Chapter 149 Teasing
"Good, very imposing and spirited." Chen Lang smiled and waved to the Southern Cult Leader:
"Drag him away and refine him."

The Southern Cult Leader nodded and signaled his men to drag Lu Youzhi away.

"No need, I can do it myself." The struggle in Lu Youzhi's eyes gradually disappeared, and he strode forward.

Soon, he came back.

There was a red flame mark on his head.

"Is that it?" Chen Lang wanted to use this to buy a little more time.

"We have all the materials, so this isn't difficult." said the Southern Cult Leader.

Then, he added, "I have handed over the control of his body to the Empress, just like you did then. If you need it, you can refine it again and take it away. Anyway, it is not in my hands."

Lu Youzhi listened, and suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

The Southern Sect Leader had just told him a lot, but now he discovered that there was no "red mark" on Chen Lang's forehead.

Thinking back to what the Southern Sect Leader said about “that time”, Lu Youzhi realized that things were not what he thought.

"You are not a puppet anymore?"

"When Patriarch Chen was appointed Patriarch of Lotus, Her Majesty had already withdrawn control," said Patriarch Nanfang.

Lu Youzhi nodded silently and said no more.

The idea in his heart was more determined. If Chen Lang could get rid of his puppet body, why couldn't I? There was a chance.

"Then go on. The energy in the pool has begun to gather. Don't delay." said the Ox-Faced Man.

"Okay." Chen Lang nodded, indicating that he should continue to offer sacrifices. Lord Niuma was here, and if he delayed forcibly, it would arouse suspicion.

"Wait, Lu Youzhi, come here."

Several soul masters smiled strangely and called out to Lu Youzhi who was standing nearby, "You are here to work, not to watch the fun. Why don't you come over and meet the masters?"

They seemed to see the shadow of Chen Lang in this person. Chen Lang was so arrogant and domineering that he caused them a lot of trouble. Today, they had to let this kid have a taste of his own medicine.

Lu Youzhi walked over and greeted everyone in turn.

"Hey, pretty well behaved."

The Western helmsman touched Lu Youzhi's head and suddenly grinned, "You, go and be responsible for throwing the sacrifice."

"This is a serious matter, isn't it inappropriate?" Lu Youzhi was shocked.

"I think it's quite suitable." Buddha-faced Vajra also thought it was a good idea. "Why, you don't even want to do this little thing, and you still say you are loyal to our Pingtian Sect?"

Lu Youzhi glanced at Chen Lang, hoping he could say something.

But Chen Lang lay comfortably in the large mahogany chair and didn't look at him.

"I'll tell you a secret. Master Chen also went through this in the past." Lord Eagle laughed in a low voice. "You don't want to go. Do you have other intentions? Or do you want us to help you?"

"I will go."

Lu Youzhi turned around and left, coming to the open space at the back, where hundreds of people were bound and guarded by Pingtian Sect guards.

Sorry.

He randomly picked a few unfamiliar faces, trying to make sure they were outer disciples he didn't know, and said, "Bring them over here and throw them in."

"Lu Youzhi, have you betrayed the sect?" Some disciples of Tianjian Sect reacted, especially the crazy monk and the female monk next to him. They had seen the red mark.

"This won't save you," said the crazy monk.

"Shut up, this way you can die later." Lu Youzhi said. He tried to choose strangers. He knew that the Pingtian Sect was just trying to embarrass him. He just let it go. He also had feelings and didn't want to kill his fellow disciples. "Lu Youzhi, you spineless, coward! You still have the nerve to be an inner sect disciple? Bah." Someone shouted and cursed. Anyway, he was about to die, so there was no scruple.

"Add them in." Lu Youzhi paused and pulled out a few of the ones who cursed the most fiercely.

After picking out the first batch and sending them to the sacrificial pool, Lu Youzhi stretched out his hand and pushed the people in. With a hissing sound, blood-red smoke emerged. Lu Youzhi's hands trembled slightly and slowly stabilized.

"Don't hesitate, choose me."

In the second round, the crazy monk and the female monk next to him spoke. They were very calm and did not yell or curse. They just said to Lu Youzhi:
"No need to say anything more. Your hesitation and struggle will only become their entertainment."

Lu Youzhi was stunned for a moment, then he understood, and simply and indifferently dragged a few people and continued the launch.

"Hold on."

The Western Captain smiled and stopped him, "How boring! I remember your people are here."

Lu Youzhi's face changed again. He felt that these people from Pingtian Sect were simply demons.

When those people from the Lu family were captured and lined up in front of him, even if Lu Youzhi was mentally prepared, his defense was broken at this moment.

He was covered in cold sweat, his face was pale, and his mind was empty. Several soul masters from the Pingtian Sect were laughing, pointing at him, and saying something from time to time, but he couldn't hear clearly.

The Tianjian Sect was indifferent to him and did not help him. He had no psychological burden and could just pick anyone at random, but when facing his clansmen, he really didn't dare to look at their eyes.

"I'll go first."

The old butler took a step forward, very relaxed, as if he had just finished his work and returned home, and came in front of Lu Youzhi without making any comments on his choice.

"Sir, I'm leaving now. If you have a chance to see the master again, please thank him for me. Thank you for your cultivation over the years."

Then he jumped into it.

In an instant, the color of the blood pool became extremely rich.

"Hmm, a quasi-golden elixir." The Southern Sect Leader sighed softly. The sacrifice of such a master provided sufficient nutrients.

The blood pool was boiling. The blood lines formed by the blood flags were extremely solid and intersected above the center of the pool. Countless souls were intertwined and torn apart. Distorted faces emerged and squeezed and deformed each other.

Chen Lang stood up, took out the wooden pole and threw it in. It was time to raise the flag.

As soon as the pole was thrown in, the boiling pool of blood calmed down in an instant, and a flag began to be born along the pole, growing black mercury-like sprouts. They grew rapidly, intertwined with each other, and weaved into a flag.

"Southern Sect Leader, can you lend me your mirror?" Chen Lang suddenly said.

The Southern Cult Leader was slightly stunned, "What do you want this for?"

He remembered that this was not what the great festival required.

"I have no interest in Lu Youzhi, so I will leave it to you. I will leave the decision on how to deal with the people in the Lu family to you." Chen Lang said something that seemed irrelevant.

The Southern Sect Leader understood, and he decisively threw the mirror over. No matter what he did, it was just for temporary use. If it could resolve a cause and effect, that would be great.

Chen Lang took the mirror, felt relieved, and began to practice peacefully.

The pole was slowly covered with a layer of black, and a black flag was slowly taking shape.

Suddenly, at a certain moment his eyelids twitched, and a powerful aura swept through the vicinity and disappeared in an instant.

But this divine thought was too powerful. Even though it only lasted for a moment, everyone noticed it. The several soul masters who were making fun of Lu Youzhi, Lord Black Sparrow who was observing indifferently, Eagle, the two Lords Ox and Horse whose auras were unfathomable, and the Southern Sect Leader who was standing with his hands behind his back, all stood up and looked towards the southeast.

Outside the valley, the sun was setting in the middle of the sky, scorching hot.

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(End of this chapter)