I Swear I Don't Have A Python In My Pool

Chapter 659: Rejection

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

What the f*ck?

When did I provoke you?

How dare this elder insult him like this!

At this moment, Wang Mang felt a ball of anger burning in his heart.

After all, Wang Mang had been very humble, and yet ended up being mocked for his trouble.

An Lan and Wu Shi were also furious. However, the other party was too powerful. Even if they worked together with Wang Mang, they would not be able to defeat him, unless of course Wang Mang used Demon God’s Fury.

If he wanted to fight this old man, or kill him, the price Wang Mang would have to pay was too great.

He had to reach the peak of the Saint Emperor realm at the very least, which was eight minor realms. It would not be worth it either, given the fact that the old man would simply be able to summon reinforcements from the holy land, and Wang Mang would be screwed.

Thus, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and smile brightly.

“Since I am not qualified, then 1 will take his leave.”

After saying that, Wang Mang smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

Hearing this, the old man looked at Wang Mang in surprise.

If it was anyone else, they definitely would not have such a good temper.

After all, he knew the pride of these geniuses!

At the same time, he could also sense that Wang Mang’s talent was not bad. After all, peerless geniuses had a relatively high status even in any holy land.

To be honest, if Wang Mang was not here to fight for the position of Holy Son, he would definitely have recruited Wang Mang into the holy land.

However, his great-grandson had a very high chance of becoming the Holy Son. Therefore, he had taken it upon himself to drive away many geniuses who wanted to compete for the position.

It was not until Wang Mang and the others left that he nodded in satisfaction. Then, he muttered to himself, “Great-grandson, This is all 1 can help you with! You must do your best for our Zhou family!”

At the same time, after leaving the vicinity of Shenguang Holy Land, An Lan could not help but say angrily, “Master, if you had not stopped me earlier, I would have suppressed this old man!”

Hearing this, the Black Emperor, who had just been released, immediately mocked An Lan, “You want to suppress him? He’s a peak-level Saint Emperor realm expert. How are you going to suppress him? With your words?”

An Lan was furious. He glared at the Black Empress and said coldly, “You damn dog, say that again! If you do, I will kill you and eat your dog meat?”

Wu Shi stroked Black Emperor’s head and gave it a look, indicating for it to speak less.

Wang Mang waved his hand helplessly. “Alright, stop arguing. There are no benefits to be gained from fighting this old man.”

“Moreover, there are still three other holy lands in the East Heaven Realm.”

After hearing Wang Mang’s words, the furious An Lan said, “Master, I’m not boasting. 1 really want to suppress that old man and help you vent your anger.”

Wang Mang was even more speechless.

This fellow was still bragging?

If he was reliable, would Wang Mang have to suffer so much?

“Alright! You’re so thoughtful.” Wang Mang consoled him helplessly, then said, “Next, there are the other three Holy Lands. I hope we won’t encounter such a situation again.”

With that, Wang Mang walked toward the center of Shenguang City to get more information.

He brought his subordinates to a restaurant and ordered a table full of dishes.

However, when Wang Mang and his subordinates sat down, they overheard a discussion at a table in the restaurant.

“Did you hear? Sword King wanted to join Shenguang Holy Land, but he was rejected.”

“It can be said that many geniuses who wanted to join Shenguang Holy Land were basically rejected.”

“Hehe, I know about Shenguang Holy Land. It is said that the Zhou family is determined to get the Holy Son this time.”

“In order to make Zhou Yuan the Holy Son, the Zhou family has rejected many geniuses.”

“If one really wants to join a holy land to compete for the position of Holy Son, it’s actually better to go to the Myriad Demon City and join the Myriad Demon Holy Land.”

“That’s right. Although the Myriad Demon Holy Land’s competition is incomparably cruel, at least the Holy Son elected every time is the strongest.” “Why don’t you join the Sword Immortal Holy Land? I heard that the Sword Immortal Holy Land is also quite good?”

“The Holy Son of the Sword Immortal Holy Land has already been chosen. There are already several candidates.”

“As for the Crouching Dragon Holy Land, the competition is even more intense.”

“Among the four first-rate holy lands in the East Heaven Realm, the families in the Crouching Dragon Holy Land are the most powerful.”

Wang Mang’s eyes lit up when he heard this. This told him all he needed to know, and helped him decide what he would do next.

It seemed that he was not the only genius rejected by Shenguang Holy Land, which made him feel better. Since Sword Immortal Holy Land had already chosen their Holy Son, it only left him with two choices.

The Crouching Dragon Holy Land or the Myriad Demon Holy Land. The choice was obvious. If he were to face off against families in politics and intrigue, he would be at a definite disadvantage.

Wang Mang vastly preferred the straightforward manner in which the Myriad Demon Holy Land decided things. Although the competition in the Myriad Demon Holy Land was fierce and cruel, it was at least fairer.

Therefore, he set his sights on the Myriad Demon Holy Land.

After eating, Wang Mang left the restaurant with his subordinates and headed for Myriad Demon City, which took them two days.

After arriving, Wang Mang began to inquire about the location of the Myriad Demon Holy Land, and quickly made their way there as well.

Myriad Demon Holy Land was located at the peak of a random burial ground, and white bones could be seen everywhere below.

Moreover, the path was paved with broken limbs and bones. The entire mountain peak was filled with a black murderous aura.

When Wang Mang entered the mountain, he immediately sensed the presence of a peak-level Saint Emperor sweeping over from afar.

Before he even arrived, a loud shout resounded through the skies, “Who are you? What’s your purpose in coming to the Myriad Demon Holy Land?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang saw a black-robed, white-haired elder hovering proudly in the air, watching them indifferently.

Upon seeing this, Wang Mang immediately said respectfully, “Greetings, Senior. This junior is here to join the Myriad Demon Holy Land.”

Hearing this, the black-robed, white-haired elder glanced at Wang Mang in surprise. He immediately smiled warmly and said, “I see. Follow me!”

“I will personally bring you into the Myriad Demon Holy Land..”