This Joke is Not Funny

"Ah... this..."

The yellow-haired eunuch was stunned.

He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. The dignified young Duke of Qi existed in the middle stage of life and death, and this is the result?

I thought there would be a fight between dragons and tigers, but now, it's over before it even begins. "Can you leave now?" Li Xun's voice came.

The yellow-haired eunuch quickly calmed down the shocked expression on his face and said with a dry smile: "Of course." It didn't take long.

Under the leadership of the yellow-haired eunuch, Li Xun's Shenchu disappeared from everyone's sight.

After Li Xun left.

The entire street on both sides was completely boiling.

"Hiss—, he defeated a strong man in the middle stage of the Life and Death Realm with one punch. Is the Holy Son Xuanyang so terrifying?"

"The Nine Rebirths and Death Tribulation Talents are so terrifying!"

"This child must not be kept!"

"You're going to kill him if you have the ability? He's already in the realm of life and death. Even a strong man in the divine palace might not be able to take him down, let alone a saint behind him. Since he dares to come, he's sure to leave alive!"

When everyone was talking about it.

Beside.

In a restaurant.

The two marquises, Marquis Manghuang and Marquis Weiyuan, sat opposite each other. They had seen Li Xun's style a long time ago, and they came here specifically to take a look today.

But what they didn't expect was that after half a year of not seeing each other, Li Xun completely shocked the two of them when he made a move. "What do you think of Mang Huanghou?"

Wei Yuanhou was silent for a moment and said solemnly.

"Unfathomable!"

"Even I may not be a match for Holy Son Xuanyang."

Mang Huanghou shook his head and said with some emotion in his heart: "When the two of us first saw him at the border of Yunzhou, he was only in the middle stage of the magical power realm."

"But who would have thought that in such a short period of time, his strength would have reached this level? It's simply unbelievable!"

"What do you think, Marquis Manghuang, if the Champion Marquis fights against Holy Son Xuanyang again, what are his chances of winning?" Marquis Weiyuan asked curiously. "Less than 10%!" Mang Huanghou said in a deep voice.

"What if we include those friends of Champion Hou?"

In the past six months, the champion had spent a lot of money to deal with Li Xun and invited many strong men from the first-class forces nearby.

There are many saints, gods, and goddesses among them, and there are even a few demon clan geniuses. "Let's open it at five or five." Mang Huanghou said calmly.

In his opinion, those saints and goddesses, whose strength is not as good as that of the champion, are really facing off against Li Xun. There is no other way except to die, so they must go together to play a restraining role.

"After all, the Duke of Qi is still anxious. The champion's plan is to wait for Li Xun to get the top-grade Taoist soldiers and then intercept him halfway."

"But the young Duke of Qi is so smart that he wants to give Li Xun a show of strength here. It's his own fault that he has ended up like this." Mang Huanghou took a sip of tea and said, neither salty nor cool.

He has lived for seven or eight hundred years and has seen many twists and turns. The thoughts of the Champion Marquis cannot be hidden from an old fox like him.

After all.

The value of top-grade Taoist soldiers is obvious to all.

If placed in an ordinary sect, it would be the treasure of the sect!

Not to mention the powerful ones in the life and death realm, even the powerful ones in the divine palace realm don't have many. What's more, the weapons used by some saints are Tao weapons!

And Li Xun is about to get a top-grade Taoist soldier, who wouldn't want to snatch it up halfway? "Correct…

Mang Huanghou put down the tea cup in his hand, carefully recalled the scene just now, and said thoughtfully: "Did you pay attention to Li Xun's strength just now?"

"Isn't it the early stage of the life and death realm?"

Wei Yuanhou said casually. "Wrong!"

Pictures flashed through Mang Huanghou's mind, and he murmured: "There seems to be something wrong. I seem to have overlooked something. My intuition tells me that Li Xun's strength should be more than the early stage of the life and death realm!"

"Then Little Qi Duke, after all, has survived the sixth level of heavenly tribulation and is still in the middle stage of life and death. How can he defeat Li Xun with just one move?"

"This joke is not funny!"

Weiyuan Hou also became serious and said in a deep voice.

A quarter of an hour later.

The yellow-haired eunuch stopped in front of a mansion.

He slightly arched his hands towards Shenhu and said, "Fellow Taoist Li Xun, this is your residence today. If you need anything else, just ask your servants."

"I don't need servants."

Li Xun sat on the wooden platform and continued: "Remove them all."

"Yes."

The yellow-haired eunuch waved his hand, and immediately several people behind him walked into the mansion and brought out all the servants inside.

Wait until the servants have gone away.

The yellow-haired eunuch asked again: "Fellow Taoist Li Xun, are you satisfied now?"

"Um."

Li Xun hummed lightly and said, "I killed Fa Zhao in the past and deserved the high-grade Taoist soldiers. I wonder when the Great Chu Dynasty plans to give them to me?"

"Tomorrow evening at the latest."

The yellow-haired eunuch said, "I wonder if fellow Taoist Li Xun has any other instructions?"

"Gone."

Li Xun drove the black jade unicorn in front of him, stepped forward, and stepped into the mansion.

Watch Li Xun enter the mansion.

The yellow-haired eunuch's expression quickly darkened.

This Li Xun is too mysterious.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even show his face. He stayed in Shenhu all the time, so that he didn't even know what Li Xun's strength was.

"How about the defense of the Golden God? Let's not talk about it for the moment. In terms of isolating the prying eyes of the divine consciousness, it is absolutely foolproof. Even the divine consciousness of ordinary powerful people in the palace cannot penetrate it.

"What are you hiding?"

The yellow-haired eunuch narrowed his eyes, stared at the mansion, and then turned around and left angrily.

"To me, the Chu Dynasty is no less than a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. How can I help you?" Li Xun chuckled.

He strode out from the Golden God's Expulsion.

He stood tall and proud in the middle of the mansion and looked around. He was quite satisfied with everything here. At least there was a formation above the mansion.

This formation also has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness. Although it cannot stop a saint, it should be more than enough to stop the powerful ones in the palace realm.

He didn't expect to hide it from the entire Chu Dynasty, but it was enough to hide it from the person he wanted to hide it from. "The saints of the Great Chu Dynasty, the God-Emperor, and a group of princes must have no time to spare and come to check my cultivation, right?" Li Xun murmured to himself. "Not always!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old voice came from behind him. "Who?"

Li Xun's expression changed, he turned around and looked behind him.

Only to find an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a light blue robe, standing there with his hands behind his back. He said with a smile in his eyes, "The Holy Son of Xuanyang is well-deserved, and it is not enough to survive the calamity of life and death." In one year, we have entered the late stage of the life and death realm. If this news spreads, I am afraid no one will believe it."

"Who are you?" Li Xun frowned and said.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The old man shook his head slightly, took out a letter, and handed it to Li Xun. He said, "I am here to deliver a letter to you on the order of my young master."