The cultivators from various factions who had just stood up looked at each other in dismay.
The red-haired middle-aged man from the Blood Fiend Sect was the first to react.
Without a word, he dropped to his knees with a heavy thud, kneeling even more decisively than before.
Sect Master Su has incredible foresight! We mere mortals are truly far behind!
Earlier, we failed to recognize Mount Tai and could not comprehend the Sect Master's painstaking efforts!
The Sect Master appeared to be demanding spirit stones, but in reality, he was warning us for our own good!
The Blood Fiend Sect's admiration for the Sect Master is like the flooding of the Yellow River, surging wildly out of control!
The leading woman of the Joyous Union Sect flashed a charming gaze. With a graceful bow toward Su Ji, her knees gave way, and she knelt down as well.
We were foolish and nearly failed to appreciate the Sect Master's good intentions.
The Sect Master's actions are truly a great blessing to the cultivation world of Great Xia. We submit to you wholeheartedly!
With these two factions taking the lead, how could the representatives of the other sects dare to remain standing?
This was getting ridiculously competitive.
If they remained standing, wouldn't it make them look blind and incapable of grasping the Sect Master's profound intentions?
And so...
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The continuous sounds of knees hitting the ground echoed across the square once again.
The scene was even more synchronized than when they had been forced down by the Holy Lord's oppressive aura earlier.
One by one, they forced expressions of sudden realization and utmost reverence onto their faces, shouting the most excessively cheesy praises they could muster.
We submit wholeheartedly!
The Sect Master is truly a god among men!
Listening to your words is better than ten years of cultivation!
Su Ji was left completely speechless.
Looking at the massive crowd kneeling below, scrambling over each other to flatter him, he felt a headache coming on.
Seriously...
Why did you all kneel again?
He just wanted to extort some money. Why was everyone actively adding all this extra drama?
Su Ji felt like he was about to lose his composure.
He waved his hand and spoke weakly.
Alright, alright, seriously, get up.
Eat what you want, drink what you want.
Don't be so formal.
Just treat this place like your own home.
However, given what had just happened, who would dare to believe those words?
One by one, they merely crawled up from the ground and then shrank back into their seats like frightened quails, not daring to move an inch.
They were terrified that some opportunist would suddenly jump out and say, The Sect Master was just being polite, and you actually took it seriously? Do you think the Acacia Sect is your home?
In the end, this succession ceremony of the Acacia Sect, which had shaken the entire Great Xia, concluded in this bizarre manner.
A few days later.
Acacia Sect, back mountain.
Inside the luxurious palace belonging to the Sect Master.
Su Ji sat cross-legged on a warm jade bed. Floating in front of him was a black storage ring.
It was the very same one he had looted from the Holy Lord of the Puppet Heaven Holy Land that day.
At this moment, the ring was buzzing, and fine cracks were even appearing on its surface, as if it would burst open at any second.
Over the past few days, the major sects and prominent families had successively sent people to deliver their spirit stone compensation.
Every single one of them was terrified that if they delivered it too late, the unpredictable new Sect Master would find another excuse to extort them.
Su Ji willed it.
Crash!
Like a landslide or a tsunami.
A mountain of spirit stones instantly poured out of the storage ring, completely burying Su Ji beneath it.
Spiritual energy, so dense that it was almost liquid, permeated the hall, transforming into visible white mist.
If a mortal were to stay in this place for even a second, they would likely explode on the spot from the sheer volume of this majestic spiritual energy.
I'm rich...
Su Ji's eyes curved into thin crescents as he looked at the small mountain of top-tier spirit stones before him.
He casually grabbed a handful, feeling the pure energy within, and the sense of satisfaction in his heart was beyond words.
Although the process had been a bit convoluted, the result was excellent.
He did a quick count. Including the funds he had extorted earlier, the total amount was roughly over 7.3 million.
Thoroughly satisfied, Su Ji stored the majority of the spirit stones back into his own storage ring, leaving only a small pile outside.
After a moment of thought, he took out a translucent white storage ring from his robes.
This was the one he had looted from that Nascent Soul remnant.
He casually swept about 300,000 top-tier spirit stones into it.
Having finished all this, he contentedly pocketed the ring and pushed the door open to leave.
Su Jiu's courtyard.
Su Jiu was sitting by the stone table in the courtyard, holding an ancient text and reading quietly.
Hearing footsteps, she looked up. Seeing Su Ji's smug and triumphant expression, her beautiful brows furrowed instinctively.
This guy sure has a lot of free time.
Su Ji walked up to her with a grin. Without a word, he directly grabbed one of her slightly cool, small hands.
Su Jiu's body stiffened, and she instinctively tried to pull it back.
Don't move.
Su Ji applied a little force, preventing her from breaking free.
With his other hand, he took out the white storage ring. Then, under the gaze of Su Jiu's bewildered and shocked eyes, he slowly slipped the ring onto her ring finger.
The size was neither too big nor too small; it was just right.
Su Jiu's face instantly flushed red.
What... what are you doing?!
Su Jiu's voice carried a trace of barely noticeable panic.
Returning your ring, of course.
Su Ji spoke with complete justification. He even looked down to admire it and nodded in satisfaction.
Mhm, not bad. It looks quite nice.
The size is perfect, too.
Su Jiu's face grew even redder. She pulled hard to get her hand back, but Su Ji held on tightly.
Stop talking nonsense! Let go!
I won't.
Not only did Su Ji refuse to let go, but he actually tightened his grip, intertwining their fingers.
He leaned in close to Su Jiu's ear, lowering his voice with a teasing tone.
What's wrong? Is Junior Sister feeling shy?
I... I am not!
Su Jiu stubbornly denied it, but her slightly trembling eyelashes and her ears, which were so red they looked ready to bleed, had already betrayed her.
Seeing her like this, the smile on Su Ji's lips grew even wider.
He stopped teasing her, let go of her hand, and his expression suddenly turned solemn.
Junior Sister.
Hmm?
Su Jiu rubbed her wrist and replied in an annoyed tone.
I am preparing to go into seclusion.
Su Ji looked at her, enunciating each word clearly.
I am going to forge the Heavenly Palace Golden Core.
Back then, with the help of Senior Hui Xing, she had drawn down heavenly lightning to temper her body and had only succeeded by a stroke of luck.
But Su Ji...
He was probably planning to forcefully smash through that heavenly chasm using nothing but spirit stones!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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