Chapter 1110: Preconditions for Fighting (1/2)

Since this wasn’t going to be a large-scale inter-racial battle, Sikong Cuo hadn’t brought any of his subordinates with him.

Even Luo Wanxiang, who had been protecting his interests the whole time, didn’t come with him.

The reason why he had rushed here at the first possible moment was because he intended to ask Mo Heng why he had chosen Nie Tian to fight a duel against an eighth grade Demon of the Demons’ choice, instead of him.

He understood the potential problem in this better than anyone.

If Nie Tian somehow won the duel, he would instantly replace him and become the Son of the Stars that had the best chance to become the next Lord of the Stars.

All of the elders would review their choices.

If that happened, all of the efforts he had made these years would be in vain.

“This is the grand elder’s decision,” Wei Lai said expressionlessly.

Sikong Cuo shot Nie Tian a cold look and said aloud, “I’ll go ask the grand elder about it!”

With these words, he left in a hurry.

Standing by Nie Tian’s side, Dong Li asked, “Who’s that?”

“Sikong Cuo. Like me, he’s also a Son of the Stars.” Nie Tian explained.

“Oh, so he’s Sikong Cuo.” Dong Li had a fairly good knowledge of every Son of the Stars of the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace. Upon hearing the name, she immediately realized why Sikong Cuo was so angry.

“Don’t mind him,” Yan Zhan said bluntly. Clearly, he had decided to place all of his bets on Nie Tian. “The vice sectmasters suffered heavy injuries. They don’t have the kind of energy to manage sect affairs. And considering we can’t get in touch with the sectmaster for now, the grand elder is in control of everything.”

Wei Lai chimed in, “He won’t be able to sway the grand elder.”

With these words, the four of them walked out of the cabin where the teleportation portal was.

As soon as they arrived on deck, they saw Sikong Cuo crouching beside Mo Heng and questioning him in a low, indignant voice.

Mo Heng remained expressionless as he listened. Only after Sikong Cuo finished did he take his time to say, “You’re at the Void domain. Even if you win a duel against an eighth grade Demon, it won’t be a big victory. But if you lose, our sect’s name will suffer greatly.

“If you really want to fight a duel, your opponent will have to be a ninth grade grand patriarch. Only that will mean something.”

Sikong Cuo’s face froze.

“And it’ll have to be a ninth grade grand patriarch of the Demons’ choice, which means it’ll most likely be a late ninth grade grand patriarch,” Mo Heng said coldly.

Sikong Cuo fell silent, lost in thought.

Only after a while did he come out of his daze and take a sideways glance at Nie Tian, who had emerged from below deck. “You really think he can defeat an eighth grade Demon?”

“He’s at the Soul realm,” Mo Heng said with an expressionless face. “Even if he loses, we’ll only lose that dark stone and him. That dark stone is something he took from the Sixth Demon Realm. It’s not ours in the first place. And it’ll be understandable if he loses to an eighth grade Demon. Our sect won’t lose face because of it.”

Sikong Cuo’s expression flickered, a complicated look appearing in his eyes. “So...”

His evil nature made him suspect that Mo Heng was doing this because he disliked Nie Tian, and wanted to get rid of him.

Mo Heng had been careful every time he had seen Nie Tian. No one knew about their secret meetings. Therefore, even Sikong Cuo didn’t know what was going on between the two of them.

Mo Heng started to become impatient. “So like I said, if you want to fight a duel, it’ll have to be against a ninth grade Demon grand patriarch. You can think about it.”

After a moment of hesitation, Sikong Cuo turned around and left.

As he walked past Nie Tian, he let out a cunning laugh and said, “Good luck, junior martial brother. I’ll be back when your duel starts.”

Nie Tian didn’t say anything.

...

Nie Tian walked to Mo Heng’s side and bowed respectfully. “Grand Elder.”

At this point, all of the powerful experts from the Void Spirit Society, the Heaven Span Pavilion, and the Five Elements Sect that had come to talk to Mo Heng had already returned to their respective starships.

One after another, they spread out behind the starship Mo Heng was on.

Nie Tian’s arrival attracted a lot of attention.

Heated discussion burst out on the nearby starships as numerous sets of eyes fixed on Nie Tian, making him very uncomfortable.