Dream Picking Records

Chapter 393: Blood Banyan, Master of the Holy Pavilion

"As you said, Brother Daoling will definitely be sentenced to death. The Heavenly Prison is guarded by the Emperor Sword. We will only have a chance if he is escorted out of the Heavenly Prison. It seems we need to be prepared to rob the execution ground." Bai Zhu rubbed his hands, determined to do a great job.

"Robbing the execution ground? No, that would be exactly what they want." Ji De pointed out the risks and benefits. "We need to save the people, but we have to think carefully about everything."

Everyone fell silent. Unless they did nothing to help, they would surely fall into the other party's trap.

"Brother Daoling has a secret to protect his life, and I also have a trump card given by Qingling. You can rest assured, everything will be fine. During this time, you will practice in the palace. When the time is right, I will notify you."

"You don't want to do it secretly by yourself, do you?" Bai Zhu pondered Wang Xiao's words and guessed.

"I'm wondering, do you think I look like her?" Wang Xiao said with a wry smile.

"Actually, there's another way we can try." Xia Qingling hesitated for a long time before speaking her mind. "The difficulty in rescuing my brother lies in the Emperor Sword, but breaking through the current wielder of the Emperor Sword is much easier."

"Qingling, do you mean to touch Xia Yuling?" Siqin stroked her shoulders gently with both hands. Because of Xia Daoling, she knew how deep the relationship between them as siblings was in the early days.

"Yeah." Xia Qingling nodded slightly, and it could be seen that she was going through a huge struggle in her heart.

"That's right. When shooting a man, shoot the horse first. When capturing a thief, capture the leader first. Just take him down and that's it!"

"Go!" Ji De pushed Bai Zhu and secretly cursed him for having no vision at all.

Xia Qingling cried and said, "I wanted to ask him for mercy, but he refused to see me! He was obviously not like this before..."

Xia Qingling's words were very clear. It takes time to actively awaken the Emperor Sword. Therefore, the only means of protection for each generation of emperors in the imperial city, in addition to the imperial guards, is a token that can mobilize the power of the formation. However, the crucial token is not in the hands of Xia Yuling, who is the heir.

Wang Xiao stepped forward to comfort her, gently rubbing her cheeks, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then whispering in her ear.

"Really?!" Xia Qingling's sadness turned into joy, and her gloomy mood instantly dissipated.

Wang Xiao nodded and said, "Trust me, I'll leave them to you. As the landlord, you must take good care of them."

"Uh-huh!"

Old Xia patted his chest and let out a long sigh. Although he didn't know what Wang Xiao said, Xia Qingling was able to smile, and the most troublesome problem at the moment was solved.

"Shh, someone is coming."

Wang Xiao asked everyone to be quiet, and sure enough, a maid arrived at the door not long after. He took the initiative to greet her and closed the door.

"Excuse me, are you Wang Xiao?" the maid asked respectfully.

"Well, what can I do for you?"

"Your Majesty invites you."

"Your Majesty? Did you say anything?" Wang Xiao was puzzled. They had just met, and would the other party dare to look for him openly?

"You'll have to wait until you get there to find out what exactly happened. I have no way of knowing."

"Please lead the way."

Wang Xiao pondered the situation and decided to go see him again. No matter how dangerous the situation, he had to test his strength to know his true abilities. He followed the maid, his mental focus radiating, keeping a constant eye on the surroundings. He was puzzled to find someone watching them near their room, but not as they neared their destination.

In front of the imperial study, the maid stopped and indicated that Xia Yuling was inside. Wang Xiao's perception told him that there were two people waiting inside.

"Squeak."

Wang Xiao pushed open the door and saw a strange figure standing beside Xia Yuling, looking at him with a smile. This person was a woman, with an ordinary appearance but giving off a chilling feeling.

Xia Yuling opened his mouth slightly but before he could utter a word, the woman took the initiative to come forward and greet him.

"Wang Xiao, right? Let me introduce myself first. I am the head of the Holy Pavilion, Xue Rong."

"Holy Pavilion?" Wang Xiao's alertness immediately increased by eight points, and he was ready for battle.

"Yes, it's the assassin organization you're thinking of." Xue Rong said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I came here to talk to you."

Wang Xiao didn't want to waste time talking to her, so he turned to look at Xia Yuling and said, "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?"

"I'm just introducing you to a friend. The Master of the Blood Banyan Pavilion is the highest leader in the Great Xia Territory." Xia Yuling suppressed his momentary dissatisfaction and spoke up for the woman.

"Friends? I don't want to be friends with a killer boss."

"I'm doing this for your own good. Besides, they haven't hurt...you or your friends."

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten that Daoling and Qingling were ambushed by the Holy Pavilion?" Wang Xiao asked.

Xia Yuling didn't take it seriously, took a few steps closer to him, and said, "That incident was arranged by me, and has nothing to do with Pavilion Master."

"It's you!?"

Wang Xiao had suspected this, but he hadn't expected him to actually murder his own siblings for the throne. His mind was a bit confused, with all sorts of speculations running through his mind. He hurriedly practiced his skills to calm himself and prevent his emotions from clouding his judgment.

"To achieve great things, sacrifice is inevitable. Family affection is not worth mentioning." Xia Yuling said it bluntly and indifferently.

Xuerong chuckled and interrupted them.

"Even if we don't become friends, we can still talk about cooperation."

"Is there still any cooperation between us? Is it because I have killed all your candidate saints and there is no one left to choose from?" Wang Xiao said very directly.

Xue Rong was not annoyed, and still had a smile on his face. He said: "Don't rush to refuse. Listen to my conditions. Maybe you will change your mind!"

"That's right. Since you're here, it's not too late to listen before leaving." Xia Yuling said.

Wang Xiao glanced at him, then gave Xue Rong a chance to talk.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, haha!" Xue Rong covered her mouth with a faint smile and said, "It's understandable that my young brother is full of vigor. After all, you are a young hero! I know all your deeds. Compared to you, those who died were just garbage."

He ignored the other party's deliberate flattery. Seeing this, Xue Rong continued, "Everyone knows that our Holy Pavilion is a killer organization. In fact, it is just a facade. Our goal is to find the true holy materials in the world. Those who die in our hands are just in name only."

"Okay, tell me your real purpose."

"Haha! Little brother, you're a quick-witted person, so I'll be frank. We want you to help us find something, and the condition is that we save you from a catastrophe and make you our guest of honor."

Wang Xiao understood. It seemed the Holy Pavilion was also an organization of otherworldly power. He sneered inwardly, saying, "If I disagree, will I also be classified as a figurehead?"

Seeing that Xuerong didn't answer, he asked, "What are you looking for?"

"This is our secret, so I can't tell you now. I need you to sincerely join us before I can tell you."

"It seems like it's very important to you. Aren't you afraid that I'll find it and take it for myself?"

Xue Rong shook his head, his smile tinged with contempt, and said, "It's not that I want to attack you, but you can't control it."

"Oh? From your tone, it seems like the power behind you is quite large. Why do you still need help?"