Chapter 58 Buddha delivers Yuanren

The first bird to stick its head out gets shot; Buddha will save the wise!
Qin Xiao dared to guarantee that there were definitely more than just these two people who had doubts about his strength.

In other words, these two guys came up to test him, and the others acquiesced to it.

Understanding is certainly understandable.

Demonstrations are definitely necessary.

Anyway, it's just a light beating, at most it'll just be some superficial injuries, no one will die.

"Enough, absolutely enough."

"Mr. Qin is young and promising, and his fighting power is amazing!"

"We are old. We are really old."

The rest of the super-class mages spoke up one after another to resolve the current somewhat awkward situation.

"Mr. Qin, may I ask what guidance you have for the future situation of the ancient capital?"

Han Ji changed the subject.

"How dare I be a guide?"

Qin Xiao shook his head.

"In that case, let's officially start the discussion."

A serious look appeared on Han Ji's face.

"The fighting power of the Ghostly Tyrant is roughly that of a small monarch, and it is expected that seven super-class mages will be deployed."

Zhu Meng was interrupted by Qin Xiao before he could finish his words.

"Leave this guy to me. I should be able to handle it alone."

Glancing at everyone, Qin Xiao continued, "The Ghost Yue Tyrant likes to come out and cause trouble at night. You guys scout the enemy. If nothing unexpected happens, I will do it tonight."

"Okay, what about the Lord of the Underworld?"

Han Ji's eyes fell on the chief of the imperial guards and asked, "Lu Huan, how many people do you need to kill the Lord of the Underworld?"

"Leave this to me, and also the corpse of the mountain. You can save your fighting power to fight the other dead kings."

Qin Xiao waved his hand and said without hesitation.

"How confident are you? The Mountain Corpse is a spirit from the same era as the Totem Black Snake. Its combat power is far from comparable to that of the Ghostly Tyrant."

Han Ji said seriously.

Although he knew that Qin Xiao was very powerful, it might be difficult for him to kill the Lord of the Underworld alone.

The corpse on the mountain is even more troublesome.

Even Han Ji and others did not dare to underestimate this old corpse that had survived in the mountain village for thousands of years.

"I am absolutely sure. If you are worried, you can just stand aside and let me be the main attacker!"

Qin Xiao smiled slightly and said with extraordinary confidence.

"That's fine. The other five dead kings are not that powerful. We should be able to handle them."

Han Ji nodded, and then continued: "Then the next step is deployment. Mr. Lu will be responsible for dealing with the Nine Nether Dew. We can also start closing in on the Black Cult Trolls in the ancient capital."

Han Ji explained everything very clearly, except for one thing.

"Where's Sha Yuan? Haven't you figured out how to deal with Sha Yuan's problem?"

Qin Xiao looked at Han Ji and asked bluntly.

"According to the intelligence we have obtained, Shayuan is not an absolute place of death."

"We have prepared two plans for this."

Han Ji frowned and pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Oh? Which two options?"

Qin Xiao narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

He wanted to see what tricks Han Ji could come up with.

"First, we can confirm that Shayuan is the tomb of the ancient king. He created this place of death more than 2,000 years ago. He sleeps there forever and no one dares to disturb it."

"No one, including the most powerful wizard, can set foot in his mausoleum. However, there is a group of people that Sha Yuan will not refuse. They are the people of Wei Ju Village." "To be precise, Sha Yuan will not refuse the descendants of the ancient king from entering the ancient king's mausoleum!"

Han Ji said calmly, "We rescued some people from the Dangerous Village from the Black Cult T's people, and also selected a few young people who were willing to enter the Shayuan."

"This is a good idea, what about the second option?"

Qin Xiao continued to ask.

"We spent a lot of money to set up a space teleportation formation in the inner city."

"However, this formation consumes too many resources, so we should try not to activate it if possible."

Han Ji took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"Yes, yes, very detailed. We should be able to survive this ancient capital crisis safely."

Qin Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

According to what Wu Jingping said, Mu Ningxue and Qin Xiao found the street occupied by the people of Bo City.

The street is not long, it is a crossroad between two main roads, and magical items are sold on this crossroad.

Mu Ningxue was studying in the Imperial Capital Academy, where most of the students were mid-level magicians, and their social status was not low.

In fact, there are still many wizards and people at the bottom of society who are struggling and running small businesses related to magic.

They sell magic tool materials, resell magic stones, and purchase certain usable parts of monsters...

This Huili Street is like this, selling very small pieces of magic items, with prices generally ranging from 500 to 1 yuan.

Because the value of many second-hand magic tools and materials is difficult to estimate.

This kind of street is like an antique street or a magic nine-yuan store. Many cash-strapped wizards come here to shop.

As long as they can get some good stuff, it will greatly improve their strength.

Mu Ningxue didn't expect to see everyone, she just wanted to see Mu Bai.

After all, Mu Bai could be considered her cousin.

After walking through several stores, Mu Ningxue discovered that most of the store clerks and owners were from Bo City.

There's no way, their southern accent is so strong that you can tell it by just listening.

However, these people seem to have a pretty good life and have smiles on their faces.

"Let me go, what kind of goods did you buy here? It's all a pile of rubbish, and it cost one hundred thousand oceans. Money is not money!!"

A slightly hoarse voice echoed in the store, and the voice was really not very pleasant.

However, this voice sounded familiar to Mu Ningxue.

At first glance, I saw that the boss was a dull man with a dark face, small eyes and a flat nose.

"Zhao Kunsan!"

A hint of a smile appeared on Mu Ningxue's face.

Zhao Kunsan looked in the direction of the voice, and immediately his expression changed.

Surprise and excitement appeared on his face, and even his tone of voice became much higher.

"Miss, why are you here?"

Zhao Kunsan stared with those little eyes, unable to recover for a long time.

Mu Ningxue?
How could it be Mu Ningxue?

Although Mu Ningxue was far away in the Imperial Capital Academy, she would still come back once or twice every year during the holidays, and Zhao Kunsan could still see her occasionally.

But ever since the Bo City disaster, he hadn't seen not only Mu Ningxue, but also Mo Fan and Xu Zhaoting again.

"Long time no see, you seem to be doing well."

Mu Ningxue smiled slightly, walked towards Zhao Kunsan, and asked casually: "Do you know where Mu Bai is?"

"Mu Bai is either practicing or in the teahouse opened by his uncle. I'll give him a call and ask."

Zhao Kunsan reacted immediately, took out his cell phone and dialed the number in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)