Outside Of Time



"Greetings, upper race!"

His mind was in a mess. This was like a dream.

When Qing Qiu, who was behind Xu Qing, saw this scene, her mind buzzed. At the same time, she also felt intense killing intent in her heart. She understood that this Black Heaven Race member in front of her had an extremely high status.

'If I kill him…' Qing Qiu lowered her head and hid the killing intent in her heart.

As everyone's hearts fluctuated, Xu Qing walked forward. He stepped on the Black Heaven Statue in front of him step by step and stood above its head. He then sat down and calmly spoke.

"Your guess is correct. I'm indeed pretending."

As his voice rang out, the surrounding people lowered their heads one after another.

"I'm pretending to be an ordinary member of the Black Heaven Race."

After he finished speaking, the Fourth Heavenly Palace in his body shook; the Black Heaven Statue under him stood up and emitted a shocking pressure in all directions. As the black light spread out, wind and clouds surged, changing the color of the sky.

The captain moved forward and stepped on it as well, standing on the top of the statue behind Xu Qing, looking down at the ground disdainfully.

The Black Heaven Statue rose into the air and looked down domineeringly.

The figures of Xu Qing and the captain above its head were blurry, as though they had fused into the night sky under the canopy of the sky, emitting a mysterious aura.

On the ground, all the cultivators of the Holy Wave Race were shocked. The king had a hesitant expression, but he understood that he had to bow again.

"Greetings, Divine Son!"

After that, all the Holy Wave Race members bowed in unison.

At this moment, the prince's eyes revealed fanaticism and his voice was the loudest.

He was from the Holy Wave Race, and this race was once a human race. Hence, there was also human nature in this prince. It was human nature to be more determined than normal when it came to the conviction gained after questioning.

Under the worship of the Holy Wave Race, Xu Qing and the captain didn't leave. They were invited by the king to enter the Zenith Nation. They didn't need to explain their thoughts to the Zenith Nation and the Zenith Nation didn't dare to ask.

However, when they entered the city, the captain asked about the True Immortal Ten Guts and learned that there were still nine days before the Dao fruits bloomed.

Xu Qing and the captain entered the palace of the Zenith Nation. As for the Black Heaven Statue, it floated above the palace and guarded the surroundings.

As for Qing Qiu, the captain had requested for her to change into the uniform of a maid and become a female servant during this period of time.

Qing Qiu could only agree with gritted teeth.

The news of the arrival of the Black Heaven Race's divine son was impossible to hide, as its implication was too great. Very soon, all the 36 cities heard about it. All of them were shocked and inevitably had some doubts.

Three days passed.

During these three days, Xu Qing's main focus was on studying the Black Heaven Statue. Also, the captain asked him about the matter of the statue kneeling.

When the two of them had communicated on the way, Xu Qing didn't mention the Purple Moon, and only mentioned the aura of the Red Moon.

"I also have the aura of the Red Moon. That's not right. Why didn't that thing kneel down to me? It even said that my faith is mixed and my bloodline is chaotic. It's just speaking nonsense." The captain was a little unhappy.

Xu Qing thought about it and told him about the concealment talisman that Fairy Zi Xuan had drawn on him.

The captain had an envious expression and let out a long sigh. He couldn't help but take out a peach and eat it.

Qing Qiu couldn't hear their voice transmissions, but when she saw the captain eating the peach, she was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to observe carefully, the captain's peach disappeared and he looked outside the hall with a solemn expression.

Outside the hall, the king brought his son to visit and respectfully invited them.

"Lord Divine Son, the 36 cities earnestly request to hold a banquet for you."

"Lord Divine Son isn't interested in this!" In the hall, the captain spoke for Xu Qing.

The king lowered his head when he heard this. One couldn't see the change in his expression as he continued to speak respectfully.contemporary romance

"I was rash. I'll inform the other cities immediately. In addition, the state preceptor of our Zenith Nation has also returned and requests to see the Lord."

"Not seeing!" The captain continued.

The king continued to keep his head lowered. After standing there for a long time, he spoke again.

"My son, Muye, has offended the lord. I have already severely punished him. Does the Lord have any other instructions?"

The captain narrowed his eyes. He could hear other meanings in these words and looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing was calm. He looked at the prince who was kneeling beside the king.

"Muye? You once said that you yearned to be bestowed with the blessing of the Black Heaven."

As soon as Xu Qing finished speaking, the Holy Wave Race youth immediately lifted his head. His eyes revealed fanaticism as he kowtowed heavily.

The King of the Zenith Nation still lowered his head, not revealing any emotions.

"Two Mystic Heaven Demon Moon Pills and 100,000 True Immortal Ten Guts' Dao fruits." Xu Qing didn't waste his breath and directly mentioned the items needed for the blessing.

He knew very well that although he had to put on a show, if he went too far, it would just backfire, and there would be uncontrollable variables.

He couldn't underestimate anyone. Even a prince had such a scheming mind, let alone the king in front of him and the cultivators of the Zenith Nation.

As for exposing his own needs after speaking in such a way, coupled with his repeated refusals before that led to more speculation, it was exactly the outcome that Xu Qing had hoped for.

This was because Ghost Hand had taught him that he couldn't blindly deny anything. He had to give a false answer. Only then would it be more true.

Hence, when his voice rang out and the king frowned slightly, Xu Qing calmly spoke.

"Muye, come forward."

The king was stunned. When the youth beside him heard this, his breathing hastened and his gaze became even more fanatical. He stood up and respectfully walked into the hall, kneeling in front of Xu Qing and speaking loudly.

"Divine son!"

Xu Qing lifted his right hand. As the Fourth Heavenly Palace in his body shook, a wisp of special anomalous substances formed by the Purple Moon gathered on his index finger which he then tapped on the forehead of the prince.

After the tap, the prince's entire body trembled and the cultivation base in his body erupted. A hint of purple light flashed in his eyes and an aura infinitely close to the Red Moon's erupted from his body.

There was even a sense of holiness coming from him. The gaze he used to look at Xu Qing was no longer fanatical but pious. He directly prostrated himself on the ground and bowed.

"Master!"

This scene caused waves of shock to surge in the king's mind again. His expression changed rapidly and his breathing became hurried.

With his cultivation base, although he couldn't see through Xu Qing, he could see through his son. He could clearly sense that at this moment, there was an additional hint of the Black Heaven Race's aura on his son's body and his mental energy had changed.

This aura fused into his flesh and blood and into his cultivation base. It also allowed him, who obtained the blessing, to use a portion of the Black Heaven Race's talent.

This was exactly the same as what he had seen in the noble sons of the kings and dukes who had been blessed by the Black Heaven Race in the dynasty. In fact, it even surpassed those blessings.

In the Holy Wave Race, where status was very important, this aura represented that their status and identity would be completely different from now on.

Amidst the huge waves in his heart, the king looked at Xu Qing. Xu Qing also looked at him.

Xu Qing didn't speak. He used his actions to express his stance.

The previous few rejections were a gesture, and it wasn't a transaction but an instruction!

This was in line with the identity of the Black Heaven Race.

Moreover, it wasn't excessive.

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