Chapter 2251: Refuse to Accept Huang Xiaolong As Disciple (1/2)

Since Yang Jingzhi was once again trying to dissuade Huang Xiaolong from signing the life or death agreement and ruining his wonderful plan, Huang Zhouping couldn’t restrain himself from chiding, “Chief Hall Master Yang, this is a matter between us Holy Princes. How do you dare to interfere?”

According to the Holy Gate’s rules, even a Chief Hall Master couldn’t interfere in conflict between Holy Princes. If they dared to interfere, they would be held accountable.

“I dare not.” Yang Jingzhi’s heart tightened as he answered.

“Dare not? It better be that way!” Huang Zhouping then sneered at Huang Xiaolong and continued goading, “How is it, Huang Xiaolong? Not getting cold feet, are you? Well, I can’t blame you, a Holy Prince with rubbish talents like you is bound to lose. Will you dare to accept the challenge? I think calling you Coward Holy Prince suits you well!”

Huang Xiaolong let out an abrupt laugh, sounding a little evil, “Since I’ve already said I accepted the challenge, then it’s accepted. Why are you so nervous?” He dropped a drop of blood and signed his name on the life or death agreement.

Watching Huang Xiaolong drip his blood and sign his name on the agreement, Huang Zhouping breathed in relief inwardly.

“Chief Hall Masters Yang Jingzhi please be a witness for this matter. For the sake of being fair and just, this life or death agreement for battle will be left with you for safekeeping.” Huang Zhouping threw the signed life or death agreement to Yang Jingzhi with a ‘sincere’ expression.

“This!” Yang Jingzhi caught the agreement in his hand. He looked reluctant and hesitant, but he nodded his head in the end, “Alright.”

He looked at Huang Xiaolong, inwardly sighing with melancholy.

Huang Xiaolong and Huang Zhouping subsequently fixed the battle deadline to one year later, after Huang Xiaolong and the other new disciples would return from the training.

When everything was determined, Huang Zhouping left whistling to the horizon.

“Your Highness Holy Prince Huang Xiaolong, you shouldn’t have agreed to battle Huang Zhouping in the arena.” After Huang Zhouping had left, Branch Master Du Gen and the others couldn’t stop themselves from saying a few words.

“They are right. Huang Zhouping’s complete dao saint godhead is the Mammoth Force Saint Godhead ranked at 3965th place, and both his saint bloodline and saint physique are not far behind as well.” Yang Jingzhi went on, “Even if he suppresses his cultivation down to the mid-Ninth Order Sovereign, his battle strength would still be higher than you.”

Not to mention, Huang Zhouping entered the Holy Gate more than ten thousand years ago. Huang Zhouping has practiced his holy martial arts successfully.

Zhang Wenyue, and the others also looked worried.

Huang Xiaolong flashed them a nonchalant smile and reassured them, “It’ll be fine.”

He also added half-jokingly to Yang Jingzhi, “After I kill Huang Zhouping, I will divide half the treasures on his body with Chief Hall Master Yang Jingzhi.”

Yang Jingzhi shook his head speechlessly seeing, Huang Xiaolong was still in the mood to joke in this situation.

“Your Highness Holy Prince Huang Xiaolong, should we head to the main hall now?” Yang Jingzhi asked Huang Xiaolong’s opinion.

When a new Holy Prince passed the second test, he was required to worship the holy statue in the main palace, then choose an Eminent Elder as teacher.

“Okay, let’s head over.” Huang Xiaolong nodded.

Huang Xiaolong had Zhang Wenyue and the rest return to the temporary residence to wait for him while he proceeded to the main palace with Yang Jingzhi.

The main palace was far from where they were, so Huang Xiaolong and Yang Jingzhi traveled by flying ship to the main palace.

At this time, inside the Holy Gate’s main palace’s hall, thirteen old men of various builds, from thin to plump, sat in meditation posture. They were clad in luxurious and vibrant Holy Gate’s Eminent Elder brocade robes. These thirteen old men were the renowned Holy Gate’s thirteen Eminent Elders.

The Zhuoyuan Holy Gate’s all thirteen Eminent Elders had all gathered there.

The appearance of a new Holy Prince was an important matter to the Holy Gate. Thus these Eminent Elders who rarely appeared, were all present at this moment.

“That Huang Xiaolong, he is too impulsive!” The silver-haired old man sitting on the center throne spoke, shaking his head.

This silver-haired old man was the head of the Holy Gate’s thirteen Eminent Elders, and he was called Li Wen.

Moments ago, he had received Yang Jingzhi’s report.