn allegiance to you, I not only didn't kill them, but instead acted as if nothing had happened?"

Zhang Xiaofan had a vague idea of ​​the reason, but he still said:

"Please speak, Sect Master."

A rare tenderness appeared on the Ghost King's face as he slowly spoke:
"All of this is for Biyao..."

"Since Xiao Chi left, I only have Bi Yao left."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan immediately said:

"If it's for Biyao's sake, why not give up the idea of ​​destroying the righteous path and unifying the world, manage the Ghost King Sect well, dominate one side, and stay peacefully in Fox Ridge Mountain?"

The Ghost King shook his head, his face stern, and said:

"Life is short, a few hundred years, like a fleeting moment. A fine man should come into this world and destroy the righteous path, unify the world, and make great achievements."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan knew that the Ghost King's determination to destroy the righteous sects and unify the world was unwavering, just like his own determination to become an immortal, and therefore he did not try to persuade him further.

At this moment, the Ghost King's fierce expression softened, and he said calmly:
"However, destroying the Qingyun Sect is no easy task. In the thousands of years of history, no sect or individual in the Holy Sect has ever succeeded."

"Even though I pride myself on my extensive knowledge of astronomy and geography, my high level of expertise, and my trump cards, I am still afraid of failure."

"If I fail, I will surely die. Then Biyao will lose my protection and be hunted down by my enemies, facing certain death."

At this point, the Ghost King looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said:

"And you, now your skills are no less than mine. Even if I fail and die, with you protecting Yao'er, my enemies will be unable to harm her."

"Therefore, it is actually what I want to see that Qinglong Youji has come to your side."

"Don't worry, in the past three hundred years, Qinglong and Youji have been the most loyal to me. They are both extremely powerful and have very high intelligence and shrewdness. With their help, even if I fail and die..."

"With your abilities and the help of Qinglong Youji, it will only take a few years for the Ghost King Sect to recover to its peak."

At this point, the Ghost King stood up, picked up the large bowl, and bowed deeply to Zhang Xiaofan.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan remembered that the Ghost King was his father-in-law and an elder, and he couldn't accept a bow from a junior like him. So he quickly stood up and reached out to help him up.
"Sect Master, there's no need for that."

The Ghost King stood up, raised the large bowl with both hands, faced Zhang Xiaofan, and said sincerely:
"Xiao Fan, I'm entrusting Yao'er to you from now on. With you here, I feel at ease."

"I am very satisfied with you as my son-in-law."

"I, Wanrenwang, have been nothing but a walking corpse since Xiaochi died. I only want to destroy the righteous path and unify the world."

"Yao'er, I'm entrusting this to you!"

Having said that, the Ghost King raised the large bowl to his lips with both hands, drank it all in one gulp, then patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder and burst into laughter:

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter was so hearty, so free, so unrestrained, so domineering…

Looking at the Ghost King at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but admire his talent and ambition. The Ghost King Sect was originally the weakest of the four major sects of the Demonic Cult, but under the Ghost King's leadership, it eventually became the strongest sect in the Demonic Cult.

In the end, they even destroyed the Longevity Hall, the Joyful Union Sect, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and all the forces of the entire Demonic Sect, obtained the power of Asura, and attacked the Azure Cloud Sect.

If it weren't for Zhang Xiaofan, the chosen one of destiny in the original novel, being overpowered, the Ghost King would definitely have been able to destroy Qingyun and unify the world.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan truly admired the Ghost King's talent.

Moreover, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp. Tigers hunt, birds eat insects…

In all of this, who is right and who is wrong?
Ultimately, it's nothing more than the survival of the fittest.

The victor is king, the loser is an outlaw!

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs!
Looking at the laughing Ghost King, Zhang Xiaofan thought of Biyao.

Biyao lost her mother when she was young, and it was her mother who sacrificed herself to save her by cutting off her own flesh, which left her with a deep-seated trauma.

If she were to lose the Ghost King, her loving father, she would be even more heartbroken.

Even for Biyao's sake, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't let the Ghost King, his father-in-law, die.

However, the Ghost King's determination to destroy Qingyun was too strong, and there was no way to dissuade him.

This is a difficult problem.

It seems that only by making the Ghost King fail and die once will he finally realize his mistake...

By then, Zhang Xiaofan would have become an immortal, and naturally he would be able to revive the Ghost King.

However, even if the Ghost King can be revived, his cultivation must be crippled, and he must stay in Fox Ridge Mountain to live out his retirement for hundreds of years.

Ideally, after becoming an immortal, I would have a few children with Biyao, and I would also ask this old man to look after them from time to time.

After all, although the Ghost King was ruthless and heartless, he was extremely good to his family and was even willing to give his life for Biyao.

"metropolitan!"

"Deputy Sect Leader!"

At that moment, Yan Hui's voice rang out.

Zhang Xiaofan looked over and saw that Yan Hui was holding a dog leash, and the other end was tied around the neck of the monk Pukong.

The Ghost King looked at the monk Pukong, who was chained up by a dog, and smiled with satisfaction. He took a few steps forward, took the chain, looked down at the monk, and stepped on his head. His deep, cold voice rang out:
"This is just the beginning. Next, I'm going to make you wish you were dead."

After saying that, the Ghost King kicked the monk Pukong to the ground and dragged him away like a dead dog.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the monk Pukong, who was chained up like a dog and looked utterly dejected, and murmured:
"It seems that for Pu Kong, falling into the hands of the sect leader is worse than death."

Upon hearing this, Jin Ping'er smiled charmingly and said:

"Deserve it!"

"Back then, when you were severely injured and unconscious by the Heavenly Punishment Lightning, this monk Pukong even tried to break in and kill you. If it weren't for me, Xiao Hui, and Qinglong Youji, you probably would have..."

"So, this bald monk deserved it. If he had fallen into my hands, I would have torn him to pieces to avenge his desire to kill you."

Hearing this, Yan Hui, who was standing nearby, looked at Jin Ping'er's affectionate and seductive eyes as she looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and thought to himself that the vice sect leader was really something.

It hasn't been long since we last met, yet he's already won over the renowned Young Master Miao of the Holy Sect.

(End of this chapter)