"You three, the wind transformation potion is of great use to me. Can you give me the wind transformation potion?"
Seeing that Gray and the other three were about to leave, the old man didn't think much. A few people walked past the Gray and the other three and stopped them.
He is the elder of the Storm Temple, a fifth-level destructive being. Having reached the fifth level of destructive level, he can become a giant in the temple as long as he takes one step further, and the remaining ability is the wind system. ability.
He was overjoyed to see the wind transformation potion, and immediately stepped forward to exchange it. Unfortunately, what the other party wanted to exchange for was a level six fire magic potion that he did not have.
A sixth-level alchemy master, even though he was an elder of a saint-level force, he did not dare to offend him, so he had to quickly ask other elders to borrow them. Now he finally borrowed the sixth-level fire magic medicine.
But he didn't expect that the wind transformation potion had been replaced, which was his hope of becoming a giant, so he stopped Gray and the other three without much thought.
"Sorry, this wind transformation potion is also of great use to us."
Being blocked by the opponent twice in a row, Gray raised his eyebrows, but he did not get angry, but shook his head in rejection.
"Three of you, I am the elder of the Storm Temple, please give me some face."
The old man showed his identity.
At this time, he has calmed down a little. If he can get the sixth level fire magic medicine, his identity may not be simple.
However, this wind transformation potion is too important to him. If he misses it, he doesn't know when he will have the chance to encounter it. He doesn't want to give up at all.
"Sorry, this wind transformation potion is indeed of great use to us."
Gray shook his head.
Does an elder from a saint-level force have a lot of face
This is so in the eyes of ordinary forces. Even the most powerful family will provide convenience if they encounter it. After all, the person standing behind the other party is a saint-level force.
It's a pity that the other party's face is not easy to use here with Gray.
Not to mention that the other party is just an elder, not even a giant. Even if he is a giant, he is not qualified to let him give face. Only those with strong rules have this qualification.
"Young man, are you really not even willing to give me any face?"
The old man's face turned slightly cold. He thought that what he said was polite enough, but the other party still didn't give him any face, which made him slightly angry.
"Are you proud of yourself?"
Gray's voice was also slightly cold. He had already made his rejection clear, but the other party was still pestering him endlessly, making him a little impatient.
He thinks that his character is good enough. If it weren't for him, another person with strong rules would have crushed the opponent to death with one finger.
"There are so many good things... What's going on over there? Well, are the three of them arguing with someone?"
Following the sound, the five young men and women whom Gray and the others had met in the hotel a few days ago were walking toward the courtyard. At a glance, they saw the Gray and three people standing at the entrance of the courtyard.
The five people approached quickly and immediately saw the old man who was arguing with Gray with his back to them.
"It's Elder Taylor from the Temple of Storms!"
"It's not good. The three of them actually had a dispute with Elder Taylor!"
The five of them come from a powerful family in the Storm Territory. The family has contacts with many elders from the Storm Temple, one of whom is Elder Taylor.
As far as they know, Elder Taylor has a very high status in the Temple of Storms, second only to giants. Every time he comes, he is personally accompanied by the patriarch of his family.
"After all, we know the three of them. We can't just ignore them. Let me give it a try..."
The young man among the five who had spoken to Kagepachi glanced at Kagepachi among the three, hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward, speaking to the old man with a smile on his face.
"Hello, Elder Taylor, I am a descendant of the Shaw family that I met with you before. These three people are my friends. If they have done anything wrong, I apologize to you on their behalf. Please also look at the relationship between the Shaw family and the family. For the sake of face, don’t argue with them.”
"roll!"
Upon hearing the young man's words, especially the word "face" in his mouth, the old man Taylor, who had just been asked by Gray, "Do you have a lot of face?", turned his head and yelled angrily as if dynamite had been set off.
"Get away before I change my mind!"
Normally, he wouldn't mind giving the other family some face. After all, the other family was the strongest family and would be of some use in the future.
But now it is related to the chance of becoming a giant. Not to mention that the other party is just a child of the strongest family. Even if the elder of the strongest family comes, he will not give face.
“…”
After being scolded by the old man and feeling the strange looks from around him, the young man's face turned green and red.
He originally wanted to save Yingpachi from the siege in order to gain Yingpachi's gratitude and favor, but he did not expect that Elder Taylor would not give him any face.
After all, he was a member of the strongest family, but the other party didn't give him any face. He was extremely angry and aggrieved, but he didn't dare to show up, so he could only retreat with a livid face.
"Young man, don't you think you are too crazy?"
After scolding the young man away, the old man Tyro looked at Gray again, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Too crazy? I don't think so."
Gray shook his head. If other rules masters encountered this situation, they would definitely become even crazier.
"Okay, very good. This is the first time in my life that I have met such a crazy young man."
The old man Taylor's eyes became colder.
"Do you think this is the Temple of Order and I can't do anything to you?"
"Get away if you don't want to die."
After hearing the other party's threat, Gray became a little impatient and said coldly.
"court death!"
The old man Tyro's face was ashen, and the aura of the destructive-level powerhouse exploded. The air was as heavy as lead. The aura that was only one step away from the destructive-level giant suddenly made many onlookers turn pale.
"Today I will break your legs and teach you a lesson for your elders."
"Who is causing trouble in the Temple of Order?"
At this moment, a middle-aged man, led by a young man, walked towards this side. He noticed something unusual here. The young man in charge of the Temple of Order knew that he could not suppress it, so he immediately reported it to the nearest elder.
"Huh?... Mr. Taylor, what happened? Who made you so angry?"
Seeing the old man Taylor, the middle-aged man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. A few days before the trade fair started, the elders and disciples of each temple lived in the Temple of Order, so he immediately recognized the old man.
"Elder Richard, this man insulted our Storm Temple. If we don't teach him a lesson, our Storm Temple will lose our face. Please make it easier."
Seeing the elders of the Temple of Order arriving, the old man Taylor had an idea in his heart.
A big hat was placed on Gray, who put himself on the moral high ground and spoke righteously.
"this… "
The middle-aged Richard hesitated.
The Holy Council is forbidden to take action, but when it comes to the face of a holy force, there are some difficulties in stopping it. Otherwise, it is very likely that the Temple of Order will turn against this holy force.
Of course, he also understood that no one would foolishly insult a holy power, and there must be some exaggeration in it.
But he still had to give some face to a saint-level power elder, and to a giant candidate.
He immediately wanted to agree, but before agreeing, he subconsciously looked at the three Grays, wanting to see who had offended each other.
When he looked at him, his eyes suddenly stopped. The next moment, he hurried forward with respect on his face.
"grown ups… "
"you know me?"
Looking at the middle-aged Richard standing respectfully in front of him, Gray asked.
"Yes, I have seen your crystal projection."
The middle-aged man Richard quickly replied.
In order to hold the Holy Exchange, the Temple of Order sent invitations to all the saint-level forces in the original world. Among them, although Gray was not a saint-level force, he also became one of the invitation targets because of his strength as a rule expert.
It's just that Gray has no fixed address and has no fixed residence, so this invitation letter was not sent out in the end.
Although it could not be sent out, the Temple of Order was aware of the existence of such a strong rule man, especially an elder like him who was in charge of the Holy Yi Association and had seen the crystal projection about Gray.
"Elder Richard, you..."
Seeing the middle-aged Richard's polite attitude towards Gray, the old man Taylor felt something was wrong.
Ignoring the greeting of the old man Taylor, it was obvious which side to stand at this time. The middle-aged man looked at Gray and asked for Gray's opinion on how to deal with it.
"Are you going to break my legs?"
Gray looked at the old man Taylor with cold eyes. There was no terrifying aura on his body, but because of the polite attitude of the middle-aged Richard towards Gray, the old man Taylor felt a chill in his heart, and the cold air kept pouring into his body.
"I… "
The old man Taylor felt chilled in his heart and subconsciously stepped back, but before he could take action, a cold light suddenly flashed through, and then he was horrified to find that his body was falling to the ground uncontrollably.
Snap!
He fell to the ground in a panic, pain radiating from his legs. He hurriedly looked at his legs, anger, horror, and fear suddenly appeared on his face.
"my leg… "
His legs were cut off at the thigh level, and the fractures were wrapped in ice. No blood flowed out, just like a flat mirror.
Having his legs cut off made him extremely angry, but at the same time it also made him extremely horrified and frightened.
As a strong man at the fifth level of destruction, his legs were cut off by the opponent without even reacting. This is simply unbelievable.
Even a destructive giant would never be able to do it so easily, but the other party did it. The strength displayed shocked and frightened him. The other party was probably...
Cold sweat kept breaking out. At this moment, he finally understood why the middle-aged Richard had such an attitude.
"Sir, the transaction between the saint-level forces is in the innermost courtyard. Can I show you the way?"
The middle-aged man Richard asked with a respectful look on his face.
Seeing Gray cutting off the old man Taylor's leg, he looked at it with eyes, nose, nose and heart as if he didn't see it at all, and he didn't mention the Holy Yi Association's prohibition against doing it at all.
Only the weak need to abide by the rules. The strong have the authority to break the rules, and the person in front of him undoubtedly has such authority.
Moreover, in his opinion, the old man Taylor was extremely lucky to be able to save his life. If it were another strong person with rules, there would be absolutely no chance of survival.
"Well, lead the way."
Gray nodded slightly. These things traded outside were of little use to him. The only way to find something useful to him was through transactions between various saint-level forces.
(End of chapter)