The King's Game Chapter 52

The preliminaries were only two days away.

After watching the compet.i.tion for such a long time, it was time for the big shot cultivators to partic.i.p.ate in the final.

At this time, the cultivators naturally paid more attention to their greatest common enemy. In their sight, the pale and handsome spirit in ink colored robes was holding a young man, with slightly drooped eyes, looking quite peaceful.

There was no doubt that all the people who could come to the meeting had the ability. Naturally, they had seen that the young man was wearing a robe made of leading silk, and there were dozens of protective runes attached to the robe. The rest of the ornaments on his body were also valuable treasures. The minority elders of all ethnic groups had no such treatment, OK.

Thinking that Xie Yan had been sleeping for so many years, and that he had been practicing diligently for so many years, the cultivators were thinking at this time that they may not have the power to fight against him now….

However, their idea only lasted until the spirit played.

It was his turn. Xie Yan put the youth in his arms back to his side and said in a low voice, “I'll come back soon.”

When Gu Huai nodded his head, Xie Yan immediately entered the arena without paying attention to the opponent. After arriving at the platform, he raised his hand to summon the sword and held it in his hand coldly.

Xie Yan's move made all the people who knew him dumbfounded for a long time, especially Xi Huan, the demon who had fought with him nearly ten thousand years ago. At this time, he sat up straight, and his lazy posture disappeared, his eyes were like eagles staring at the situation on the high platform.

Generally speaking, the other should not use the sword easily, unless the time to express approval to the opponent, but the other side was now on the court to call out the MuYuan sword.

It was the jinxian cultivator of the demon clan who fought with Xie Yan. People thought that the cultivator of jinxian realm could have several moves under his belt, but they never thought that their idea was too naive.

The Wuyuan sword in his hand did not identify him as its master. There would be limits to the power he could exert. But for Xie Yan, it was enough.

Without using any complicated sword moves, Xie Yan stood on the spot and simply waved his sword Qi to his opponent, and did not make any extra moves.

It was impossible to avoid or block. The cultivators at the realm of Jinxian were indisputable.

However, when facing the sword Qi that made people face the abyss, the cultivator of the demon clan once again felt a sense of insignificance. It was like the heavenly tribulations when he became an immortal.

With just one sword, the outcome was clear.

“I admit defeat…” In front of the other, he claimed that the younger generation could not have done anything wrong. The demon Xiu covered the wound and bowed, defeated.

After that, Xie Yan's compet.i.tion on the court was just like this. Every match was a clean sweep to solve the opponent with only one sword.

In the last game when the opponent, no accident was the same all the way without a failure of the Lord of the demon world.

At last, Xi Huan, the demon who had always been lazy, had no playful att.i.tude at this time. He saw that the spirit was still terrifying, but Xi Huan also saw the difference between the other and the past.

“What happened to your sword?” There was no rush to start, Xi Huan opened his mouth and pointed out the problem. It seemed to him that the sword's master had been changed, but who could s.n.a.t.c.h it from the spirit?

When asked about this, Xie Yan remembered that the wedding banquet seemed to require a wide range of guests, in front of him was the Lord of the demon clan, so Xie Yan said in a cold voice: “The bride price, to the Ah Huai.”

Xi Huan, as a demon, was confused when he heard the answer. He didn't even know which point he should pay attention to first.

In front of his eyes, the spirit who had lived for tens of thousands of years with cold heart and coldness , could love who??

Ah Huai meant, Looking at the young man with black hair who was held by the spirit in front of him, Xi Huan couldn't help but look with the corner of his eyes.

It was not what he wanted to say, but an ancient spirit who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and a young man who was estimated to be less than 20 years old, he didn't want to think about it now.

“You can only use half of your ability now. Don't blame me for not winning.” Even though he knew that he probably wouldn't win, Xi Huan, the demon lord, still pointed his Chi Ming sword directly at Xie Yan and put on an air of superiority.

Whether he won or lost, Xi Huan wanted to fight the spirit. He wanted to fight against spirit who had defeated him.

In the world, they could watch two powerful people fight. The cultivators who were watching the battle had fixed their eyes on this platform, and were afraid to miss any key scene.

Xi Huan, the demon clan leader, was the most powerful man who was close to the sage realm.

Under the condition of Xie Yan's limited ability, he was no longer defeated by only one move, but it was still very difficult to resist the other's sword movement, he had to do his best to resist each move.

Even if he did his best to resist, it was amazing in the eyes of the public. If it were them, they knew that they couldn't take Xie Yan's move, let alone Xi Huan's ten moves.

At first, he was also worried about whether Xie Yan would have any problems when he let his sword recognize that he was the Lord. When he saw the final scene, Gu Huai was relieved.

The battle of the great powers could benefit those who watched it. They were also looking at the compet.i.tion carefully. Gu Huai felt that he had the potential to break through. The urge to break through was overwhelming and could not be held back. Gu Huai had to follow the local meditation practice.

Fairyland –

He didn't know how much time had pa.s.sed.

When he opened his eyes, Gu Huai found that the scene around him had changed, and he was being held by Xie Yan.

“Chirp.” Pecking the lips of the young man in his arms, Xie Yan continued to hold him.

“The bride price is almost ready.” Xie Yan said this sentence with serious expression.

His black eyes reflected the figure of the youth.

During the youth's advancement stage, there were a lot of spirit guards. Xie Yan had won the compet.i.tion, and entered after the secret place had opened.

The opening of the secret place was time specific. Once every three thousand years, only one person was allowed to enter when it was opened, so there was the establishment of the conference. There were also restrictions on the opening hours, which automatically closed after the winner entered.

It was not the first time he entered this secret place, but Xie Yan stayed in it for a while longer than that time nearly ten thousand years ago when he found a Vientiane ring and went out. He spread his spiritual power and moved all kinds of materials and earth treasures hidden in the secret place back to his s.p.a.ce. All the magic weapons and divine weapons did not fall behind. Except for those with poor quality, they were all out into the s.p.a.ce one by one.

Looking at the handsome and coldblooded spirit coming out of the secret place of Wenyuan, many cultivators deliberately waited outside to see if they could see what treasure he had found.

It turned out that the other was not different when he went in and when he came out. He watched Xie Yan leave. All the cultivators didn't know at this time. The other side almost emptied the secret place they were thinking about.

“Well, when are you going to propose?” It was something that he was promised. After Gu Huai coughed shyly, he also asked him seriously.

Xie Yan narrowed his beautiful eyes, and continued to say seriously, “I'll wait a few days after I go back to the spirit clan.”

In recent days, he would go to some secret places to see if there was anything to take.

Now, the amount of betrothal gifts had almost filled his two s.p.a.ces.

“When we marry, Ah Huai will wear the kind of clothes as the last time?” Still thinking about it, Xie Yan lowered his head to rub the young man's cheek lightly. He looked very good in that dress. He liked it very much.

“…” Gu Huai paused for a moment and didn't answer immediately.

That kind of clothes referred to the bride's clothes. What was wrong with that??

“Chirp?” There was no response. Xie Yan rubbed again.

What he saw in the eyes of the spirit holding him was pure seriousness and love. Gu Huai knew that Xie Yan didn't know the difference between the bride's clothes and the bridegroom's clothes. He just thought that he looked good before, so he said he liked it.

“Um… I will wear it. ” After being lightly rubbed on his cheek, Gu Huai nodded to respond to his expectations.

He was satisfied with the answer. Xie Yan raised his hand to his head and lowered his eyebrows slightly. “ChuChu likes Ah Huai.”

The boy occasionally used this name to call him. He had a vague sense of familiarity with the name. Xie Yan easily accepted it.

The words and sentences were clear. Xie Yan's deep and pleasant voice, though cold in texture, was exactly what Gu Huai liked.

He touched the top of the spirit's hair in front, and Gu Huai said this sentence in a rather light voice, bending his eyes slightly at the same time.

“Exactly the same words you said before.”

In his impression, he didn't say the same words, but Xie Yan didn't contradict the words of the young man in my arms. He just lowered his head when he was touched by the young man. His posture was obedient, ” I like Ah Huai, and I will say it to him many times.”

The Lord and the little master got on well with each other. All the surrounding spirits had quietly accepted the fact that their little master would marry their Lord.

If the young master's fiancé changed to someone else, then that person would surely be ‘cared' for by the whole spirit was, but the person was their Lord.

At the end of the meeting, the cultivators who came to qiaozhou were also ready to leave. When Gu Huai led the group of spirits to the boundary wall, a demon stopped them.

It was Xi Huan.

“You have another fight with me.” Either to cause trouble, or after such a hearty fight, the Lord of the demon clan felt a little bit reluctant at this time.

Instead of ignoring the other directly, Xie Yan stated coldly, “one hundred thousand spirit stones.”

Xi Huan, the demon who was still remembering the battle, choked for a long time and said, “you lost money?”

100,000 Lingshi was not a small number, but as a great demon, Xi Huan could still get it. If the other really wanted to stop him, he would have directly mentioned a sky high price.

Xi Huan now questioned whether the other even cares about money.

“Other equivalent things are OK. You can come to the spirit clan to find me later.” Xie Yan glanced at him lightly. Anyway, they were all for Ah Huai.

This result was quite good, without any more entanglement, Xi Huan bowed his head.

After returning to the spirit clan, Xie Yan emerge went out for a few days without accompanying him. When he came back, Xie Yan came to the young man with the bride price he had prepared, as he said.

Xie Yan originally wanted to pour out the treasure in the mustard seed s.p.a.ce, but he was afraid that it would flood the palace. So now, a group of spirits had packed the treasure boxes for him and moved them to the mountain one after another.

At this time, if there were foreign cultivators present, no matter how excellent psychological quality they had, they would not help but blush when they saw this scene. At present, this was huge treasure house, but it didn't belong to them .

In addition to these treasures, Xie Yan also weaved a wreath to refine it into a Fairy Spirit artifact.

After putting the wreath on Gu Huai's left wrist, Xie Yan took up the young man's hand and lowered his head to peck his fingertips.

Ah Huai was marrying him.

Translator's Note:

Yay ?, three chapters left for this arc.