Chapter 457: Collecting the Protagonists
Feng Yuchen stood there in a daze.
The person who was talking incoherently on the other end of the talisman was his master.
The last time his master said that the sect was rich, his master's sect sold many of its properties.
This time his master said that the sect was rich. Not only did his master's sect get 7 million mid-grade spirit stones, but it also got back the properties that it had sold before. Now his master was like a child, excitedly telling him about the sect's future development plans.
Feng Yuchen was stunned for a few seconds before he finally reacted. He was about to kowtow to express his gratitude, but Shen Ziqing had already reached out and grabbed his arm, "There is gold under my knees, and I will only kneel to the heaven and earth and my parents. If you are truly grateful, then work hard to carry forward the Haoyu Sect's tradition, and don't give up halfway."
“Yu Chen will remember your teachings and great kindness!” Feng Yu Chen bowed, and this time Shen Ziqing did not stop him.
“Since you are so thoughtful, I will give you the Hun Tian Ling, cough cough cough—the Hun Tian Circle for protection!”
"In that case, I'll give you this pill."
"Young man, this silver brick of mine is meant for you, so I'll give it to you as a gift."
"Young man, this magic weapon said it wants to go to your place."
After a while, Feng Yuchen had a bunch of magic weapons and elixirs on him. He was flattered and kept thanking them, but finally he felt numb.
Pills that only appeared in rumors were delivered in bags like candy beans, and priceless herbs were thrown out in bundles.
Even if he fought his way to what he considered the ultimate ranking, he probably wouldn't be able to get so many treasures.
In a sense, he can now return to the sect.
“You will stay here and practice before returning to Haoyu Sect,” Shen Ziqing instructed.
Feng Yuchen nodded repeatedly, even if Shen Ziqing hadn’t reminded him, he was still thinking about how to shamelessly stay.
To those big shots, these things might not be valuable, but to him, a cultivator from a third-rate sect, each of them is a priceless treasure. He dared not even blink when holding these things, for fear of being beaten with a stick.
"Okay, next one."
As Shen Ziqing called out, another young man walked in. For some reason, he was wearing half a white mask that looked very vicious.
Everyone present could tell at a glance that the mask was extraordinary. Semi-immortals such as Kong Pu could tell at a glance that the mask was not an ordinary object and seemed to be a part of the young man's body.
Shen Ziqing hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "My friend, your mask..."
The young man hesitated for a moment, then bowed and respectfully told his life story.
"My father was once a law enforcement officer of a second-rate sect. By chance, he met my mother, who was also from a second-rate sect but was hostile to me. They agreed to elope together..."
Yao Mengyi's eyes lit up and she raised her hands high, "I know! I know! Did your parents accidentally meet another powerful person when they eloped, and then they became sworn brothers!"
"My mother was attacked by an unknown monster and lost all her cultivation. My father was also seriously injured."
"Yes, I'm sorry," Yao Mengyi sat back, paused for a few seconds, then suddenly covered her face and curled up her body.
The young man scratched his face and continued, "Although the monster looked to have been killed, it seems to have somehow parasitized my body."
As he spoke, the young man pointed to the mask on his face.
"It kept trying to control me, but when I was in danger, it would protect me in order to protect itself. It took me a lot of effort to barely control some of its power."
The young man paused and added, "Every time I break through, my spirit is pulled into a mysterious space and forced to fight with it against my face."
Li Yanmo retreated tactically, "Did it ask you the difference between the king and the horse?"
"Ah? What king? What horse?" The young man was confused. "But it did tell me the difference between humans and magic weapons."
"Speaking of which...what's your last name? What's your first name?"
"My Lord, my name is Heishanqi, and I come from the Luoshang Sect, a third-rate sect."
Li Yanmo scratched his head and said, "Wait a moment," and then went behind the scenes. Kong Pu and other semi-immortals were discussing something, and when they saw Li Yanmo coming, they told him the results of their observations.
Heishanqi's origin is much higher and more mysterious than Heishanqi himself thinks. Although Heishanqi is only at the foundation building stage, he has at least three kinds of blood power. If he really explodes, it will not be a problem for him to reach the golden elixir stage. Heishanqi's parents definitely cannot be from a second-rate sect, otherwise the secret of Heishanqi would have been exposed long ago.
However, to these demigods, Black Mountain Strange was no different from being naked, and no secrets could be hidden from him.
So they were all amazed as if they had seen something rare.
"The bloodline of the demon hunter, the bloodline of the demon slayer, the demon soul, and some other things that are hard to explain. These completely opposite forces actually coexist so harmoniously in his body. It's incredible." Taoist Hunyuan pinched his chin and nodded repeatedly. "The demon soul may have reached the fusion stage. The mask is a concrete manifestation of his mastery of some of the demon soul's power."
Xia Tian added, "Moreover, his spiritual energy is extraordinary. He can produce the same amount of energy as a Golden Core Stage person at the Foundation Establishment Stage. If he is placed in a super sect, he will be cultivated as a treasure. I didn't expect... that he would be in a third-rate sect."
The other semi-immortal sect leaders nodded, lamenting the good fortune of that third-rate sect.
Li Yanmo felt that this might not be good luck, but a kind of inevitability.
The Haoyu Sect was able to receive Feng Yuchen, the Luoshang Sect was able to receive Heishanqi, and the Qingshan Sect... could have received Xiao Yun, a freak with the bones of a saint that is rarely seen in a thousand years.
In short, it is another round that this thing is destined to be with you, and this thing wants to go to you. Heishanqi, holding a pile of treasures, walked to the side with a confused look on his face.
As someone who had experienced this, Feng Yuchen politely moved his butt to let Heishanqi sit down first.
At Shen Ziqing's call, more and more geniuses from third-rate sects entered the ancient ship. Some of them had a powerful monster sealed in their bodies, some had accidentally eaten a strange fruit when they were young and changed their physique, and some had multiple special spiritual roots.
Li Yanmo felt that he was updating the protagonist illustrations. Those semi-immortal sect leaders also watched the fun and marveled at it at the beginning, but their expressions were solemn.
As the leaders of super sects, they have naturally seen countless geniuses, and there are many geniuses who are much better than those who came today.
But their geniuses have very reasonable and evenly distributed talents.
However, the talents of these geniuses from third-rate sects who came today were extremely good, and they had a sense of unconventionality.
It would be fine if one or two third-rate sects could receive such an unconventional genius, but it would be a bit strange that so many third-rate sects had such unconventional disciples.
We are all semi-immortals, and can more or less vaguely perceive the operation and changes of the heaven and earth.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
