Chapter 291.1
Observing The Ceremony (3)
The two finally sat down on a high platform.
With a wave of Tang Fei’s hand, a fragrant roast chicken appeared in front of him. Tang Fei smiled at Feng Shao, “Since you’re drinking, how could we not have food to go with it?”
Feng Shao smiled, tore off a chicken leg, and said while eating, “I never thought that the future Holy Lord of Ziqing Sacred Land would hide here and eat roast chicken with others. No one would probably believe it if I told others, right?”
Tang Fei casually ate a mouthful of roast chicken, took another sip of wine, shook his head, and smiled, “What kind of Holy Lord am I? It’s just a small Divine Transformation realm cultivator! In the entire history of Ziqing Sacred Land, there has never been a Holy Lord as weak as me!”
“Strength can always be cultivated. Your talent is outstanding, and it will be a matter of time before you become a Transcend Tribulation realm powerhouse, so why rush?” Feng Shao comforted.
Tang Fei, however, sighed, looked up at the moon with only a small crescent moon left, and said, “When I was the holy son, I knew that this position would belong to me sooner or later. In order to be worthy of this position, I have never dared to relax in the slightest in these years. I not only want to become a powerful person in the younger generation but also try to catch up with the powerful people of the previous generation. But even so, I also know that it will take time for me to fully grow up. I thought I could have many years to grow slowly, but unexpectedly I was forced to sit in this position after only a few years.”
Speaking of this, Tang Fei smiled wryly, and laughed at himself, “Do you think I’m being hypocritical? All the elders are fighting for this position, but after I killed them all, I don’t really want to be in this position. If they find out, will they be so angry that they will jump out of the coffin and fight with me?”
Feng Shao shook his head and said, “You are not being hypocritical. You are carrying a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, walking on thin ice. The Great Elder and the others only saw how honorable that position is, but never thought about how much pressure sitting in that position would be.”