The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

0Yang Qiu was sitting upright on the highest floor of the Nine Saints Chamber Of Commerce building. At this moment, Dishi Duan was standing in front of him obediently. The arrogance he had just now had disappeared without a trace.    

    

He looked at Yang Qiu with a frightened expression. Yang Qiu stared at him with a gloomy expression and said.    

    

"Who on earth asked you to come here?"    

    

Dishi Duan took a deep breath in shock and fear. He did not even dare to raise his head.    

    

"Master, I. . . I really do not dare. . . "    

    

Yang Qiu smiled coldly.    

    

"Speak, I will support you!"    

    

Dishi Duan still didn't dare to speak.    

    

Yang Qiu suddenly smiled strangely and said lightly:    

    

"I won't tell you my identity, just one thing. The Myriad Buddha Pill in my hand, what do you think? I can generously give each of your lowly followers one Myriad Buddha Pill. Could it be that I can't back you up? Dishi Duan. . . As long as you submit to me, I can give you unexpected benefits. It's not convenient for me to show my face, so. . . I need a spokesperson, and you're not bad. . . After all. . . After all, as the heir of a third-class family, this identity. . . It wasn't embarrassing. Kneel down. Submit to me and acknowledge me as your master. I will let your family become. . . Even if you want to inherit Master Dishi Tian. It's not impossible!"    

    

Dishi Duan stared at Yang Qiu in shock. He tried his best to control his shock, but a stream of blood rushed into his brain. The veins on his neck were almost as thick as a finger.    

    

His originally handsome face. . . * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

    

Oh my god!    

    

Master Dishi Tian?    

    

This was something he didn't even dare to dream about. It was something he didn't even dare to dream about.    

    

His biggest wish was to defeat the competitors in his family and become the head of the family.    

    

And he was merely a third-grade family with the surname Dishi.    

    

In Dishi's family name, there were at least a hundred thousand families like him.    

    

Above that, there were second-grade families. And then there were rank one families. . . The top were only those twelve transcendent-grade ruling family.    

    

Only those 12 transcendent-grade ruling family could compete to be Lord Dishi Tian's successor.    

    

Although the difference in status between the Ninth Grade families in Dishi family was not as great as the difference between Dishi and Di Luo, these three families were close to the level of masters and servants. However, the rise of each grade was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.    

    

While Dishi Duan was still in shock, Yang Qiu didn't stay idle. He looked very casual, but the Eye Of Chaos had already been activated. He was closely observing the reaction of this guy.    

    

This was a typical true noble of Heaven Clan. He was proud, indifferent, and heartless. There was a kind of metallic coldness in his bones.    

    

This fellow's entire body was as hard and cold as metal. It was not easy for him to be convinced and surrender.    

    

He was now extremely respectful in front of him. That was because of his identity card. Yang Qiu had finally understood the identity card. This was the true supreme identity card of the Dishi Tian Clan. It was the identity card of an elder group that was on par with the twelve ruling family.    

    

In other words, Dishi Duan's respect for him was only because of his status.    

    

However, what Yang Qiu needed wasn't respect on the surface. What he needed was true submission.    

    

Therefore, he threw out the temptation of Dishi Tian.    

    

Of course, according to his identity, Dishi Duan wouldn't be able to tell if what he said was true or false.    

    

Yang Qiu's next action had given Dishi Duan a big fright.    

    

Yang Qiu threw a black metal storage ring to Dishi Duan.    

    

In this storage ring were three weapons used by the powerful beings of the Heaven Clan in ancient times. There were also three hundred Myriad Buddha Pills.    

    

In an instant, Dishi Duan lost his mind. He was so shocked that he almost went crazy.    

    

However, this guy deserved to be called an extremely cold man. The flames of madness in his eyes were extinguished in an instant. He stared at Yang Qiu and took a deep breath. Then, he knelt down respectfully to Yang Qiu.    

    

"Elder, are you. . . Willing to accept the loyalty of the heir of a rank three family?"    

    

Yang Qiu said in a flat tone.    

    

"Open your soul!"    

    

This sentence made Dishi Duan's face turn pale. He looked up and said with fear, What?    

    

"Impossible, you. . . You can't do this to me!"    

    

A trace of killing intent flashed in Yang Qiu's eyes.    

    

"I don't mind telling you, since you already know so much today, Can't I exchange this much for your loyalty? There are some things. . . An existence at your level simply doesn't have the qualifications to know. . . What I can tell you is that I can guarantee that. . . It's that simple to make you the Dishi Tian Lord! I won't make you my slave. I will only accept you as my follower. "    

    

Dishi Duan gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Qiu. He suddenly recalled some terrifying rumors that had been spread in the family. This damned guy in front of him seemed to have a terrifying identity.    

    

However, he really didn't dare to agree to this matter because he knew what it meant to have his soul controlled by someone.    

    

This meant that in the future, he could only become Dishi Shang's servant. No matter how great his future achievements were, he could only obey Dishi Shang's orders obediently.    

    

After thinking for more than ten minutes, Dishi Duan gritted his teeth and made a decision.    

    

"Great God of Darkness, I am willing to be your. . . Follower. . . And not your servant?"    

    

"Very good, Dishi Duan!"    

    

Yang Qiu smiled gently, indicating for him to open his soul. Dishi Duan nodded, and a dark and evil energy spread out from his body like a cloud of smoke. Then, it started to burn. There was a strange feeling in the black flame. The energy was extremely terrifying, and Yang Qiu felt a sense of fear in his heart.    

    

Yang Qiu was incomparably shocked. This dark energy had already surpassed his understanding, and it had even surpassed the power of a saint.    

    

His knowledge and knowledge had all come from Feng Faangya. It could even be said that Feng Faangya was not inferior to a true saint. However, this dark energy actually made him unable to see through it.    

    

"This is. . . The power of inheritance, right?"    

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Yang Qiu snorted lightly. With a flick of his finger, a black flame the size of a bean flew out from his hand. In the heart of the black flame was a yellow chaotic energy, the purest chaotic energy.    

    

The flame suddenly merged into Dishi Duan's body. In that instant, Dishi Duan seemed to have discovered something incomparably terrifying. Just as he was about to cry out in fear, a circle of earthen yellow energy wrapped around him.    

    

Yang Qiu's heart was pounding, but his facial expression was incomparably calm. Time passed minute by minute. An hour later, he let out a long breath and looked at Dishi Duan coldly.    

    

"Being alive is my biggest promise to you! Of course, before all of you damn foreign races leave this world, I will make you Lord Dishi Tian. "    

    

"You. . . !"    

    

Dishi Duan stared at Yang Qiu. His face twitched violently, and his expression became extremely ugly.