Chapter 190: The Sect Master's Favorite
Chapter 190: The Sect Master's Favorite
The various Sect Masters' hearts were filled with mixed emotions.
Especially the Night Demon Sect Master, Sea Wulin, the Three Saints Sect Master Guan Shandu, the Heavenly God Sect Master Kou Yifang, and the Light Sect Master Gu Shanfeng, these four Sect Masters had a whirlwind of emotions.
In the Southeast Domain, the five sects have always been on equal footing, but now, with the Unified Heart Sect's promotion, the Seal God Palace stands tall, receiving the Sect Master's audience, while the four of them kneel below, having already knelt for almost an hour.
This gap between heaven and earth made their hearts bitter, leaving them speechless.
Coming here to participate in the Incubation to Divinity Program as a General Rank, even if they died, it wouldn't affect the sect's strength, but the drop in status made them feel belittled, and it was hard to accept.
Especially the Night Demon Sect Master, Sea Wulin, was now so angry that his liver and lungs felt swollen!
This damn Seal God Palace.
Using my sect's name for your disciple!
Kowtowing to you every day!
And today, I also knelt... Seal God Palace, I'll deal with your ancestors!
Watching the Seal God Palace descend from the Heavenly Ladder, looking ethereal.
The crowd's eyes were filled with complex emotions, wishing they could drag this old fellow down and take his place!
Bi Changhong spoke a few words and then left, riding the rainbow light. With the Ceremonial Officer's closing remarks, the Incubation to Divinity Program finally came to an end!
"This Incubation to Divinity Program has been a complete success!"
The crowd gradually dispersed.
Over at the Seal God Palace, many Sect Masters surrounded and congratulated him.
Fang Che, on the other hand, was busy adding contacts.
Ling Kong and the other five, all added him.
Some other General Ranks also came to add him, including a few General Ranks from headquarters, all wanting to add him; it didn't matter if they were his people or not, but this Night Demon fellow was loyal and worthy of friendship.
Of course, this guy was also ruthless.
Now that they had contact, if something happened in the future, they could privately chat, and if it was this Demon Lord, they could just retreat.
At least they could save their lives.
Fang Che accepted all requests without discrimination, and soon had added quite a few.
Then a guy shouted, "It's fine if the Generals add each other, but the rest of you, don't come and cause trouble. Can you guys keep up?"
Many of them turned around and left in disappointment.
But even so, by the time Fang Che was finally alone, he had gained over two thousand new contacts.
Suddenly, he had friends all over the world!
All of them were Demon Lords.
Fang Che looked at his long list of contacts, his lips curling into a smile. These guys, if he caught and sold them one by one, how many merits would he gain?
Finally, the crowd dispersed.
The Seal God Palace's display of power finally came to an end.
Walking up to the Treasury Pavilion's Hall Master, Hu Qiu, he chuckled, "Hall Master Hu, I'm sorry, it seems I've made a small profit."
Hu Qiu's chubby face twisted into a knot, struggling as he tightly clutched his money bag, pleading, "Sect Master Yin, you..."
"You must accept the consequences of your bets."
The Seal God Palace spoke calmly, "What, is Hall Master Hu Qiu, trying to welsh on the bet?"
"How could I possibly..."
Hu Qiu's heart ached as if his flesh was being cut.
Fifty times! Fifty times!
A full fifty thousand Divine Crystals! This would cost him half his life.
Shaking, he handed over the crystals to the Seal God Palace, who took them without a word of courtesy.
This was his rightful win.
As for his original plan to curry favor with the Treasury Pavilion, it was now far from his mind. That was his choice if he were removed as Sect Master, but now, he stood firm as a mountain!
Why would I want to rely on you, you fatso? "Hall Master Hu, you're so generous!"
The Seal God Palace laughed, "Next time there's such a good opportunity, remember to think of your brothers."
"Hehe... okay."
Hu Qiu grudgingly watched the Divine Crystals in the Seal God Palace's hands, almost fainting.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
But the Seal God Palace had already turned and walked away.
He approached the Moon Demon Sect Master, Jiang Yihe, and said lightly, "Sect Master Jiang..."
Jiang Yihe vanished without a trace, fearing what this guy might say.
The Seal God Palace, with a satisfied smile, approached the Night Demon Sect Master, Hai Wulin, and said casually, "Sect Master Hai, it seems you have something to say?"
Hai Wulin clenched his teeth and said, "Nothing!"
"Nothing? Haha..."
Hai Wulin finally lost his temper, "Seal God Palace, why did you name your disciple Night Demon? You're too much!"
The Seal God Palace replied, "So, that's it. I say, Sect Master Hai, can I be blamed for this? For example, the name Zhang Qiang, there must be tens of thousands with the same name in this world. Can't say that just because your Night Demon Sect occupies the Night Demon, others can't use it. Sect Master Hai, you're too domineering."
Hai Wulin was furious, "You're twisting the truth! What you say and what I say, are they the same thing?"
The Seal God Palace said lightly, "Sect Master Hai, if that's the case, you can also take in a disciple named Unified Heart. I won't mind. Then, let him participate in the Incubation to Divinity Program to compete for the championship. At that time, I'll kneel before you, how about it?"
As he spoke, he patted Hai Wulin's shoulder like soothing a child, "It's nothing, let's go, let's go. It's not a big deal, look at your small-mindedness..."
Hai Wulin was pushed away by the Seal God Palace, his face red with anger, muttering curses.
As Emperor Yin had finished greeting everyone, he strode towards his original location with a spring in his step.
Upon seeing Emperor Yin approach, Fang Che respectfully bowed, "Your subordinate, Night Demon, pays his respects to the Sect Master!"
"What Sect Master!"
Emperor Yin glared at him and shouted, "Call me Master!"
Fang Che stood there, stunned.
Emperor Yin finally couldn't hold back his laughter. He pulled Fang Che into a hug, his voice trembling with excitement, "This time... you've made a great contribution! A great contribution! You've made your master look good in front of the entire headquarters!"
Letting go of Fang Che, he sighed, "You called me your master in front of the entire sect. How could I not acknowledge such a good disciple!"
"It's what a disciple should do," Fang Che replied.
"Good, good, good!"
Emperor Yin praised repeatedly.
His heart was still racing, and he hadn't calmed down yet.
Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang were envious and congratulated him with a bow, "Congratulations, Sect Master, for gaining an excellent disciple."
Emperor Yin laughed heartily.
"Master Qian and Master Hou, your words are appreciated. I also remember the gratitude of both of you," said Fang Che.
Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang couldn't help but smile.
Their hearts were filled with joy.
Seeing the three of them in high spirits, Fang Che reminded, "Master, that... Your crisis isn't small."
Emperor Yin waved his hand with a laugh, "Now, it's all trivial matters!"
His gaze turned cold, obviously thinking of Bei Mingxin and Ren Zhongyuan.
He spoke calmly, "The matter is in the past."
"Yes."
Just then, a voice said, "Emperor Yin."
The voice was cold and aloof, naturally carrying an air of superiority.
Emperor Yin turned to see Yan Beihan.
He dared not offend Yan Beihan, this grandmother, who was now the Deputy Sect Master's treasure. It was said that Deputy Sect Master Yan had once said, "This granddaughter of mine is my lifeline!"
"Your Highness Yan, I am honored," Emperor Yin respectfully replied.
"Emperor Yin, I want to borrow your sect's Night Demon for a moment to discuss something," said Yan Beihan.
"Okay, okay. Night Demon, go quickly! Show respect to Your Highness Yan," Emperor Yin urged as he pushed Fang Che out.
Emperor Yin felt a twinge of regret as he watched Fang Che leave.
Night Demon's appearance wasn't very appealing at the moment, with his big beard making him look quite ugly. If he had shown his true face, perhaps he could have charmed Yan Beihan with his fair-faced boyish looks.
Emperor Yin sighed, thinking that Night Demon's current appearance was a waste of a good opportunity.
Emperor Yin had completely immersed himself in the role of a father, even worrying about Night Demon's marriage matters.
Qian Sanjiang smirked, "Your words are right, Sect Master. It's a good thing, but with Your Highness Yan's status, who knows how many talents in the headquarters are eyeing her. If Night Demon really catches her eye, then..."
Emperor Yin suddenly realized, "You're right, I understand now. We can't afford to get involved."
He sighed again, "What a pity."
Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang exchanged a glance, understanding each other's thoughts.
It seemed that Night Demon had truly become the apple of Emperor Yin's eye. He was even worrying about Night Demon's marriage matters.
This kind of favor was unprecedented.
But both of them were happy inside, as Night Demon was also half their disciple. This was an established fact.
They made up their minds. When they returned, they would see what they could teach and what Night Demon wanted to learn, and teach him a little more...
Fang Che followed Yan Beihan out, walking towards the edge of the grand platform.
The wind blew, fluttering their clothes.
Fang Che had a beard, a sturdy and imposing figure, and a malevolent aura, his body stained with blood.
Yan Beihan wore a white dress, her hair flowing, her skirt swaying, and her graceful figure floating.
Even with a fierce mask, she couldn't hide her peerless beauty.
The two of them stood together, like an angel and a devil, a beauty and a beast.
"Brother Night Demon's reputation has shocked the entire headquarters. His future is limitless. Yan Beihan congratulates you here first," said Yan Beihan, her voice cold despite her words of congratulations.
Fang Che spoke in a deep voice, "In the secret realm, I was selfish and dared to steal Your Highness Yan's spirit fruit. I hope Your Highness Yan will forgive me."
Yan Beihan replied coldly, "Do you know you've offended me?"
Fang Che smiled bitterly, "Who wouldn't treasure such a spirit fruit? I'm not a fool."
"Then, knowing my identity and knowing you've offended me, why did you still steal it?"
Yan Beihan turned, her bright eyes fixed on Fang Che's face.
This was what she least understood.
This guy was too bold.
She had set up a trap with great difficulty, and he dared to come out and steal the head. She had finally found the spirit fruit, and no one in the entire secret realm dared to compete with her for it, but he took it without hesitation.
Did he have the boldness of a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?
How dare he?
(End of Chapter)
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