Chapter 1241 Rejection

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Feeling Ling Xian's indifferent gaze, the two of them only felt cold all over, and at the same time, their hearts were also bitter.

As Ling Xian said, with him around, it is impossible for them to break through the Wangtu tribe. The only way is to retreat.

Although if they join the men together, they will definitely be able to suppress Ling Xian, but don't forget that there are three late Rongdao powerhouses in the Wangtu tribe. Not to mention that they are united, the hope of self-protection is very slim.

As a result, the two are naturally bitter.

The same goes for everyone in the coalition.

All eyes converged on Ling Xian, with awe, resentment, and helplessness.

In this battle, Ling Xian did not turn the tables by himself, but he was the key point. Without him, the coalition will win, but with him, the coalition will lose its chance of victory.

As a result, everyone was naturally bitter and lamented where such a monster came from.

And the people of the Wangtu tribe, without exception, are grateful and joyful.

Originally, they all thought that the tribe would definitely be breached, but they did not expect to turn around and escape from death.

The situation is already very clear. With Ling Xian around, it is impossible for the coalition to win. Even if he wanted to, he could leave everyone behind.

As a result, the monks of the Wangtu tribe were naturally overjoyed.

"Forget it, I'll wait to admit it."

The two of them sighed in unison, expressing resignation and retreating.

This made the man's lungs burst with anger, and he did not expect that even the two most solid allies would leave him.

"They got it, how about you?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly, turned his eyes to the man covered in blood, and said, "The situation is over, do you still have to resist? No, it should be said to be courting death."

Hearing this, the man suddenly smiled miserably.

Ling Xian is right, the general trend is no longer on his side. If he doesn't retreat, he can't even be called stubborn resistance, it's just courting death.

"Forget it, it is a gift for you to save my life." The man smiled miserably, and slowly spit out a sentence full of unwillingness, but helpless.

"I retreat."

The voice fell,

All the coalition forces were silent, but the Wangtu tribe erupted in cheers.

Everyone's faces were full of joy and excitement. After that, they all looked at Ling Xian in unison, except for gratitude and respect.

Even the three powerhouses in the late Rong Dao stage had a bit of respect.

"The right decision."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. He only acted to be kind to the Wangtu tribe, so that he could get the place in the ancestral land of Pangu, and he had no hatred with the coalition forces.

Therefore, he only intends to scare off the coalition forces, not to see blood.

"let's go."

The man smiled bitterly, struggled to stand up from the ground, and then led the coalition away.

This made the monks of the Wangtu tribe completely relieved, and looked at Ling Xian with more gratitude and respect.

"Dare to be your name Gao?"

The three old men flew in front of Ling Xian, and they all bowed their hands politely, not daring to neglect.

"Ling Xian."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "I don't know who you are..."

"I am the current chief elder of the Wangtu tribe, this is the second elder, this is the third elder." The white-robed old man pointed to the other two black-clothed old men and briefly introduced them.

"The current elder one..."

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, knowing what the old man meant, after the decline of the Wangtu tribe. If nothing else, these three people are the current rulers of the Wangtu tribe.

"On behalf of the Wangtu tribe, I would like to express my thanks to fellow Daoists. Thank you for your righteous action to save my Wangtu tribe." The Great Elder sincerely thanked him, bowed deeply to Ling Xian, and made a strange move.

Seeing this, the same is true for all the people of the Wangtu tribe.

Ling Xian had seen this action, and knew that it was the highest etiquette of the Wu clan to express respect, and it would not appear easily.

So he laughed.

This etiquette means that the Wangtu tribe respects him very much, and it helps him get the spot, which naturally makes him happy.

"Elder, you are very polite. It's a job to raise your hand." Ling Xian waved his hand with a smile.

"Your effort is a blessing to our Wangtu tribe."

The first elder smiled and said tentatively, "I don't know if you can go anywhere, or if there is something going on?"

"My business is to get the quota of Pangu Ancestral Land."

Ling Xian smiled secretly, knowing that the Great Elder planned to invite him into the tribe, and this was exactly what he wanted.

At the moment, he smiled faintly: "I traveled to the Wushen Realm, and I have nothing to do and nowhere to go."

Hearing this, the first elder's smile became more intense, as did the other two elders.

Although the coalition forces have retreated, this is because of Ling Xian's presence. Once he leaves, the coalition forces are bound to make a comeback. At that time, the Wangtu tribe will still be in crisis.

Therefore, the Great Elder planned to invite Ling Xian into the tribe to deter him. Now, hearing him say that he has nowhere to go, he is naturally quite happy.

"Haha, then I don't know if Youke would like to live in my Wangtu tribe? So that I can do what I want as a landlord." The elder said with a hearty smile.

"Then I'll be bothered."

Ling Xian raised the corners of his mouth. The purpose of his trip was to enter the Wangtu tribe and find a chance to get a place. Naturally, there is no reason to refuse.

Hearing that he agreed, the first elder was overjoyed and said, "Friend Daoist is joking, you are willing to live in our king soil tribe, that's my king soil tribe's honor, why bother to talk about it?"

Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

He knew very well that the old man invited him to stay there for two reasons, one was to express his gratitude, and the other was to deter those tribes.

Moreover, the latter accounts for more than the former.

In this regard, Ling Xian was reluctant to point it out. Anyway, the old man's move was exactly what he wanted.

"Haha, please." The old man stretched out his right hand, signaling Ling Xian to come in.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was not polite and entered the city.

Then, the first elder arranged a place for him, and then left.

In this regard, Ling Xian did not stop him. Although he really wanted to quickly resolve the issue of the quota, but after the war, there were a lot of things to deal with, and he was naturally not good at nominating the quota.

Therefore, he stayed in the Wangtu tribe and waited patiently.

After three days, the post-war matters have been dealt with, and the first elder also appeared in front of Ling Xian with the other two elders.

"Sorry, there are too many things, please forgive me for the negligence." The first elder cupped his hands.

The other two old people can also clasp their fists.

"It's okay."

Ling Xian waved his hand, not intending to wait any longer. At the moment, he smiled lightly: "I just have something to look for you."

"Oh?"

The first elder was stunned for a moment, and said, "Fellow Daoist, please speak."

"Pangu Ancestral Land, Great Elder knows." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"Of course I know."

The first elder frowned, took a deep look at Ling Xian, and said, "Daoist friend, are you here for the quota?"

"good."

Ling Xian admitted frankly and said straight to the point: "I want a quota, the first elder will make the conditions."

"This... Please forgive me for being powerless."

The first elder showed hesitation and sighed: "The quota has already been set, and according to the rules, it cannot be changed."

Hearing this, Ling Xian immediately frowned, but he didn't expect this person to even open the conditions, so he rejected him.