Looking at the Feisha Beast's corpse in his storage ring, Sun Zhonghuang took a deep breath.
Because this thing was his key to an opportunity.
At the same time, he had no idea what Su Bai wanted with the corpse of a monstrous beast, so after finding the Feisha Beast's corpse, Sun Zhonghuang cleaned every single toe of the Feisha Beast before daring to approach Su Bai.
Seeing Su Bai sweeping the small forest up ahead, Sun Zhonghuang took another deep breath and walked over.
"Greetings, Senior. I am a disciple of the Hundred Refinements Sect, Sun Zhonghuang."
Sun Zhonghuang mustered up his courage to speak.
"What is it?" Su Bai asked, tilting his head.
Seeing Su Bai's relatively cold tone, Sun Zhonghuang knew that with someone like him, the usual polite formalities were unnecessary and it was best to get straight to the point.
"This is the thing, Senior. I heard you need the corpses of monstrous beasts, and I happen to have the corpse of a Feisha Beast, which I bring to you!"
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Su Bai became interested.
Although the thirteen of them had hunted down plenty of monstrous beasts for Yi Feng, there weren't many exotic ones.
This had been a lingering regret for Su Bai, who hated himself for being useless and was always looking for fresh delicacies to offer to his Master.
As for the Feisha Beast, Su Bai had heard of it and knew it was indeed a good find.
"Bring it out and show me."
Su Bai spoke with some urgency.
Seeing Su Bai's eagerness, Sun Zhonghuang trembled with excitement.
It seemed the Feisha Beast's corpse was indeed useful.
Impressive.
His master was truly a living prophet.
Foreseeing everything without error.
Sun Zhonghuang quickly brought out the Feisha Beast's corpse from his storage ring.
Seeing it, Su Bai's eyes lit up.
"A good find. I certainly need this!"
Su Bai declared immediately.
Hearing this, Sun Zhonghuang became even more excited.
But he still managed to remain composed and spoke respectfully, "I’m glad you like it, Senior. This is just my humble offering to you."
"No work, no reward,"
While young, Su Bai had a clear understanding of such matters and directly said, "What are your conditions or what do you need help with? Just say it!"
These words struck a chord with Sun Zhonghuang.
He knew the crucial moment had come.
What should he say?
Ask Su Bai to rescue Sun Zimei?
Ask Su Bai to help him become the Sect Leader of the Hundred Refinements Sect?
But it seemed inappropriate no matter how he put it. Just as he was unsure what to say, he suddenly had an idea.
He immediately knelt down on both knees.
"I beg Senior to take me as a disciple. Of course, I don’t require you to treat me as a close disciple. Even as a junior disciple who only serves you tea and water, I would be willing!"
Sun Zhonghuang knelt on the ground, his attitude filled with sincerity.
"Oh, sure,"
Thinking Yi Feng would like the Feisha Beast, Su Bai agreed without hesitation.
Sun Zhonghuang was taken aback.
Then, he was filled with joy and heavily kowtowed on the ground.
He never expected Su Bai to agree so quickly.
Everything went smoothly.
Too smoothly.
Hahaha...
He was about to reach the pinnacle of his life.
A promising future was beckoning him.
He had already imagined his specific plans for the first step: getting rid of Yi Feng.
Then marrying Shi Qingwu.
And then taking the position of Sect Leader.
Then hundreds of sects would homage to him.
Wait...
No.
Something was wrong.
Why was his master kneeling?
Shouldn’t it be him kneeling?
No.
The person he was kneeling to was...
Crap.
Yi Feng?!!!!
In that instant, Sun Zhonghuang was overwhelmed with horror.
What was going on?
Why was his newly accepted master kneeling before Yi Feng?
"Su Bai, what’s going on here?"
As Yi Feng strolled past, he saw Sun Zhonghuang kneeling before Su Bai and couldn't help but ask.
"Master, the thing is, he brought you a fine delicacy as a gift, please take a look."
Su Bai quickly handed over the storage ring.
"Oh, it really is a good find!"
Yi Feng opened the storage ring and saw the Feisha Beast, immediately showing appreciation. This looked delicious!
"As a token of thanks, he asked me to take him as a disciple, so I agreed," Su Bai said respectfully.
"Oh, you little one, you've taken a disciple too. Not bad,"
Yi Feng patted Su Bai on the head.
Su Bai gave a simple laugh and then looked at Sun Zhonghuang, commanding, "My cultivation is all given by Master. Don’t you dare not kneel before him?"
"Of course, of course! Greetings, Master!"
Still in shock, Sun Zhonghuang, upon hearing Su Bai's words, instinctively kowtowed.
"Don't be so courteous, really."
Yi Feng gave a slight smile and then turned back to continue his walk in the small forest.
"Get up,"
Su Bai said.
Sun Zhonghuang, frightened, got up.
"Since you are now my disciple, I have nothing good to give you. Tell me, do you have any wishes? If I can fulfill it, I will do my best to grant it."
Sun Zhonghuang was sweating profusely.
His eyes darted around, and the next second, the words flew out of his mouth.
"Disciple has no other requests, only one thought — to steadfastly support Yi Feng Master, firmly stand by Sect Leader Shi Qingwu's side!
"Anyone who opposes them will have to deal with me first!"
Sun Zhonghuang raised his fingers, his face filled with determination.
"Very good!"
Su Bai's expression softened.
Immediately came the sound of praise...
...
Time passed quickly.
A few more days went by.
Now, all the chores of sweeping the small forest and Yi Feng's courtyard were fully taken over by Sun Zhonghuang.
Although he was doing rough, laborious work here, his position in the sect had risen in just a few short days, even the Second Elder and others treated him with respect, despite him originally being Sun Zimei's disciple.
The reason?
Simply because he could become Su Bai's disciple, and more importantly, because he could work in Yi Feng's courtyard.
Of course,
Sun Zhonghuang also had a clear understanding of his place.
So he never overstepped any boundaries.
This day,
The door of the dungeon opened.
A ray of light shot in, making the entire dark environment a bit brighter.
Sun Zhonghuang stood with his hands behind his back, leading a large group of Hundred Refinements Sect elders into the dungeon.
He walked along the cell by cell, each one carefully warded with arrays.
Finally,
He arrived at Sun Zimei's cell.
After several days of anxious waiting, seeing this, Sun Zimei stood up excitedly.
My good disciple.
Indeed my good disciple.
I did not misjudge you.
Hahahaha...
So full of vigor, it seems to have succeeded, huh, and so many people are following to boot, it seems that the Hundred Refinements Sect has been taken under control, huh.
Yet,
What he did not expect was that Sun Zhonghuang did not even stop for a moment, walking straight past.
Only left a light sentence, "Come on, this man can still move freely, looks like there’s a risk of breaking out of the cell, strengthen the seals in his prison some more."
?????
Sun Zimei was struck like thunder.
He staggered back with his feet and hit the wall, his pupils full of despair.
Then he spat out a mouthful of old blood, lying on the ground in a lifeless manner.
Far off, Sun Zhonghuang heard the sound, twitched his ears, but did not look back.
Master, Master.
Do not blame your disciple for not being filial.
Prospective victories matter, you’ve chosen the wrong path, it is necessary for you to face this tribulation.
Luckily,
You haven’t pushed things to extremes.
So I am actually saving you this way.
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