Chapter 139: Fuling Pill

After everyone left, the Lotus Church's attention was once again focused on Chen Lang.

"Take the Lu family away first." The Southern Sect Leader ordered.

It is obvious that everyone has an opinion about Chen Lang. When it comes to discussing the opinions, the discussion may become a little heated and may even affect the life safety of this young man from the Lu family.

Lu Youzhi also saw the coldness in the eyes of many Pingtian Sect followers. He smiled faintly and bowed to the Southern Sect Leader:
"I will go by myself and wait for good news."

Then he turned around and returned to the prison.

"Chen Lang, what do you mean?" A soul master took the lead and said, "If you don't want the ransom, then get out of here. Get out of the Lotus Church. Why are you pretending to be so noble here?"

"Eagle" sighed nearby: "Some people, relying on their own abilities, think that they are indispensable for the mission of the High Priest, otherwise the entire Pingtian Sect will not be able to function. They use this as a threat and want to negotiate terms."

"Where is he from? Who brought him to the grand ceremony? Let him go back to where he came from, he is not welcome here." Another old soul master had a sullen face and was about to issue an expulsion order.

Although Chen Lang did make great contributions and caught the living sacrifices very quickly, what would happen if he was a little slower or a little less? This was how all the grand sacrifices in the past were handled.

Whether the grand sacrifice is good or not is the leader’s business. Does our ransom matter?
"They are the men under the Southern Leader." The Western Leader replied.

The old soul master choked for a moment, "Oh, no wonder he is so righteous and awe-inspiring, and has a great vision."

He noticed the cold expression on the Southern Sect Leader's face and felt that it was not right to say so. After all, the word "righteous and awe-inspiring" in the Pingtian Sect was somewhat sarcastic, so he changed his words:

"What I mean is, if you have better ideas, you might as well speak out publicly. I'm sorry that I'm too narrow-minded to understand these."

"You guys discuss your own things, I am an outsider." The Southern Cult Leader naturally noticed the gazes from all around and chose to withdraw from the dispute.

"Master, you are righteous." The old soul master said respectfully. He felt relieved and asked Chen Lang directly:

"You tell me. You must give me a reason today for not accepting the ransom."

"It's very simple."

Chen Lang looked around and said, "Because I want to be the chief priest, I must use the best living sacrifice and the best black banner. Is there a problem?"

After he said that, everyone else was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Is that what you think?" Finally, the old soul master couldn't hold it in anymore and asked.

"Yes."

Chen Lang repeated, "I will be the Lotus Cult Master. No sacrifice can be missing. This is a notice. Do you understand?"

"Pfft, cough, cough." The old soul master couldn't help laughing, then cleared his throat and said seriously:
"Did you hear that? Our chief priest is Master Chen Lang. Stop arguing and keep the living sacrifice safe. No matter who comes in the future or how much the ransom is, we cannot release them.

After the grand ceremony begins, all those people will be thrown into the blood pool. No matter how powerful their background is, it doesn't matter. If a family comes to seek revenge, Master Chen Lang will help us to eliminate the disaster. We just need to follow Master Chen Lang and we will surely make a lot of money. What is this ransom? Right?"

These words continued to stir up the emotions of others, and since the Southern Cult Leader remained a bystander and did not express his opinion, some people responded one after another:
"Chen Lang, what are you daydreaming about?"

"You are in the early stage of foundation building. What do you have to be the leader? Just because the queen looked at you twice more?"

Chen Lang didn't say anything, but quietly took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The first one had followed him for a long time. There were currently more than 8,000 souls, and their bodies had already turned black and bloody.

The other three were recently given to him as tools to capture other disciples.

What do you have to become a leader? Stupid, of course it's your ability.

What do you think I'm asking for so many blood flags for? Of course, I'm going to kill you.

"Why, do you want to fight the flag?"

The old soul master sensed Chen Lang's intention, sneered, waved his sleeves, and fluttered the blood flag, "I haven't seen your ability yet, let me see what qualifications you have to dare to call yourself the leader?"

"No fighting flags allowed."

The Southern Sect Leader frowned. Even if the fighting went to pieces today, he would not interfere. The only thing he could not do was take care of the Dou Banner, as that was the property of the Pingtian Sect.

“Master of the South, you are in charge now. Tell me, how can this matter be handled? As long as we are allowed, we can solve it ourselves.” Cutting off someone’s financial resources is like taking his life. Several soul masters came forward one after another, determined to get rid of Chen Lang.

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, a subordinate suddenly came running over and said, "Sir, there is an envoy from the Lu family who wants to see you."

"Let him come." said the Southern Leader.

A gray-robed messenger came with a box in his hands. He came before the Southern Cult Master and presented the box with both hands:
"This is a gift from the master. I hope you can accept it."

"What's in it?" asked the Southern Cult Leader. He took the box and opened it. It was empty inside, with a small white porcelain bottle placed in the middle of the soft cloth.

In front of the porcelain bottle, there was a jade piece with words engraved on it. The Southern Sect Leader picked up the jade piece and looked at it, and his face suddenly changed.

Then he uncorked the bottle, closed his eyes and sniffed it, his face moving slightly, as if he was drinking fine wine.

Others also looked over.

"The Lu family is indeed a family of alchemists, and they are really generous." He sighed, and then explained to everyone:

"This is the Soul-Subduing Pill, made from Kunmu and Purple Gold Ginseng. It has the effect of stabilizing one's cultivation. Old Master Lu is very sincere. The value of this item is far greater than what you have obtained before. If you sell it outside, it will cost at least 100,000 Spirit Stones, but you may not be able to get it. Who of you needs it?"

"My lord, you have good eyesight."

The messenger said, “But the master said that when he saw you just now, he felt that you had just entered the Golden Elixir Realm and still had some flaws, so this was given to you.

He thinks you are a truly wise person and wants to make friends with you. "

Having said that, the others naturally understood. The old soul master said, "Since it is for the Southern Sect Leader, you should take it."

"Yes, Mr. Lu is a very nice person."

They were not envious. Although golden elixir-level elixirs were expensive, they were not suitable for foundation-building cultivators like them.

"Do you want it? You have already completed your foundation building, and are only one step away from breaking through the golden elixir. Maybe it will be useful to you." The Southern Sect Leader looked at Lord Black Sparrow.

Lord Black Sparrow shook his head, "Take it. I told you it's for you. If you take it, you have to do something, right?"

All medicines are poisonous to some extent. This also applies to spiritual practice and should not be used blindly.

The Southern Cult Leader nodded, calmly placed the box on the stone table, and said to the messenger:

"Tell Mr. Lu that the things have been received."

"Yes." The messenger retreated.

……

Then, it was quiet again, but the atmosphere was obviously different.

Several soul masters stared at Chen Lang with ill intentions.

"Mr. Lu loves his son very much. I have to go check it out. The dungeon is so dark. Don't bump into anything."

The Southern Cult Leader stood up and sighed, "You guys can handle the things here by yourselves. As long as you don't fight with the flags, anything is fine. But I still want to remind you that peace is the most important thing in everything. Try not to use force if you can use words."

"Got it. Take care." The old soul master locked his eyes on Chen Lang, his knuckles cracking.

Several other soul masters also put down their Ten Thousand Soul Banners and stared at Chen Lang.

Chen Lang glanced at the box on the table and said, "Can I see what was sent?"

"Please." The Southern Leader smiled.

Chen Lang opened the box, pulled out the cork, tilted his head back, and swallowed the pill into his stomach.

"I started talking, are you going to do it?"

……

(End of this chapter)