Chapter 3728 - Cicada Silk Suit?
"Dad, the Scorchmoon and Blazestar seem to have sustained damage. Could it have been done by that astralship?" Xing Baizhan’s voice was extremely cold.
"Maybe! It looks like Long Qian was lucky enough to obtain a great treasure, and those two set up a trap to ambush her.... A seed of heavenly punishment!“ When Xing Daoyin’s gaze fell on the foreheads of Long Qian, Jiang Linxi, and Mo Fan, his heart grew even colder and he instantly grasped the key point.
"They made a heavenly oath! Go investigate the terms of their bet immediately! It must be related to that astralship!" Xing Daoyin ordered a fifty-meter-tall man beside him.
"Dad, in the end, it must be connected to those three names in the fourth column. They might be comparing battle records to determine the ownership of the astralship. But what’d the Scorchmoon Cult and Blazestar Cult use to tempt Long Qian? And did they set her up using Luori Guiyang and the others?" Xing Baizhan raised an eyebrow.
"I'll investigate first. Once you go in, adapt to the situation. You can even find some core disciples from the Scorchmoon and Blazestar Cults and force the details out of them!" Xing Daoyin’s voice sounded like it was coming from the depths of hell.
"Don’t worry! How could we possibly let those lowly people take such a fine astralship? If they’re competing against those three slaves based on battle records, I’ll personally send the slaves to them as gifts!" Xing Baizhan's eyes locked on to Long Qian with a sinister glare. He coldly continued, "No matter what, Long Qian came from our domain. She’s our slave. Everything about her should belong to us. Yet those wretches dare to lay their hands on her? I’ll tear them apart!"
He was truly merciless. That was the confidence of the devas, and it was also their style of doing things. Although their available information was limited, they had already pieced together about seventy or eighty percent of the truth.
"You’re right. Long Qian came from our domain. The more trouble she causes, the greater our humiliation. It’s time to find an opportunity to completely get rid of her." Gray mist swirled in Xing Daoyin’s eyes.
Xing Baizhan licked his lips and said with a sinister grin, "Dad, wouldn’t it be a waste to kill such a fine woman outright? She’s only one level above me,"
"She’s a slave! Are you really that desperate? Aren’t you afraid of being ridiculed? Aren’t you afraid the heavenly shackles will cripple you?" Xing Daoyin shot his son a glare.