Chapter 152 Holy White Ritual



The last underground floor of Shenxue Sect Castle.

Chen Zhong and Yang Qin stood side by side. In front of them was a transparent glass wall, and across the wall was a crystal ice cave.

There is a small lake in the middle of the ice cave, which is full of lotus flowers that look like ice sculptures.

Only the one in the center has rich colors, with azure blue and snow-white interlaced, and the lotus petals are full of luster and exude charm.

The pole below looks like it is carved from deep jade, soft yet tough.

Because of the existence of the Holy Snow Lotus, the entire ice cave was holy and noble. Even through the glass, Chen Zhong felt relaxed and his pores opened up.

"Mr. Shen, I didn't lie to you. The secret of the Holy Snow Lotus was originally known only to the top leaders of our Shenxue Sect," Yang Qin sighed deeply, "Unfortunately, Jinxiu Pavilion started infiltrating us several years ago."

Chen Zhong sorted out his thoughts and began to lay the groundwork for his plan.

"I've heard stories of your youth in Xiling City. Queen of Iron and Ice, at the age of thirty, you led the Shenxue Sect to its peak, uniting the scattered and conflicting Snow Mountain tribes, rebuilding the once dilapidated Xiling City, and signing a deeper agreement with the Scarlet Flame Empire, securing unprecedented benefits for the people."

"But now... do you think you're still worthy of sitting on that throne and receiving the people's reverence? If those sincere young disciples of the Shenxue Sect knew that their leader had abandoned his roots for selfish desires, would they be disheartened?"

"This is the world of spiritual warriors, yet you care too much about material possessions. You've reached the ninth level of the Soul Tempering Realm in your forties, which means you're quite talented. Don't lose sight of the main goal!"

Yang Qin seemed to be enlightened, and suddenly realized what was going on. She was immediately filled with grief and heartache.

“Mr. Shen, what should I do?”

Chen Zhong chuckled casually, "Grandmaster level, do you yearn for it?"

Yang Qin's eyes lit up, "That's the dream of every spiritual warrior, how can I be exempt from it?"

"If you can make up your mind and my plan is successfully completed, I will give you a chance." Chen Zhong painted a big pie for her and took her into his arms first.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen!" Yang Qin's words were filled with excitement.

Because she was unable to find out Chen Zhong's true strength from beginning to end, as for the ninth level of the spiritual body realm that he showed?

She would never believe it even if you beat her to death!

Such a terrifying deterrent is either from an old monster who has been suppressing his strength and is unable to climb the ladder to heaven, or from a big boss who has come down from the upper realm.

Anyway, his aura is completely different from the pressure of a Grandmaster.

I wonder what her expression would be if she knew that Chen Zhong was actually only at the ninth level of the Blood Surge Realm.

I want to ask Chen Zhong if he is afraid.

I'm scared to death!

Even though he had dozens of ways to escape from the Shenxue Sect without any harm, he was still so scared that his heart was pounding.

Because he was worried that the Shenxue Sect would destroy everything and blow up the Holy Snow Lotus.

When asked why he didn't switch the things secretly, he gave the same reason: he was worried that the Shenxue Sect would have a plan to escape death and not only would he not get the things, but he would also offend people.

As for Jinxiu Pavilion, I can only blame them for trying to snatch things from me. I hope they will stop and learn their lesson!

Otherwise, don’t blame yourself for being quick and unethical!

A group of people returned to the previous meeting hall.

"What kind of magic did you cast on the Sect Master?"

"You're letting such a rude person walk around like this. Do you think my Shenxue Sect is an amusement park?"

A group of old guys, led by the Great Elder, started to scold.

"Lady Snow and the Young Master of Jinxiu Pavilion are a perfect match, a man of talent and a woman of beauty. What's wrong with this marriage?"

"That's right! It will benefit our Shenxue Sect in every way!"

Chen Zhong smiled secretly. He didn't know whether these people were really stupid or pretending to be ignorant. Anyway, many of them had ulterior motives.

But the Snow Girl's expression became increasingly ugly, with anger in her eyes. The noble and respected Saint Lady in the eyes of the people was nothing more than a tool for them to gain benefits.

"Okay, this matter is settled," Yang Qin said majestically, "The Snow Girl will fight the Young Pavilion Master first. After all, this concerns her lifelong happiness. If she loses, Mr. Shen will intervene."

"In short, our Shenxue Sect cannot be led around by the nose by Jinxiu Pavilion!"

At the end of the speech, there were cheers everywhere, but there were also many people with gloomy faces.

The crowd dispersed, and the Snow Girl walked alone outside the castle, gazing into the distance with loneliness and hope.

"What do you think?" Chen Zhong suddenly appeared behind her.

"What?" The Snow Girl asked in confusion.

"Become a true Saint of Xiling and bring more happiness to your believers." Chen Zhong said without any hesitation.

The Snow Girl frowned her light blue eyebrows and put a finger to her lips. "Don't talk nonsense, be careful someone might hear you!"

Chen Zhong didn't care and said calmly, "This opportunity is coming soon. I hope you can seize it and don't forget the person who dug the well."

The Snow Girl was surprised and when she turned around, Chen Zhongren had disappeared.

She stood there feeling lost and at a loss.

Jinxiu City, Jinxiu Pavilion.

Young Pavilion Master Jian Yun, dressed in embroidered clothes, put away his phone and said in a deep voice, "That old woman Yang Qin suddenly changed her mind and found some helper at the ninth level of the Spiritual Body Realm to try to fight us."

"Oh! Are you scared?" Pavilion Master Jian Qing replied disdainfully, "You're only at the second level of the Minor Success Realm, and you're afraid of the Spirit Body Realm? Is that woman stupid or crazy? Isn't it nice to be eaten away by us? Why does she have to turn over on the chopping block?"

"Dad, the Beast Taming Sect is already prepared. Since Yang Qin doesn't accept our kindness, we have to show her our backup plan!" Jian Yun's face showed ruthlessness and he licked his lips.

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