Chapter 1592

In a luxurious training room of the Moon Wolf Sect, Xiao Yun respectfully pushed the door open and entered.

"Elder Xiao, are you here?" The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged looked up at Xiao Yun with a smile.

"I have met the suzerain." Xiao Yun seemed to be in a good mood seeing the other party, and felt relieved.

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "I can't be called the suzerain, I'm just the deputy suzerain."

"It's right, it's right." Xiao Yun said politely with a smile on his face, "The suzerain can be orderly, it all depends on the suzerain's management."

"If there is no suzerain, I don't know what kind of chaos the Moon Wolf Sect will be in now!"

The suzerain Xiaotian is a martial idiot who has been practicing in seclusion all year round and rarely cares about the affairs of the sect.

The sect has been handed over to the deputy suzerain Xi Xingyuan to manage it all year round.

He has the strength of the seventh level of Tianshi, can overwhelm all the elders, and there is no problem in managing the sect.

The blood essence of the moon wolf at the Tianshi level is the most precious treasure of the sect, and it needs the consent of the deputy suzerain Xi Xingyuan to take it out.

He wasn't sure that Xi Xingyuan would give him the blood of a heavenly scholar, but he had to try.

There is no hope if you don't try.

I hope his old face can still play a role!

Hearing Xiaoyun's praise, the smile on Xi Xingyuan's face became wider, but his heart was filled with a sneer.

This Xiaoyun probably has something to ask him for!

If it was before, he would definitely agree.

Now.

There is going to be a move there soon, the entire sect will be its own private property in the future, how can it take out the resources.

No matter what Xiaoyun begged, he would never agree.

"You are the suzerain Xiaotian's person. If it was before, I would definitely be obedient to you."

"Now that I have most of the elders in the sect, they have secretly taken refuge in me. What do you want?"

Xi Xingyuan thought to himself, on the surface he was more polite to Xiaoyun.

Xiaoyun has followed the suzerain very early, and is the suzerain's hard-core confidant.

Although the suzerain Xiaotian is basically excluded now, he has the strength of the ninth level of heavenly scholars after all, and his prestige in the sect is very high.

Whether it's prestige or strength, he can't easily underestimate it.

Therefore, Xiaoyun has to give face.

But the benefits, don't even think about it.

As long as the time is right, the entire sect can be wiped out in one go.

"I don't know what's the matter with Mr. Xiao coming to see me today?" Xi Xingyuan asked with a smile.

"It's like this." Rubbing his hands together, Xiao Yun's heart swelled, and he completely let go of his old face. "I found a young man with high potential, and I want to ask him for a piece of heavenly blood essence."

"This is all for the sake of the sect. As long as he grows up, he will definitely be of great help to the sect."

"That's it..." Xi Xingyuan looked embarrassed, "There are not many heavenly warriors in the sect, you should be clear about this."

"And most of them already have a place to go, no matter which one they move, they won't."

"Old Xiao, I also understand that you have a good mood for the sect, and I also support it."

"But... I really can't get out a pair of blood."

"See if you can think of another way."

"Or simply compete for next year's potential contest."

Hearing Xi Xingyuan's refusal, Xiao Yun's heart sank. What can he do? If he wants blood, he can only get it from the deputy suzerain.

But Xi Xingyuan's embarrassing words sounded high-sounding, but he actually didn't want to give them.

"This blood essence is very important to me, so I owe you a favor." Xiao Yun made the last effort.

Xi Xingyuan's face darkened, and he said, "Old Xiao, you are also an old man of the sect, and you also know the rules of the sect."

"Blood essence belongs to the sect, so it must have its own place. How can I use it as a favor!"

"Every blood essence has a destination. If I take out a blood essence, next year's potential competition will have to be cancelled."