Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning-Chapter 1298 - 500: Eight Dragon Girls

Xiao He was taken aback, recalling that day on Yusheng Island, he had spoken much to those two people.

Most of it was a mix of truth and lies, playing with reality.

At this moment, he wasn’t sure which part Saint Zuo was asking about.

He wanted to inquire, but upon looking up, Su Mo’s face was clouded with gloom.

Suddenly, he felt apprehensive.

So he cautiously opened his mouth:

"Saint Zuo, please allow me to explain, the Dragon King Hall and Nanhai Alliance have been battling each other for years.

"Naturally, there’s never a truth between us..."

"Oh?"

Su Mo nodded slightly:

"So, you’re saying the plot to obtain the Martial God Key back then was also false?"

Xiao He woke as if from a dream, realizing that Saint Zuo’s inquiry was about this.

Startled, he was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed dramatically.

He froze in place.

Su Mo supported his chin with one hand, looked down at Xiao He, and smiled slightly:

"What’s wrong with you?"

"..."

Xiao He murmured:

"Years ago, the one who sent spies to steal treasures from the Nanhai Alliance treasury was... Saint Zuo.

"How could... how could you not know whether this matter was true or false now?

"Yes, yes!

"The Two Saints have always been mysterious, passing on their legacy with their own secrets.

"Perhaps you took over after that incident, Saint Zuo.

"The previous generation Saint Zuo probably hadn’t clearly informed you...

"In this way, it makes sense!"

Initially in a daze, he then clearly perked up.

When he looked up at Su Mo, his eyes were full of hope.

Su Mo let out a breath:

"So it was true..."

"No, no, this matter is false."

Xiao He quickly said, "There was indeed a theft, but the stolen item wasn’t the Martial God Key. That day, I was deliberately provoking Zhang Fang and Yu Tong..."

Su Mo raised an eyebrow and only then nodded.

When he looked down at Xiao He again, there was a hint of a smile on Su Mo’s lips:

"So it’s false... Hmm, Xiao He, actually I’m false too."

Once suspicion arises, continuing to hide is meaningless.

Xiao He’s face instantly froze.

When he met Su Mo’s eyes, he couldn’t help but twitch his lips, revealing a dry smile:

"Saint Zuo... what are you saying?"

"I said I’m false."

Su Mo laughed and said, "I’m not really Saint Zuo. On Yusheng Island that day, I was just using the Mystic Ice Seven Extremes I learned elsewhere to tease you.

"I didn’t expect you would mistake me for Saint Zuo.

"I found you interesting, so I played a role-playing game with you."

Xiao He dropped to one knee, his body trembling, fists tightly clenched, bones creaking.

The veins on his forehead bulged.

It’s hard to say whether he was furious, terrified, or incredulous.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"This is impossible!

"Saint Zuo’s practice is not just the Mystic Ice Seven Extremes.

"And... the skills you demonstrated couldn’t have been learned by stealing...

"Other than you being Saint Zuo, there is no other possibility!

"This, this cannot be false!!

"I absolutely won’t believe it!"

"Look here."

Suddenly, Su Mo’s voice came to his ears; Xiao He instinctively looked up.

There, in Su Mo’s palm, was an item.

Xiao He’s eyes focused, his pupils sharply contracted:

"The Dragon King Mirror... is this the Dragon King Mirror!?"

"Indeed."

Su Mo smiled:

"By coincidence, I acquired this item and harvested a scroll of the Nine Yin Mysterious Ice Strategy from it.

"It was a rewarding search, following the leads from the item.

"You have a discerning eye; the skills I used were indeed not ordinary Mystic Ice Seven Extremes, but derived from this."

"This is impossible..."

Xiao He’s face was blank and hard to discern joy or sorrow, mumbling to himself:

"How could such a thing happen?"

"It was merely fortuitous, believe it or not, this is the truth...

"The current status is quite good, actually, as I have some things to ask you.

"But presenting myself as Saint Zuo, however..."

As Su Mo spoke, Xiao He suddenly shifted from kneeling on one knee to both knees.

His head slammed to the floor, paying grand homage!

He loudly proclaimed:

"One of the Sihai Dragon Kings, the Green Fire Dragon King greets the Hall Master!!!"

"???"

Su Mo blinked, feeling this script was quite off.

Or did Xiao He mistake the lines?

He furrowed his brows slightly, glancing at Xiao He whose head was still on the floor:

"What are you doing?"

"Greeting the new Hall Master!"

Xiao He shouted.

"...Nonsense."

Su Mo gently pinched his brow, feeling as if today he was only hearing bizarre things, meeting bizarre people.

Not long ago, Gao Tianqi was still pressing Su Mo to assume the role as Alliance Hierarch of Nanhai Alliance.

Now, at Xiao He’s end, he suddenly became Dragon King Hall Master.

These positions of leaders of the three major forces, how could these people be so casual?

Can they still play the game properly?

"Hall Master, please allow me to report!"

Xiao He’s forehead touched the ground, his voice sounded muffled:

"Since the previous Hall Master was poisoned by Elder Du during the battle at Black Island...

"His martial arts deteriorated sharply.

"He then took the Dragon King Mirror and left the Dragon King Hall, seeking a way to rise again.

"But unexpectedly, he never returned.

"It’s said that a snake cannot live without a head.

"The Dragon Maiden emerges once in a century; this generation of Dragon Maiden has long disappeared and cannot replace the Hall Master to exert control.