C127

Chapter 127 - Who's the trash talking about?

The white clothed man retorted coldly: "We are going to fight against a demon beast that is close to the peak of the fourth level, equivalent to an inner sect expert of the Xiantian ninth stage. Without the stable strength of the Xiantian seventh stage, even if we go, we will just die, and will only become a burden to us.

The words were still ugly, but there was nothing wrong with them.

The three of them were at a loss for words.

The four of them were about the same age, each of them being 29 years old. They were all promoted to the inner sect in the same year and knew each other since they were still in the outer sect.

The white-clothed man had a proud and aloof personality. He only worshipped those with greater talent and strength than him. In the entire inner court, the number of geniuses that he admired could be counted on one hand.

However, he had the qualifications to be proud of himself. His cultivation Xiantian eighth stage was outstanding amongst his peers, and his overall strength was perfect. He could even be compared to the weaker peak of the Innate realm among the inner sect disciples.

The other three all possessed Xiantian seventh stage cultivation, the woman's character was gentle and usually she was relatively quiet.

The burly man was magnanimous and didn't have any sense of foresight.

On the other hand, the man in the green tunic boasted of his elegant demeanor, his narcissism and prettiness. He was rather active, suitable to scout out out paths. Basically, he was the first to discover the surrounding new situations.

In the past two to three years, after their strength had reached a certain level, they had basically gone out to train and complete missions. Only during the year's survival training would they agree to return to the Manor together and then form friends during the survival training.

They did not even participate in the inner sect's annual Clan Assembly because they would only be able to speak for themselves based on their strength. Without true peak Xiantian strength, no matter how high the reward was, it would not be your turn.

On the contrary, compared to the blade and sword in the battle which had no eyes, a slight injury would result in a serious injury which was not worth it.

Even the most formidable white-clothed man had no plans to participate in the annual Clan Assembly before his cultivation reached Xiantian ninth stage.

And now, they had come to the back of the mountain to cultivate mutual understanding. After all, the four of them had not cooperated for almost a year.

Their goal was to find a more powerful rank 4 beast. For example, a rank 4 beast. They wanted to see if they could kill it successfully.

At this time, there weren't many people on the back mountain. Since they had met, it was fate. If the opponent's strength passed the test, they wouldn't mind Dora joining forces to strengthen their own team.

Therefore, they had only coincidentally met Wang Hao and didn't know who Wang Hao was, nor had they heard of Wang Hao's shocking affairs. They had even mistaken Wang Hao's age for being over twenty.

However, Wang Hao's mental age was around thirty years, so he was born from the heart. His eyes were deep, his face was resolute, exuding a sense of maturity and stability. Even if they were to clearly see Wang Hao's face, they would not doubt their own judgement.

Other than that, although Wang Hao was extremely well-known in the inner sect, because he was too famous, the disciples still treated him too warmly, scaring Wang Hao, who kept a low profile as he went in and out of the house.

Gradually, the discussion of Wang Hao, from being full of zeal at the beginning, changed to one that no one was interested in.

In the inner sect, unless Wang Hao appeared and perhaps even caused a commotion, no one would talk about Wang Hao. After all, there were endless new things and interesting things that happened in the inner sect.

For example, the most popular girl these days was the outer sect goddess Bai Ruoxi. She had reached the Innate Realm and was promoted to the inner sect at a young age of eighteen.

His talent was so high that it had already surpassed Shen Jianfeng, Xiao Xuan and Xie Changfeng.

Of course, with this monster in front of him, it would be difficult for Bai Ruoxi's talent to cause any waves within the inner sect.

Furthermore, even without Wang Hao, the most eye-catching thing to Bai Ruoxi would always be her bedraggled, moon-like, and fairy-like face, as well as that well-developed, graceful, and well-proportioned, exquisite figure.

On the day that Bai Ruoxi was promoted to the inner sect, the rankings of the inner sect's Goddesses were updated. Bai Ruoxi had become the number one goddess in the inner sect, the first goddess of the Crouching Dragon Villa.

The degree of popularity of the item even surpassed that of Wang Hao from before.

The only difference was that Wang Hao ate both genders, while Bai Ruoxi ate both genders. Forget about the male disciples of the inner sect, even some of the Jindan Elder s were tempted and wanted to take Bai Ruoxi as their disciple, using him as a hidden rule and so on.

However, when the first Jindan Elder took action to take Bai Ruoxi in.

Just like Great Clan Elder Ling Yunxiao, the Villa Master, who rarely interfered with the matters of the disciples, suddenly spoke out.

The manor lord's unusual behavior directly intimidated those male elders who had ulterior motives and completely cut off their crooked brains.

They were not idiots. After thinking about it carefully, their bodies trembled with lingering fear.

Bai Ruoxi's talent, temperament, the expression and attitude of the elders as well as the villa master's arrangement for Bai Ruoxi, all showed just how deep and deep Bai Ruoxi's background was.

At least, it wasn't something that the Crouching Dragon Villa could compare to.

There must be someone behind her who was beyond the Aurous Core stage.

Of course, only the Elders and higher-ups knew and guessed the truth.

The inner sect disciples only knew that Bai Ruoxi had been accepted by the Villa Master as a disciple and did not think too much about her original background.

It was impossible to use force. Who would dare to move the heir of the manor lord?

Just like Wang Hao, the successor of the Great Clan Elder, it was as if no one dared to move against him.

According to status, the owner of the Crouching Dragon Villa was above the Great Clan Elder.

Within the sect, the manor lord and the grand elder were usually not on the same side as each other. They formed two large factions that were competing and controlling each other.

However, in the Crouching Dragon Villa, this question did not exist, because the manor lord was the grand elder's junior brother, the blood brother of the same master, and the two were separated by ten years. When the manor lord was promoted to an inner sect, the grand elder was already a core disciple, and the Jindan cultivator had taken good care of this junior brother.

Therefore, their relationship was exceedingly good. It would not be excessive to say that they were father and son.

The Villa Master's talent was not much inferior to the Great Clan Elder's, just like Xie Changfeng and Xiao Xuan, who were the most dazzling of the disciples.

However, due to the age difference, they couldn't compete head-on, and with their relationship, they wouldn't compete either.

Back then, the position of the manor lord had also been given to him by the Grand Elder, and that person had helped him to stabilize himself.

With regards to the four people's arrival, Wang Hao had naturally noticed them long ago. However, when he saw that they had tactfully stopped outside the green bamboo forest, maintaining a safe distance, Wang Hao could not bother to pay attention to them and continued to fight with the Bamboo Leaf Green and cultivate his sword intent.

However, not only did the four of them not use sound transmission, they did not lower their voices either.

Even before Wang Hao had advanced, he had heard this distance clearly, without missing a single word.

Thus, Wang Hao's rage slowly rose dramatically.

There wasn't anything wrong with the words of the other three, but the white clothed man's words were full of contempt and disdain for himself. He even said 'trash' and 'trash'.

Did I offend him?

'F * ck, who the hell is he? How dare he talk back to me? Is he tired of living?! '

Swish!

Wang Hao retracted his sword energy and temporarily let go of Bamboo Leaf Green. As his figure flashed, he had already appeared in front of the four of them.

Eh?

Wang Hao's sudden appearance caused the four of them to be startled, but Wang Hao had a gloomy face, and coldly asked the white clothed man.

"Who is the trash talking about?"