Chapter 608: The Oppressive Power of the Wushen Cult Leader

"In that case, please invite the Wushen Cult member in!" Pei Xuanjing said with a smile.

He also understood Wu Shijiu's meaning, and knew that this matter needed to be discussed between himself and the Wushen Cult leader to really count, otherwise no matter how much Wu Shijiu said, it would be useless.

"Please wait for a moment, State Master." Wu Shijiu nodded, and then slowly left the yard.

Pei Xuanjing nodded without saying much.

For Pei Xuanjing, even though he had completely established his majesty by suppressing the Taixu Venerable and gained enough voice, he also knew that there were always people outside the heaven and earth, and he did not dare to say that he was invincible.

Moreover, although there were not many powerful people in the ninth level of the spiritual realm in the world, there were not a few. He had already spent a lot of energy suppressing the Taixu Venerable. Now the other party suppressed it in the small world he opened up. Although it provided nourishment to the small world, it also restrained the power of the small world, temporarily limiting his strength.

He also knew that if it was not necessary, he did not need to deliberately create too many enemies. After all, what he wanted to pursue was the immortal way, not the unification of the world.

Just like the establishment of the Ming Dynasty before, as long as he could obtain the benefits he needed and achieve his goals, he could completely let go of some of the benefits and choose to cooperate with those people to achieve a win-win situation.

This time, too, after the recovery of the world, Pei Xuanjing knew very well that the benefits of the world were not monopolized by him alone, and he could not occupy them all, so he had already made preparations to share some of them.

However, even if he was prepared to give up the benefits, there were completely different ways to give up the benefits. Whether he gave them up on his own initiative or was forced to take them away by others, it was completely different.

Now that he had proved his strength and made those strong men realize that he was qualified to protect everything now, when Pei Xuanjing made another compromise, the result would be completely different.

He did not wait for long. After just a moment, Wu Shijiu led a cultivator into the courtyard where Pei Xuanjing was.

This cultivator was the young cultivator who had received the order from the leader of the Wushen Cult in the Tianhuang Realm.

After arriving in the ancestral land, the other party chose to retreat for a period of time in the Wushen Cult's residence in the ancestral land because he was temporarily rejected and suppressed by the ancestral land, and then entered Tiandu to find Wu Shijiu to convey the order of the Wushen Cult leader.

However, he never thought that such a change would happen in the ancestral land during his short retreat. Pei Xuanjing once again showed his divine power, not only opening up the small world, but also suppressing the ninth-level spiritual realm powerhouse Taixu Venerable.

This was almost shocking and unbelievable to the Wushen Cult cultivator in front of him. You know, they have a long life, and many things in the Tianhuang Realm are calculated in dozens or hundreds of years.

But in such a short period of time, Pei Xuanjing did such a shocking thing again, which shocked him. If it weren't for the Wushen Cult leader who sent down his spirit and gave the order personally, he wouldn't dare to believe it.

"When you meet the national teacher later, what should you say and what should you do? I don't think you need me to teach you, right?" Wu Shijiu said to the cultivator beside him.

Born in the Wushen Sect, he knew the thoughts of these younger generations too well. They all looked taciturn, but in fact they were all proud to the sky.

If the other party was too arrogant in front of Pei Xuanjing, then not only would the other party be in trouble, but he would also be implicated.

"Nineteen, are you so worried?" The young cultivator said to Wu Shijiu with a hint of amusement.

Wow!

Hearing this hoarse voice, Wu Shijiu, who had originally looked indifferent, suddenly had his hair stand on end. With deep shock in his eyes, he stared at the other party, ready to attack at any time, and said coldly: "Master, when did you come!"

That's right, the person who spoke at this moment was not the previous cultivator, but the Wushen Sect Master who had descended to the spirit.

All the memories of the Witch God Cult Master instantly appeared in Wu Shijiu's mind. He instinctively took precautions. Even if it was only the Witch God Cult Master's spirit that descended at this moment, he did not dare to take it lightly.

The Witch God Cult's methods were extraordinary. Many of their magical skills were more like strange curses from ancient times. Once they were touched, they could not be expelled at all.

It was precisely because of his incomparable familiarity with these things that Wu Shijiu was very horrified. If he knew that the other party was the spirit of the Witch God Cult and had descended, he would never allow the other party to get so close to him.

"Little Nineteen, don't be afraid. If I wanted to kill you, why would I wait until now?" The cultivator, or the spirit of the Witch God Cult Master, smiled and said hoarsely.

Wu Shijiu, a powerful cultivator in the eighth level of the spiritual realm, was considered a first-class strongman even in the world, but in the mouth of the Witch God Cult Master, he could only be regarded as a junior.

But it is true. Ever since Wu Shijiu joined the Wushen Cult, the Wushen Cult leader has been the leader for countless years. No one knows how old he is, and no one knows how strong he is. It's just that everyone knows that he is an old antique. Even many of the strongest people who are at the ninth level of the spiritual realm are very afraid of this old monster.

His smile seemed to want to appease Wu Shijiu, but it not only had no effect, but also seemed to have the opposite effect. However, his words not only failed to calm Wu Shijiu, but seeing the stiff smile on his face, Wu Shijiu instinctively stepped back a few steps, as if only in this way could he feel away from danger.

"Master, your smile is ugly." Although Wu Shijiu was horrified in his heart, he did not show weakness and mocked.

Although he was able to escape from the Wushen Sect and escaped from the pursuit of the strongest person in the ninth heaven of the Spirit Realm, it was a feat even for countless cultivators. But Wu Shijiu knew that he was really lucky, because the person who was chasing him was not the Wushen Sect Master, but another strongest person in the sect.

Wu Shijiu was very afraid of this Wushen Sect Master. He knew very well that even among the strongest people who stood at the top of the world, they had extremely clear levels. There was no doubt that the Wushen Sect Master was the top existence among the many ninth heaven strongest people in the Spirit Realm in terms of strength and qualifications.

"Since the leader has arrived, why don't you come in and have a chat."

A gentle voice was like a spring breeze, dispersing the awkward atmosphere between the two and making Wu Shijiu calm down a little.

He knew that since Pei Xuanjing had spoken, it meant that the other party had noticed what was happening here and was willing to take care of him.