Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Chapter 800: Chapter 800: White-faced Hua Yu_1

To be honest, this Yu Xuan Yue really does resemble Ling Xiao.

Or rather, he resembles Yu Xuan Yue.

Just what is going on here?

He didn’t quite understand.

No, no, no, that’s impossible.

Ling Xiao shook his head and revealed a bitter smile.

As the two of them walked past these sculptures, they arrived at a very lavishly decorated corridor, where Yun Ya smiled and said, ”Only you and a few other young elites were invited by the Sacred Emperor, I am not among them, so I can only part ways with you here.”

After saying that, she gracefully left.

Ling Xiao looked ahead at the Imperial Palace and indeed felt a number of familiar presences within the palace. These presences seemed to be the opponents he’d met in today’s Martial Arts Festival finals.

It seemed that the Sacred Emperor hadn’t invited just him alone but many people, so there wasn’t too much to worry about.

He was already at the entrance of the Imperial Palace, with one foot almost stepping inside, but at that moment, a figure aggressively bumped into him, trying to shove him aside.

Ling Xiao was not someone to be trifled with, and naturally, there was no possibility he would step aside for someone who was not playing fair by bumping into him.

The person bumped into him and discovered that he couldn’t push Ling Xiao aside, which made him mad. Pointing at Ling Xiao’s nose, he cursed, ”Get lost! You dare to block this young master’s path; are you seeking death?”

Ling Xiao frowned.

He had encountered arrogant and domineering people before, but it was the first time he had met someone in the Imperial Palace who had done wrong and yet came to accuse him.

He turned to look at the person.

The man was indeed handsome, with a face as fair as a woman’s and wearing clothes made of fabric that was clearly of very high quality, something ordinary people couldn’t afford.

Right now, this person was glaring at him as if he was a proud cockerel, his eyes filled with loathing.

Ling Xiao did not recognize this person because he wasn’t one of the competitors in the Martial Arts Festival finals.

”Idiot!”

Ling Xiao didn’t bother arguing with such an idiot. After all, this was the Imperial Palace, and he didn’t want to stir up trouble over such a trivial matter. So, he lifted his foot again and headed into the Imperial Palace, treating that idiot as if he were thin air.

”Bastard, I told you to scram! Are you deaf?” the handsome young man erupted with fury.

In this Imperial Palace, even the Holy Son would show him some courtesy upon seeing him. Who was this person in front of him who dared to ignore him?

He had come today in response to an imperial edict to reward those ’Heavenly Prides’ of the Martial Arts Festival finals. How dare this arrogant fool not make way for him?

This was not only an act of contempt towards him but also towards the Sacred Emperor no less.

The young man not only shouted at Ling Xiao but even made a move on him.

Hid pale hand suddenly transformed into an eagle claw and grabbed toward Ling Xiao’s shoulder blade, the fingertips brimming with terrifying Heavenly Origin Power.

Unexpectedly, this young man who appeared to have the delicate looks of a pretty boy, was also a Heavenly Pulse Warrior.

However,

Ling Xiao merely turned and glanced at him, his eyes revealing a cold Slaughter Sword Intent that made the young man retreat several steps before he could stabilize himself.

How frightening, to be so terrifying with mere intent. Who exactly was this man?

The young man looked at Ling Xiao in terror, his body trembling slightly.

At this moment, Ling Xiao, standing there, was like a Demon Sword ever ready to unsheathe and Drink Blood, and the young man did not dare to provoke this Demon Sword.

”You owe your life to the fact that this is the Imperial Palace. If this were outside in the martial world, treating someone stronger than you like that, you would only have one path: death! In the future, before you act, take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror to see what you really are!”

Ling Xiao gave a cold shout and turned to enter the Imperial Palace.

The youth was initially stunned on the spot and only after a long while did he snap back to his senses.

”He actually dares to lecture me? Judging by his age, he doesn’t seem older than me, yet he dares to speak to me like that? Even my father wouldn’t dare to scold me so!”

The youth’s expression became incredibly ferocious and ugly.

As the favored child by the Sacred Emperor’s side, he had never suffered such humiliation.

”Bastard, what is your name!”

The youth, bellowing, also rushed into the Imperial Palace.

By this time, Ling Xiao had completely treated the ignorant youth as if he were air, indeed restraining himself; killing someone in the Imperial Palace was clearly not good, and even injuring someone was frown upon, so he did not want to make trouble.

He was not impulsive, on the contrary, he had a great sense of the bigger picture.

Within the Imperial Palace, magnificent and splendid, Ling Xiao had never seen such a luxurious place, truly a sight where gold made the seats and jade the beds.

Even the cups and jugs used for drinking tea and wine were made from Premium Spirit Stones, simply works of art.

In the center of the grand hall, several thinly-dressed women were dancing with enchanting grace, each frown and smile exuding beauty.

Many had arrived earlier than Ling Xiao, and aside from Lan Yu’er, who did not come due to her confinement for healing, the rest of the Twenty Heavenly Prides were already present.

Jian Wuji’s Half-Puppet Body was obviously modified, stronger than it had been during the day, with a higher content of technology.

Ling Xiao did not look at him, but the hateful gaze in Jian Wuji’s eyes seemed to wish it could tear Ling Xiao into pieces.

The commotion outside had already alarmed those inside the grand hall, who were originally planning to send someone to check, but did not expect Ling Xiao to have already entered.

Seeing Ling Xiao, some people wore a smile, others remained indifferent, while some showed a hint of mockery, and naturally, there were those who expressed hatred.

”Greetings, Your Majesty the Sacred Emperor!”

Ling Xiao bowed in salute.

”Hmph, you see the Emperor and yet you do not kneel?”

Mo Wu Shang said coldly from his seat.

”It has long been established in the Sacred Dynasty, that Martial Artists ranked among the Heavenly Prides need not kneel when they see the Sacred Emperor. Could it be that your knees have softened, Mo Wu Shang, that you must kneel to others?”

Ling Xiao responded indifferently.

”Alright, alright, let’s not quibble over such a trivial matter. Ling Xiao, come over here and sit beside me,”

The Sacred Emperor was in a good mood, smiling at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was puzzled as to why the Sacred Emperor was so courteous to him today, could it really be because of his outstanding performance in the finals of the Martial Arts festival?

Shaking his head, unable to figure it out, he decided not to think about it. He wasn’t shy; since there were still two seats empty beside the Sacred Emperor, sitting down was not inappropriate.

However, just at that moment, the youth earlier intimidated by Ling Xiao charged in, ablaze with rage, hurling his fierce aura straight at Ling Xiao.

In front of the Sacred Emperor and the Twenty Heavenly Prides, he did not hold back at all, which showed that his status must not be low.

Among the crowd, a few took pleasure in the disaster.

Ling Xiao actually dared to offend that person, truly having the audacity of bears and leopards, even the Holy Sons would be polite to him.

”Seeking death!”

After being provoked over and over again, Ling Xiao could no longer tolerate it.

Suddenly stretching out his hand, a Sword Intent condensed at his fingertips.

”Ling Xiao, please show mercy.”

Just then, the voice of the Sacred Emperor rang out, ”Hua Yu, you also hold back. Ling Xiao is a guest invited by me, and you mustn’t be rude!”

On the surface, he did not favor anyone, but in reality, that one remark seemed to have saved Hua Yu’s life; if Ling Xiao’s Sword Intent had shot out, Hua Yu would have doubtlessly died.