Chapter 70 Chapter 70 The leader of Penglai Sect was sent to...
The leader of Penglai Sect was sent to the owner of Demon Island.
The demons asked the island owner how to deal with this man. The island owner took a look at the man and thought he looked good, so he kept him in his residence and asked someone to get chains and tie him to the bed.
Li Baili took another sip of tea and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw the scene.
This is kind of funny actually.
Afterwards, the Lord of the Demon Island untied the chain on the Lord of Penglai Sect in the middle of the night. The scene suddenly changed to the outside of the palace. The demons guarding the gate looked at each other, smiling and exchanging glances.
Obviously, it goes without saying what is happening inside the palace.
The sky gradually brightened. The owner of the Demon Island straightened his clothes and walked out of the palace slowly. His face was rosy, his eyes were smiling, and he looked very relaxed. He casually rewarded the demons guarding outside.
The demons were extremely happy to receive the rewards. They rushed to express their gratitude to the demon island owner. The owner waved his hand and said, "You're welcome." He pointed to the palace and told them to keep an eye on the people inside, and there would be rewards in the future.
The demons nodded repeatedly to show that they understood, then watched the island owner leave, winked at each other, and then laughed, the atmosphere was very cheerful.
At the same time, everyone in Penglai held another meeting to discuss the matter of the sect leader.
Someone at the meeting said that the sect leader would definitely not have a chance to come back after this departure, so it would be better to hold a funeral for him immediately so that it could explain to other disciples later and would not affect Penglai's reputation.
Others said that maybe the leader still had a chance to come back, and it was too hasty to hold a funeral now.
Someone immediately asked, if the funeral is not held now, when will it be held? If the suzerain is likely to come back, when will he come back? How will he be treated after he comes back?
These problems gave rise to a new problem.
Now that they no longer have a sect leader, should they immediately elect a new one and promote him to be the sect leader, or just leave the position vacant and just hold meetings to decide any matters?
They spent a whole day and night arguing about these things. After all, they were cultivators and their bodies were very good. They could argue for three days and three nights with their eyes open, let alone a whole day and a night. The more they argued, the more energetic they became, and the angrier they became.
Finally, they finally decided to leave the position of sect leader vacant for the time being. After a period of time, if the sect leader could not come back, they would elect a new sect leader.
As for who will be the new sect leader, that will have to be decided at another meeting when the time comes.
It’s too early to think about those things now. As soon as someone discussed for a few words, they were interrupted and everyone dispersed after the meeting.
They looked gloomy and miserable, as if there was thunder overhead that was about to strike. They walked in a hurry, either with their heads down or their hands behind their backs.
There was no mood for chatting. Everyone had a bitter look on their faces and could hardly smile. The whole Penglai was quiet, as if it was about to be destroyed.
It wasn't like this before, but now the demons are almost reaching them, so they have no choice but to be anxious. There is nothing to talk about except quarreling.
Now, they are worried about the sect leader coming back and having to face his anger, and they are also worried that the sect leader will not come back. There will definitely be some turmoil in choosing a new sect leader. If there is no election, there will probably be another tug of war, and quarrels at the meeting are inevitable.
Keeping silent is tantamount to consent or giving up. If the result is not satisfactory, you will definitely regret not speaking at the meeting, so you have to speak up.
But, to be honest, arguing with someone is much more tiring than simply talking, so you have to be prepared, otherwise, when the time comes, you might even faint while arguing with someone.
No matter what they think, life goes on.
Suddenly one day, the demons could no longer hold back and asked the island owner for permission to take over Penglai.
The island owner said that he would consider it for a while, after all, this was a big deal. Once he had thought it through, he would tell them the decision and hoped they would understand.
The demons all expressed their understanding, but could not help but ask how long it would take to consider. If it took an unending period of time, they could not wait any longer. It was very likely that some demons would sneak out and take action in advance, and it would be hard to predict what would happen at that time.
The island owner nodded and told them that there would be results in three days.
They looked at each other, reluctantly calmed down, and waited for the results in three days, secretly hoping that the island owner would agree with their ideas and make detailed plans for them, just like he did many years ago.
They were nervous, excited, and expectant at the same time. They went to drink and eat meat, thinking that they could have one more game before the big battle, as they might not be so leisurely in the future.
But he didn't know that the island owner went to see the leader of Penglai and told him about this matter.
Of course, the Penglai Sect Leader objected immediately and firmly, without any room for retreat. He stared at the other person, his face flushed red, he gritted his teeth, and was filled with resentment, as if he wanted to pounce on him and take a bite.
The island owner avoided the clan leader's gaze at first and told him the situation. The clan leader sneered and scolded him mercilessly, saying that he was ambitious, shameless and ridiculous.
Finally, the clan leader harshly criticized the island owner with one sentence, saying that those who are not of our race must have different hearts, and he should have killed them ruthlessly earlier.
The island master could have pretended not to have heard the previous words, or was just a little angry, but the last sentence infuriated him. He sneered, raised his hand, grabbed the chain around the clan master's neck, and pulled the clan master forward fiercely.
The voice in the clan leader's throat suddenly stagnated, and he was forced to be pulled over by him. However, he still refused to look at him, and just kept turning his head to the side, as if by not looking at him, he could pretend that this person did not exist.
The island master gnashed his teeth, veins popped out on his hands, his face flushed, his voice was cold, his tone was cruel and shrill, with an undisguised sneer: "Very good, I will tell them now, go and fight immediately, if you can't beat them, then all die! I want to see if they can hand over a second clan leader this time and ask for forgiveness!"
After saying that, the island owner snorted coldly, threw the chain in his hand to the side fiercely, turned around and left without hesitation.
The chain hit the head of the bed with a bang, and the sect leader was pulled by the chain and fell towards the bedside table and onto the bed.
The clan leader lowered his head and took deep breaths. His face was flushed from being unable to breathe. There were purple bruises on his neck from being strangled. Both of his hands were shaking. However, he climbed up from the bed almost in the blink of an eye and suddenly grabbed the island owner who was about to leave.
The island owner shook his hand but failed to get rid of it. The clan leader, on the other hand, became more and more aggressive and moved closer to the island owner, hugging his waist with both hands and pressing his face against his back.
The island owner sensed the clan leader's sudden show of goodwill, stopped, and suddenly became alert. All the muscles in his body bulged, like a leopard ready to hunt.
But the sect leader did not do anything immediately, so the island owner gradually relaxed, raised his eyebrows, stood in place, with an expression that was a mixture of a smile, anger and contempt on his face, as if he was gritting his teeth and saying, "You're nothing special."
The clan leader had no expression on his face, but his voice was very gentle. He asked the island owner: "Can you change your mind? As long as you change your mind, I will do anything you ask me to do."
The island owner sneered and asked sarcastically: "Aren't you a prisoner now? Is there nothing I can do for you now?"
The clan leader’s face grew colder, but his voice became gentler: “I know my identity, but if I wasn’t useful to you, you wouldn’t have kept me for so long.
You and I both know that, although this is not very useful, it is not something that can be replaced by just anyone. Otherwise, you could have replaced me long ago. Others are much safer than me. So I think you also know the difference between being obedient and not being satisfied with everything, right? "
"You have been on the Demon Island for such a long time," the island owner turned around and looked at the clan leader, as if he could see through his heart, and said with a smile, "Don't you know that the demons don't care about these things at all?
It doesn't matter if I obey you or not, as long as you are in my hands, it doesn't matter if you die, I can change to someone else. You also said that others are safer than you, so why should I cling to you?"
The clan leader's face turned pale, but he managed to raise the corner of his mouth, held the island owner's hand, lowered his eyes and made a submissive gesture, hiding the hatred that could hardly be hidden in his eyes, and said with a smile: "There is no new clan leader in Penglai now, so I am a unique trophy in your hands, right? If I break, it will be a bit of a pity, right?"
The island owner raised his eyebrows, lifted his face, and saw the resentment that flashed across his eyes. He was not surprised at all and said with a smile, "Do you think I'm short of spoils?
Even if you are special, it's just like this.
If I want a new one, I can just ask them to choose another one and send it to me. I think someone will do it. After all, most of the people who sent you here are still alive now."
The sect leader gritted his teeth, and the hatred in his eyes could no longer be hidden. Half of it was directed at the person in front of him, and the other half was directed at those who sent him here.
Those people did not persuade him to come here, but they drugged him, washed him clean, tied him up, and put him in a coffin-like box as if he were a gift, and sent him to the island owner.
Even though he had been on the Demon Island for such a long time, he still could not forget the faces of those people, pale, ugly, old and terrifying.
Even though he faced the owner of the Demon Island every day, he would occasionally think of those people in his dreams at midnight and would be unable to sleep because of hatred. He would curse them to die a bad death and think that one day he would go back and never let them live. His hatred for them even exceeded his hatred for the island owner at one point.
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