Facing Luo Xiu's questioning, several elders from the Yuanshi clan, led by a middle-aged man, had nothing to say.
If he denies it, then once Luo Xiu is offended, Zilong's life or death will be uncertain.
As for taking action, they were not sure that they could save Zilong. After all, although Luo Xiu was young, his combat power was extraordinary and could be tied with the Immortal Ancestor.
"Please, for the sake of the empress, please spare Zilong's life."
The middle-aged man sighed, "I, Qiu Hui, can guarantee that he will not trouble you again in the future."
The name Qiu Hui was once famous in the modern era. In this contemporary era where the Immortal Lord was not born, as a top to Immortal level strongman, he had an extraordinary right to speak in the Yuanshi Clan.
"Haha, empress?"
Luo Xiu smiled, but his smile was cold, and he looked at the other party indifferently, "Why should I, for the sake of the Empress, do you admit that I am the Empress' son?"
"admit."
What Luo Xiu didn't expect was that Patriarch Qiu Hui admitted it outright.
The other old men around Qiu Hui looked a little unhappy about this, but they didn't refute anything.
After all, in the final analysis, this matter is basically a certainty. It's just that some of them tried their best to refute and control the situation, so there has never been a definite conclusion.
"So what if I admit it? Why do I need your approval for my identity? Who I think I am, then who I am."
Even though the ancestors of the Yuanshi clan bowed their heads, Luo Xiu didn't appreciate it at all. How could it be that simple to reveal the fact that Zilong once wanted to kill him in such a light description?
If such words were said by others, they would definitely be considered arrogant, but Luo Xiu has the qualifications to be arrogant.
Several old men from the Yuanshi Clan were so angry that their beards twitched, but they could only endure their anger.
"How can you let Zilong go this time?" Qiu Hui frowned. He could naturally feel that Luo Xiu was not easy to talk to.
However, he could also see that Luo Xiu never really killed him, which meant that there was still room for relaxation in this matter.
"If you want to save his life, you can exchange it for a seventh-grade elixir, or a supreme elixir."
Luo Xiu pondered for a moment, then immediately stated his request.
For him, he really wanted to kill Zilong, and this was not a difficult task for him.
But since the Yuanshi clan values him so much, if they can use this as a condition to get the cultivation resources they need, why not?
Just to practice in the realm of Immortal Lord, he needs a large amount of sixth-grade elixirs, and when breaking through the bottleneck, he needs even more seventh-grade elixirs.
"You lion, open your mouth!" The old man, who was called the Empress's uncle, was furious.
"Oh? Really? It seems that the purple dragon is not as precious as the seventh-grade elixir in your eyes."
Luo Xiu sneered, raised his foot and stepped on it again. This foot almost knocked the purple dragon out of his body. Blood spurted out from his mouth, and the sound of broken bones was horrifying.
"Emperor, please stop, I will have someone deliver a seventh-grade elixir." Qiu Hui's expression changed and he spoke quickly.
"One plant? Is the life of fellow Taoist Zilong so cheap in your eyes?"
Luo Xiu snorted coldly and said: "I want ten seventh-grade elixirs, or you can get ten seventh-grade elixirs."
"What?"
Qiu Hui was also stunned when he heard this amount.
For a holy land, although it is not impossible to obtain ten seventh-grade elixirs, treasures of this level are already difficult to find in the current world, and even if they are planted, they are extremely difficult to cultivate and the yield is extremely low.
A few hundred plants of the sixth-grade elixir can be used in the Holy Land, but if ten plants of the seventh-grade elixir are produced, it will definitely break the bones.
After all, the supreme immortal-level experts in the Holy Lands are eagerly waiting to practice with the seventh-grade elixir.
Even if the realm of the Great Dao cannot be improved, if the cultivation level can be improved, the strength will eventually be improved a lot.
"We can give you up to five plants." Qiu Hui took a deep breath.
"Don't ask me for conditions. Since you recognize me as the son of the Empress, I should inherit everything my mother has. I've already given you a lot of face by not asking for the Yuanshi Qinglian from you. Don't bargain with me."
Luo Xiu's tone didn't leave any room at all, and he said coldly, "I'll give you half an hour. If I can't see what I need, then I'll just wait to collect the corpse for Zilong."
"That's not right. He won't even leave his body behind. I will trample him into a pulp."
Luo Xiu spoke in a very calm tone, and with every word he spoke, the faces of the elders from the Yuanshi Clan opposite him became increasingly ugly.
"good!"
Qiu Hui let out a long sigh, and his figure turned into light and disappeared in an instant.
The remaining old men of the Yuanshi Clan all stared at Luo Xiu with gloomy expressions, locking him with auras, implying murderous intent.
"For the sake of you and my mother being of the same race, I would like to give you the final advice. It is best not to murder me, otherwise I will let you die miserably." Luo Xiu said calmly.
"Don't you think you are too arrogant to do this? You must know that the forbidden road you are taking is a forbidden road that no one has ever succeeded in. In the future, when you stop at a certain level and cannot move forward, have you ever thought about what you have done today?
What consequences will what you do bring to you?" An old man from the Yuanshi clan said in a deep voice.
"If I had not embarked on the forbidden path, would the Yuanshi Clan still treat me like this?" Luo Xiu asked with narrowed eyes.
"If so, you are the Holy Son!" An old man who looked somewhat loyal said without hesitation, staring at Luo Xiu, "Even if you are willing to give up the forbidden path now, our Yuanshi clan is willing to let you become the Holy Son!"
Holy Son, I have found treasures of heaven and earth for you to help you reshape your Tao foundation!"
"It's a pity that I won't give up." Luo Xiu shook his head.
He finally understood the reality of these people. In the final analysis, it was just because he, the son of the empress who took the taboo path, had no future at all, so he was abandoned by the Yuanshi clan.
"Perhaps you will regret it one day in the future." Luo Xiu said lightly.
"It's ridiculous! What do we regret? You should be the one who regrets it. Countless geniuses from ancient times to the present have tried to try the forbidden path. Everyone thought they would succeed. What's the result?"
"No, I'm different from them. They can't succeed, but I will definitely succeed." Luo Xiu remained calm.
At this point in the conversation, both parties fell into silence.
As the saying goes, people with different paths cannot work together. Both sides hold their own opinions. It is completely incompatible with water and fire.
The Yuanshi clan has high hopes for Zilong, who has the qualifications to become an Immortal Emperor.
Even if Luo Xiu is powerful in the world due to his powerful Dao foundation, he will eventually stop at a certain level in the future.
Once Zilong becomes the Immortal Emperor, Luo Xiu, who can trample him under his feet today, will be just an ant to Zilong, who can be crushed with a wave of his hand.
Luo Xiu naturally knew the thoughts of the old guys from the Yuanshi Clan, but he was too lazy to explain. Later history would prove who was right.
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