Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 734 - 88 Tang Xian’s 7th Day_2
734: Chapter 88: Tang Xian’s 7th Day_2
734 -88: Tang Xian’s 7th Day_2
The Xuan Bird could no longer sit still, and it angrily declared:
“My loyalty to the Judge is as clear as day and night.
Do you think the Judge will believe your slander?”
Tang Xian wore a look of confusion:
“I didn’t, that’s not what I said to the Judge.
I told the Judge that the Xuan Bird’s loyalty to you could be attested by heaven and earth.
I tried every trick on it, but it just wouldn’t comply.
But it’s really strange, you know, when I tell the truth to enemies, they just don’t want to believe me.
It’s as if it truly has its doubts about you.”
The Xuan Bird felt as if its heart had plunged into the freezing depths of the Spiritual Purgatory.
Tang Xian said with a smile:
“Think about it, all the ancient apes saw how jovially I conversed with you, even though it was all an act on my part.
But you, even though you didn’t agree to anything, the old saying goes that a monkey’s words carry weight, don’t they?”
In fact, no ancient ape with long ears dared to delve into Xuan Bird’s essence.
After all, they didn’t know about the things between Xuan Bird and Tang Xian, let alone the matters between Tang Xian and the Judge.
They all thought Tang Xian joining Mount Saint was a kind of partnership.
But Xuan Bird had its own demons, and ultimately was panic-stricken by Tang Xian’s persuasion.
“And think about this.
When the Judge descended, you asked Bai and others to leave, you asked me to leave.
Do you think the Judge really didn’t hear you then?
At that time, God’s Chameleon might just have been right beside you.”
Tang Xian’s smile was very friendly and cordial, as if he was concerned about his own subordinate.
But Xuan Bird felt as though it had stepped into an ice cave.
“To be honest, the Judge is quite clever.
Being suspicious is a good habit.
Historically, those who were paranoid, especially to the extent of preferring to kill wrongly rather than spare anyone, many were emperors.
It’s the sovereign of this world, the only living Beast God.
Do you think that once it becomes suspicious, you’ll be able to stay alive?”
“I don’t think I need to remind you that you’re not its direct offspring; the chameleon is.
Although you’re civil on the surface, I know you two don’t really interact much behind the scenes.”
Tang Xian felt very confident about this statement.
The moment he slew God’s Chameleon, Tang Xian could feel that the phoenix tree and God’s Chameleon’s location were extremely far apart.
God’s Chameleon and Xuan Bird appeared to deliberately avoid each other, which provided Tang Xian with convenience.
Tang Xian began to step forward.
It was only now that he slowly moved toward the altar, but he didn’t stop talking:
“Time is running out, for both of us.
Do you think the Judge really trusts you?
If it does, why have you never gone north of the Forbidden Land?
Why has a God’s Chameleon been by its side for hundreds of years?”
“Why has that God’s Chameleon disappeared now?
You might as well think, what if God’s Chameleon has always been around us?
What if it’s closely monitoring you?
Maybe at this very moment, it’s supervising you?”
“Moreover, if your master truly died at the hands of that mechanical life hundreds of years ago, why isn’t it documented in more detail in the Beast Bible?”
“The person who gave me that feather told me, among the six Beast Gods, there were traitors.
Can the Judge be stronger than the God of Destruction and the Milky Way?
Yet why is it the only one that survived?
Over the years, you must have asked the Judge over and over, right?
Has it always fobbed you off?”
Tang Xian’s words were like arrows to the heart.
A barrage of divisive lines bombarded the Xuan Bird, taking it completely by surprise.
Hearing these words, Xuan Bird instinctively didn’t want to believe them, but deep down, it already did.
It knew better than anyone that the Judge must have suspected itself, and once suspected, death was inevitable for it.
“If you die, the secret of that feather will never be known to you.
If there really are traitors, don’t you want to avenge your master personally?”
While saying this, Tang Xian walked through the forest path with an unfazed expression.
Xuan Bird tucked in its wings and moved its massive body slowly behind Tang Xian, looking quite clumsy.
But at this moment, Xuan Bird’s mind was filled with more calculations than ever before.
Tang Xian also knew that Xuan Bird was weighing the pros and cons.
“Since you already had the intention to let me go before the seven days were up, why not join forces with me now?
I, Tang Xian, might occasionally break my promises, but in business, I never let my partners suffer a loss.”
“Help me leave, and I’ll lead you to the truth.”
“What if the truth is within Mount Saint?” Xuan Bird asked.
Tang Xian knew that once Xuan Bird asked this, it meant he had already swayed Xuan Bird.
He had to adjust his demeanor and arrange everything before entering the altar.
“Mount Saint indeed still holds some secrets, housing a few humans.
I’m not lying to you; my sense of smell is incredibly keen, a gift from my Eden bloodline.
These humans have extremely long lifespans and could well be special beings guarding some secret; but this is not what we need to know right now.
When there’s too much on our plate, we need to prioritize.
The same goes for seeking the truth.
Mount Saint does not have that feather; the place I want to take you to belongs to the one who gave me that feather.”
Tang Xian stopped for less than a second, then resumed his walk and stepped into the altar.
The bronze doors were already open, and the silhouette of the Judge was faintly discernible.
“Cooperate and there’s a slim chance of survival; don’t, and both of us will die.
Now you can start making a choice.”
Tang Xian did not wait for Xuan Bird to respond, and even quickened his pace.
The closer he got to the altar, the more he felt as though he was walking into an abyss, monitored by some massive demon.
Xuan Bird didn’t speak; it flapped its wings, flying low, as if to prevent Tang Xian from escaping.
