After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 441 Different thoughts

The young girl, Ah Xiu, glanced up at the upper floor of the inn, a strange look clearly in her eyes, and said:

"You just witnessed his attack. Apart from his powerful demonic cultivation, did you see even the slightest trace of a demon in him?"

"Moreover, during the several days' journey from the town to Huangquan City, I never saw it display even the slightest trace of demonic aura, let alone a sudden outburst of demonic power."

Upon hearing this, the Fifth Elder frowned, a thoughtful expression on his face, and said:

"Upon closer reflection, the Eighth Prince of Dali does not seem to be the kind of great demon one should be. However, perhaps it is because he is still able to suppress the demonic nature within him."

"Even so, we cannot let our guard down. This person's demonic skills are the most profound I have ever seen. We must be extremely careful in everything we do when following such a person!"

The Fifth Elder had met many demonic masters in the martial world, and even had a brief encounter with the Blood River Ancestor, but none of them could compare to Li Musheng in his eyes.

The young girl, Ah Xiu, glanced at the Fifth Elder and simply nodded slightly.

In her view, if Li Musheng were to truly unleash his demonic power one day, no matter how cautious they were, they would be utterly useless in the face of overwhelming strength.

At this moment, the dwarf with two topknots spoke solemnly:

"What I'm more worried about now is that the Eighth Prince of Dali used the Soul Searching Technique on us. He may already know our secrets and the clan's plans."

Upon hearing this, the young girl Ah Xiu and the Fifth Elder exchanged a glance, but both could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Although what the dwarves said was also what they were worried about, there was nothing they could do about it. The only thing they could do for now was to wait until they reached White Emperor City to discuss the next steps.

"I just hope he's not interested in our clan's affairs."

The young girl, Ah Xiu, shook her head, offered a word of comfort to the group, and then looked at the Blood Spring Saint Lord.

The Fifth Elder and the Dwarf followed her gaze, though they were puzzled as to how the Blood Spring Saint Lord knew in advance of their intention to steal the White Tiger's Fang.

But now that the White Tiger's Fang has fallen into Li Musheng's hands, both sides have gained nothing, and the truth of the matter is no longer very important.

Blood Spring Saint Lord's expression was extremely ugly at this moment. Originally, according to his idea, if Li Musheng wanted to know about the White Tiger's Fang, he might be able to use it as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Li Musheng, and even use it to get away.

However, Li Musheng's Soul Searching Technique rendered all his plans futile. More importantly, Li Musheng could seal his cultivation at will and view his memories at will.

He, a dignified Holy Lord of the Yellow Springs Department, was like an ant that Li Musheng could easily manipulate in his eyes. This feeling of defeat and humiliation was something he could hardly accept for a while.

Rakshasa Saint King and Ghost Prison Saint King, who were standing to the side, were feeling much the same way as Blood Spring Saint King. It was something they had never imagined that the three great Saint Kings would end up in such a state.

However, at this point, they could only endure it in order to survive. Only when they reunited with the other two Holy Lords of the Yellow Springs Department in White Emperor City, with the strength of the five of them, might they have a chance to turn the tide.

Of course, for the Rakshasa Saint King at this moment, there was something more important on his mind: to kill the blind man and avenge his son.

At the same time, seemingly sensing the Rakshasa Saint King's killing intent, the blind man who was sitting cross-legged to recover from his injuries raised his pale eyes. However, he did not pay attention to the Rakshasa Saint King at this moment, but instead faced the second floor of the inn.

A subtle, unusual expression appeared on his face, which was originally covered in scars.

"The White Tiger's Fang, so what Miss Huo said was true."

The blind man slowly lowered his head. He had indeed come here to kill Young Master Jin Chuan for a pot of wine, but before Miss Huo died, she had told him a secret, a secret about the White Tiger's Fang. "This man is not someone to be trifled with. Even if I trained for another ten years, I would never be his match. Besides, he saved my life, and I owe him a debt of gratitude."

The blind man coughed softly and reached out to touch the bamboo pole that had been broken in two.

Fortunately, Li Musheng used the Soul Searching Technique on the girl Axiu and the others, but let him go. Therefore, Li Musheng is still unaware of this secret.

"It seems I also have to make a trip to Baidi City."

The blind man seemed to have made up his mind, and then his pale eyes turned to face the Rakshasa Saint King who was filled with murderous intent towards him.

Although the blind man had recovered somewhat from his injuries and was now capable of killing the Rakshasa Saint King, who had lost his martial arts cultivation, to eliminate any future troubles, he could not and dared not do so, since the other party was the person Li Musheng wanted.

……

Meanwhile, after Li Musheng returned to his room while playing with the white tiger's fang, the bald black cat followed him in.

As soon as the big black cat entered the room, it stuck to Li Musheng's side, rubbing its head against the hem of his clothes, its bright green eyes full of a desire to curry favor.

In the eyes of the big black cat, finding such a treasure from the Blood Spring Saint King was naturally a great achievement, and Li Musheng had to praise it both morally and logically.

At this moment, Li Musheng glanced at the White Tiger Fang in his hand, and then at the big black cat.

Although this cat is a bit greedy and wants everything, it is undeniable that it sometimes manages to stumble upon some good things by sheer luck.

For example, the White Tiger's Fang in front of us was plundered from the Blood Spring Saint by the big black cat.

However, what interested Li Musheng even more was the peculiar reaction between the big black cat and the white tiger's fangs.

Of course, he was not unfamiliar with this situation; a similar situation had occurred between the Black Cat and the Hidden Kill Order before.

Li Musheng's trip to Baidi City was originally intended to unravel the mystery within. In fact, he had already made a guess that there might be some connection between the big black cat and the ancient ferocious beast, the white tiger.

"Well done."

Thinking of this, Li Musheng praised the big black cat at his feet, who was looking for praise, and then reached out to pet it.

However, when he saw the black cat's bald back and its ugly, grayish appearance, he immediately withdrew his hand with a look of disgust.

"Go find Miss Cang and Miss Shen, and ask them to help you take a bath."

Li Musheng waved his hand, and the big black cat, who hadn't even reacted yet, flew out and only landed properly after flying out of the room.

The big black cat didn't get to claim credit; instead, it was kicked out and immediately let out a pitiful meow.

However, Li Musheng ignored the big black cat at this moment, and instead looked through the door and wall towards where the girl Ah Xiu and the others were downstairs, his eyes slightly narrowed:

"The remnants of the Jingjue Ancient City seem to have some background."

(End of this chapter)