The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 774 - 429: Submission_2

"I know you’re not strong enough, so you had to borrow external forces. Tens of thousands of lives mean nothing; if you didn’t have this ability to change fortunes, you wouldn’t be qualified to stand before me right now. This, in itself, is not a grave mistake, but while Hidden Stream rallied to face foreign enemies, your inaction was tantamount to betrayal! This is your first fault."

"The Immortal Plant Garden is a sacred place of Hidden Stream, and also the source of Spirit Pills for hundreds of thousands of the demon crowd. As its guardian, you dared to destroy it, putting the Blood Parasol tree at risk. Had we not stepped in, the Blood Parasol would be no more. This is your second fault." Changtian said indifferently, "What do you think should be your punishment?"

So he knew everything. Lord Divine Monarch had everything he did at his fingertips! Elder He looked up suddenly, daring not to harbor the slightest hope of luck, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down, he finally could only prostrate on the ground, and in a hoarse voice said: "Elder He deserves death!" These words weighed a ton; it seemed he used all his strength to say them and collapsed to the ground afterward.

Changtian turned his head to Ning Xiaoxian, "What do you think I should do to him?"

Elder He, despite his age, was shrewd and now at a critical juncture between life and death, his thoughts became incredibly cunning. Hearing the faint favoritism in Divine Monarch’s words, he immediately knew Ning Xiaoxian’s relationship with him was out of the ordinary, thus he also turned his head, looking eagerly at her.

But she had long known Changtian’s intentions, and upon hearing him she smiled with pursed lips, "Right now, Elder He is of great use to us, so it’s best not to kill him."

Elder He’s eyes suddenly brightened, only to hear her continue, "However, though the death penalty can be spared, the living penalty cannot be easily forgiven. The punishment will still be decided by you, after Tu Jin returns." Her tone suddenly shifted, "Elder He, why did you oppose Jiu Mo, even going so far as to use an outside force?"

Elder He raised his head: "My sister, who had been with me since childhood, died at her hands. She thought she did it unnoticed by gods or ghosts, and even promoted me to Deputy Garden Director. Heh, for such a deep hatred, I’ve always been waiting for an opportunity to settle the score with her!"

"Ah, so it was for revenge, that makes sense," she muttered to herself, her eyes darting around, "Elder He, do you not wish to become the Sect Leader?"

This was a miraculous twist as if ordained by the gods. Even with Elder He’s calming skills, his face showed a shocked expression as he stammered, "What?"

She patiently repeated herself: "Lord Divine Monarch and I want to know, aside from avenging your sister, do you also wish to ascend to the position of Sect Leader?"

The room fell silent.

Elder He couldn’t believe his ears. His heart had never raced this fast, not even when the Faceless had ambushed him just now. How should he answer this question? If he said "I don’t want to", he might miss a golden opportunity. If he said "I want to", what if she was simply testing him?

Perhaps he hesitated for too long. Ning Xiaoxian’s lovely eyebrows furrowed: "Do you want it or not? Be quick about it!"

With her urging, Elder He felt an itching inside, as if thousands of ants were crawling and biting him, which ultimately culminated in a ruthless thought: to hell with it, I’ve been cautious all my life, I’ll bet it all on this! He gritted his teeth and declared loudly: "I want to!"

The hall was quite spacious, and this bold "I want to!" echoed far and wide, causing ripples and leaving him anxiously waiting for the response.

"Good." Changtian’s reply was concise, "I need you to climb to the position of Sect Leader and help me take control of Hidden Stream again. However, you should not have gambled with the lives of my Hidden Stream children to fill the ravine of your desires. As a penalty, you are to endure the Netherworld Mysterious Fire Soul Burning for three days and three nights. We’ll keep this matter in account for now and settle it another day. Do you have any objections?"

Although Divine Flame Soul Burning was excruciating, it was nothing compared to preserving his life and obtaining the position of Sect Leader. Elder He was delighted, prostrating himself: "The Lord is wise, I am entirely convinced!"

Ning Xiaoxian walked over to him and reached out her hand: "Hand over the Dragon Transformation Technique to me." Elder He smiled wryly and indeed took out the handwritten copy of the Jade Scroll by Yin Jiu You from his bosom, handing it over to her.

"It’s getting late. Take Boze away as a human witness, and move against Jiu Mo at daybreak. To serve me, you must first take the Heart Oath Blood Oath. Here is another scroll of Ancient Bird Demon Cultivation Techniques, take it with you." After speaking, he flung a blood-red Dagger and a small Jade Scroll, which landed in front of the prisoner.

Elder He was overjoyed, picked up the blood-red Dagger, and swiftly took the Blood Oath. Then he carefully picked up the Jade Scroll and stood up.

Ning Xiaoxian grabbed the hem of his clothes and led him out of the God Demon Prison.

At this moment, in Elder He’s bedroom, the battle between Qi Zai and the Faceless had also ended much earlier. The White Bird had already taken human form, leaning lazily on the soft couch of his master’s house.

Elder He just came out when he saw the Faceless and nearly sliced through it with the Yan Ling Saber. However, his eyesight was superb, and after one mistaken glance, he realized that the assassin was just posing. The small dwarf, frozen in the act of stretching out his right arm and leaping forward with his left leg, was no longer frightening; instead, somewhat comical as he remained poised on the coffee table with a thin layer of frost covering his dark body. Ning Xiaoxian reached out and lightly patted off the shards of ice from the fallen body.

Elder He was startled, then suddenly realized: "The weakness of the Faceless isn’t Strong Fire, it’s the cold!"

"You’ve got some insight, old man." Qi Zai said with a grin as he stood up. After his promotion, he could breathe Cangming Divine Flame from his mouth, compensating for his lack of long-range attacks. After all, as a Chongming Bird, he had this innate ability. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for a recommendation ticket and Monthly Ticket at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)