The Lord of Lingyao Palace showed a hint of surprise on his face, but soon he laughed.

"Little brother, what you said is a bit too big."

Jun Wuxie glanced at him casually and said, "If I don't have this ability, I won't say much."

"You guys are interesting. But it's not that simple to convince me to accept your invitation. I need to see something actual." The Lord of Lingyao Palace said with a smile.

Jun Wuxie was not surprised at the caution of the Lord of Lingyao Palace. She admired her cautious allies so that she would not make mistakes in cooperation.

"Your Highness said that I am good at strength. If I have the strength of my ability, what if I enter the Twelve Halls?" Jun Wuxie said slowly.

"Young genius must be highly valued." The Lord of Lingyao Palace admired Jun Wuxie for having such spiritual power at such age. Looking at the Three Realms, I am afraid that few people can reach such a level. Even the Twelve Palaces are eager to win over such members.

"If I devoted my wholehearted efforts to the Twelve Palaces, will they treat me as their hard work?" Jun Wuxie asked again.

"That's natural. The Gods' Fighting Conference itself is to select young people who are young and have not experienced the world. The purpose is to cultivate their efforts." said the Lord of Lingyao Palace.

"What if I stabbed them in the heart?" Jun Wuxie raised his eyebrows and asked.

The owner of Lingyao Palace chuckled and said, "Even if you can disrupt a certain hall with one person's strength, you cannot shake the foundation of the Twelve Halls. Even though they are not in line with each other's face, they attach great importance to the title of the Twelve Halls. They will not break up unless they have to. It is useless to control a hall."

"Not one." Jun Wuxie suddenly raised his head and raised his chin slightly, "It's five."

The answer of "five" was nearly half of the answers, which surprised the Lord of Lingyao Palace.

"Five young men who are equal to my strength." Jun Wuxie said.

"It's the same age as you," asked the Lord of Lingyao Palace.

Jun Wuxie nodded.

"How do you make sure that they won't rebel after entering the 12th Hall?" asked the Lord of Lingyao Palace.

Jun Wuxie's eyes were lowered and he raised his hand to pour wine into his empty wine glass.

"Because they have an irreconcilable hatred for the twelve halls."

The Lord of Lingyao Palace fell into silence. He looked at the young man who seemed to be calm in front of him, and his eyes were filled with turmoil.

"If you dare to tell me these things, you won't be afraid that I will tell the people of the Twelve Palaces."

Jun Wuxie glanced up and glanced at him and said:

"Even if you say it, they won't believe it."

The Lord of Lingyao Palace burst into laughter.

"Yes, who would believe that the people in Lingyao Palace will help the people in the Twelve Palaces avoid conspiracy. I am afraid that I will tell you, so they just think that I am sow discord and will not be ashamed of them recruiting talents."

The Lord of Lingyao Palace smiled for a moment and suddenly stopped. The lazy peach blossom eyes swept across Jun Wuxie's side face.

"Little devil, these are what you thought of when you met Zi Jin. You know that I will not act like a gesture. I will not be bullied. I also know that I have no choice but to tell me about it. I will definitely not be able to tell you so well." This step by step was counted by this little devil.

Jun Wuxie looked up lightly, neither admitting nor denying, but just half-squinted his eyes and looked coldly at the Lord of Lingyao Palace.
Chapter completed!