All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

Seeing this, Lin Yan didn't want to make a fool of himself any longer and immediately withdrew.

"Father, this person cannot be allowed to live."

"He is too power-hungry, and his strength and background are currently uncertain."

"To remain in our demonic sect would be a scourge."

After watching Lin Yan leave, Hei Xiaohu immediately spoke his mind to his father.

He's not the kind of guy who can't tolerate other people.

They cannot tolerate anyone who can overshadow their own brilliance, especially within this demonic cult.

"No rush, this person really cannot be kept alive."

"But not now, if his strength is under control."

"It will be a handy weapon for you."

"But things are different now. This handy weapon has no hilt. Even though it is extremely sharp, it can still hurt its master."

Blackheart Tiger narrowed his eyes slightly; his plan was the same as his son's.

None of them wanted to keep Lin Yan to serve the Demonic Sect in the future.

The reason why the Demonic Sect has such great power is not because of anyone else.

It's not that he's the only one who can carry on the mantle, but that he, Black Tiger, is the only one who can do so. As long as Black Tiger is around, and as long as Black Little Tiger can inherit his mantle, that's all that matters.

In the future, the Demonic Cult will still be able to rule the world.

Any entity that could potentially threaten the father and son in the future must be eliminated.

This includes Lin Yan and the Seven Swordsmen.

"Dad, I understand."

"Let's use this for now, until I find the Qilin blood."

"I will cure my father's illness, and then I will personally eliminate this Niu Yan."

Hei Xiaohu nodded, a smile appearing on his face.

After hearing his son's words, Black Tiger patted Little Black Tiger on the shoulder with great satisfaction.

"So, you still have things to do right now."

"Go to the Third Hall and see if we can get anything out of the Ice Soul Sword's successor."

"If we can gain something from this, that would be the best."

"Even if we don't gain anything, it doesn't matter, since the Seven Swords are no longer a threat anyway."

Black Tiger nodded and assigned a task to Black Tiger as well.

This is no easy task; it's very difficult to find out the location of the Qilin from the Seven Swordsmen.

Therefore, even Blackheart Tiger did not hold out much hope.

"Father, rest assured, even if the Seven Swordsmen's mouths are locked up."

"I'm sure I'll get something out of him."

Hei Xiaohu sneered. In his opinion, there was nothing he couldn't do.

He immediately agreed and descended Black Tiger Cliff.

Watching his son leave, Black-Hearted Tiger couldn't help but sigh softly.

"He has great talent, but he is too proud and arrogant."

“If my son can get rid of this bad habit, the world will surely be his in the future.”

"In fact, the empire they conquered is even better than mine."

Black Tiger watched Black Tiger's departing figure, a look of anticipation appearing in his eyes.

He rarely showed this side of himself in front of others.

Even with Hei Xiaohu, he always chose to let him roam freely, allowing Hei Xiaohu to do whatever he wanted.

He wouldn't ask too many questions, and the reason is quite simple.

Chapter 58 The Bull Whirlwind Who Drinks and Entertains

No matter what mistakes Hei Xiaohu makes, he has his father to help him take the blame.

As the son of that ruthless tiger, what's wrong with making a few mistakes?

Even if he is arrogant, he doesn't think it's a big problem.

But at the same time, he also hopes that Hei Xiaohu can get better and better, even better than him.

This is a father's expectation for his child.

. . . . . .

Niu Xuanfeng was not in the Three Halls at this time.

Instead, they went to town to drink and have fun with courtesans.

For a gang leader, as long as he doesn't do anything too outrageous, Black-Hearted Tiger usually won't interfere.

This is also one of the advantages of being part of the Demonic Cult.

Niu Xuanfeng was actually not that bad. Before, when Zhu Wujie was still alive, he often went out to drink and carouse and even brought prostitutes back to the Four Halls.

In comparison, Niu Xuanfeng only goes once or twice a month at most.

But today was different. When Hei Xiaohu arrived at the Third Hall, he didn't see many disciples practicing.

Where is Bull Whirlwind?

"Summon Bull Whirlwind to come out and see this young master!"

Hei Xiaohu's identity was no longer a secret within the Demonic Sect.

Most people already knew that Hei Xiaohu was the young master of the Demonic Sect, so when they heard Hei Xiaohu's voice, most of the disciples of the three halls stopped.

One of them, who was in charge, knelt down in front of Hei Xiaohu.

"Reporting to the young master, the hall master is not in the hall today."

"Should we have our subordinates call the hall master back?"

The person who stepped forward to respond to Hei Xiaohu at this moment was named Niu Ying, who was previously the third-in-command of the Three Halls.

Now, he is the deputy head of the third hall.

"Not in the hall?"

"As the leader of the three halls of the Demonic Sect, if he is not in his hall at this time, where has he gone?"

Upon hearing that Niu Xuanfeng was not in the Third Hall, Hei Xiaohu immediately frowned.

Unlike his father, he was not strict in managing the disciples of the Demonic Cult.

In his view, if a hall master on duty suddenly disappears from the hall, it is a dereliction of duty.

"Reporting to the young master."

"The sect leader went to the neighboring town."

"Drinking with courtesans"

Niu Ying felt the pressure emanating from Hei Xiaohu, and a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He dared not lie because his status was too low.

Even though they are both deputy hall masters, their positions are still lower than Lin Yan's back then.

"Drinking with courtesans?"

"Hmph, as the head of the Third Hall, how could he go out drinking and carousing during his duty hours?"

"Very well, even the hall master is like this. I think the disciples of your three halls are also a disgrace to our demonic sect."

"All disciples of the three halls, when Niu Xuanfeng returns, will be flogged thirty times together!"

"Now, take me to the dungeon."

Upon hearing that Niu Xuanfeng had gone to drink and carouse, Hei Xiaohu's face immediately turned ugly.

Although they were members of the Demonic Sect, in Hei Xiaohu's eyes, rules were rules.

If even the head of a hall can do such a thing, one can only imagine how lazy the disciples of the three halls must be on a daily basis.

All the disciples of the three halls changed their expressions slightly upon hearing Hei Xiaohu's words.

Thirty might not sound like much, but it depends on who's playing.

Since all the disciples of the three halls are to be punished, it must be the Punishment Hall of the Demonic Sect that does this.

Back then, Zhu Wujie was flogged thirty times by Lin Yan and almost lost half his life.