Two disciples carried Gu Fengheng into the meeting hall and gently put the couch down. Gu Fengheng was so weak that he only had one breath left. The slightest movement would cause him extreme pain.
Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan smiled at each other, picked up the teacups on the coffee table, and drank nonchalantly. Whether Gu Fengheng came or not didn't make much difference to them. They were determined to join the Qingliu Sect.
The Great Elder and his group all looked at Gu Fengheng, waiting for him to speak. He was still the leader of the Qingliu Sect, so they naturally had to obey his orders.
Gu Fengheng glared at Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan angrily. He would never give up the Qingliu Sect to them. They were his enemies, the Qingliu Sect's greatest enemy. If he hadn't been injured, he would have fought them to the end.
"Everyone listen... the next leader of my Qingliu sect is... Zhao... Zhao... cough cough cough..." Gu Fengheng started coughing violently.
"Master!" The Great Elder and his group rushed towards Gu Fengheng.
Gu Fengheng finally stopped coughing. His already pale face turned even paler. He shook his head gently and tried to speak, but found he didn't even have the strength to speak. It seemed like he couldn't change anything.
Gu Fengheng's body trembled slightly, and his face was full of pain. After a long time, his head tilted and he was no longer breathing. However, his eyes were still open, and there was only a trace of unwillingness in them.
"Master!" Everyone shouted, their faces filled with sorrow. Past scenes of their time with Gu Fengheng kept flashing through their minds.
The Great Elder raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, then turned to look at Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan, "You two! Our sect leader just passed away. Could you please allow us to take care of his funeral arrangements before making a decision?"
Su Jinyue casually turned the teacup in her hand, glanced at the deceased Gu Fengheng, and said slowly: "Sooner or later, you have to make a choice." It's not that she disregards morality. She can let them help with Gu Fengheng's funeral, but that has to wait until they make a choice.
If they chose to surrender, she and Yihan would naturally let them handle Gu Fengheng's funeral in style, since he was the former leader of the Qingliu Sect. If they were unwilling to surrender, then they would be her and Yihan's enemies. To be kind to an enemy would be to be cruel to oneself.
The Great Elder pondered for a moment and sighed deeply, "Our decision is to surrender." Even if he becomes a sinner of the Qingliu Sect, he will protect the Qingliu Sect.
Su Jinyue curled her lips slightly, took out a bottle of pills, looked at everyone and said, "Now you eat this pill."
The Great Elder's expression changed. He exchanged glances with everyone, then walked towards Su Jinyue. He looked at the jade bottle in Su Jinyue's hand for a long time before slowly raising his hand and taking the pill.
He opened the jade bottle and poured out a pill. The elder hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and put the pill into his mouth. He knew that this was the only choice he had now.
He walked over to the crowd and handed the pill to the second elder.
The second elder took the jade bottle, poured out a pill and put it into his mouth. If Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan really wanted to kill them, they would not be able to resist at all.
After everyone had finished taking the pills, Su Jinyue nodded in satisfaction and took out ten more bottles of pills and placed them on the coffee table. "The pills you just took will cause an attack every month. This is the antidote. Take one pill every month. Don't worry, this antidote will only benefit you."
Hearing Su Jinyue's words, everyone's faces turned ugly. They had guessed from the beginning that the pill they had taken was poisonous, but they had no choice but to eat it.
"What's the benefit?" The Peak Master of Alchemy Peak looked at Su Jinyue, trying hard to suppress his anger. He was not only angry that Su Jinyue had given them poison, but even more angry that he didn't even know what kind of elixir it was. He was the Peak Master of Alchemy Peak, a Level 5 Immortal Alchemy Master. If even he couldn't tell, didn't that mean Su Jinyue's alchemy level was higher than his?
"It can improve your cultivation." Su Jinyue said with a smirk. If you want to completely win everyone over, you must first let them benefit.
"Really?!" Everyone looked at Su Jinyue in disbelief. Could she be so kind?
"Have you heard of the Xuepo Lingdan?" Su Jinyue glanced at everyone one by one.
"The eighth-level elixir, the Snow Soul Elixir?!" the Alchemy Peak Master asked in shock. He knew about the Snow Soul Elixir, but he'd never be able to refine it in his lifetime. The highest-ranking alchemist in the Hengtian Realm was only a sixth-level elixir master, and he was still far from reaching that level, let alone refining an eighth-level elixir.
"Eighth-level Immortal Pill?!" Everyone looked at Su Jinyue in disbelief. Could she be a master of eighth-level immortal pills?
"Yeah." Su Jinyue nodded slightly.
Everyone immediately became excited. If what Su Jinyue said was true, then they would be blessed in the future.
"I'll give you three days to deal with the aftermath." Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan stood up and walked outside.
"I forgot to tell you that we have set up an eighth-level trapping array around the Qingliu Sect."
Zhan Yihan's voice rang in everyone's ears, and everyone shuddered. They didn't doubt Zhan Yihan's words at all, because they had already taken the poison given by Su Jinyue, and Zhan Yihan had no need to lie to them.
Thinking of the consequences of not surrendering, everyone broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, they made the right choice.
When Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan disappeared in the distance, the head of the Alchemy Peak hurried to the coffee table, picked up the pill on the coffee table, opened the jade bottle, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance immediately emanated from the jade bottle.
"It's an eighth-level elixir," the head of the Alchemy Peak shouted excitedly. He didn't know if this elixir was the Snow Soul Spirit Pill, but he was certain it was an eighth-level immortal elixir.
"Great!" Everyone was delighted upon hearing this. Although they were not good at refining pills, they had all heard of the Snow Soul Elixir.
The master of the Alchemy Peak poured out a Snow Soul Spirit Pill and put it into his mouth. Soon he felt an extremely rich and pure power flowing into his body.
He quickly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and entered a state of cultivation.
Seeing this, the others were even more excited. Now they just had to wait for the result.
The two disciples who carried Gu Fengheng in looked at the deceased Gu Fengheng, and then looked at the excited crowd, wondering whether they should remind them that the sect leader's body was still here.
"Great Elder, what should we do with the Sect Master?" one of the disciples couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing this, the Great Elder remembered Gu Fengheng and coughed lightly with an embarrassed look on his face. "You go and inform everyone, and leave the rest to me."
"Yes!" The two disciples responded and retreated.
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