latelenovela #113 - Chapter 113: Establishing Authority
#113 - Chapter 113: Establishing Authority
“Huff…”
Song Yan let out a long breath, looking at the fiercely burning pill furnace before her, a hint of a smile on her face. After a whole night, she had finally weathered the most difficult part, and she felt completely drained.
“You’ve worked hard.”
Jiang Zheng slowly walked in from outside the cave. By this time, a barrier had already been erected around the mountain cave.
“I wouldn’t dare.”
Song Yan forced a bitter smile, secretly cursing Jiang Zheng as a smiling tiger. He seemed amiable and kind on the surface,
but in reality, he was a lunatic at heart, turning his face faster than flipping a book, and killing people at the slightest provocation.
“You said that the Great Revolving Golden Pill requires a blood sacrifice upon completion?” Jiang Zheng asked.
“That’s right,” Song Yan replied, maintaining the fire in the furnace as she explained.
“But it’s not a necessity. According to ancient records, if one possesses multiple Golden Pills, the blood sacrifice method can be used when the pill is about to be completed. This method can… In this way, these several Golden Pills can be refined into a single Fourth-Rank Golden Pill, and not only will the medicinal effects not be weakened, but they may even be enhanced.”
“Then how should the blood sacrifice be performed?” Jiang Zheng asked, somewhat tempted.
“This method is harmful to the natural order, you should just listen to it,” Song Yan said, feeling a strong aversion to the blood sacrifice method.
“Speak,” Jiang Zheng simply uttered a single word.
“Sigh…” Song Yan sighed, knowing she had no choice, regretting her earlier slip of the tongue. She helplessly said:
“This method uses… the higher the cultivation of the sacrificial offering…”
“Understood.”
Jiang Zheng nodded, then began to inscribe in the air. After a few breaths, a blood-red rune hung in mid-air,
which he then shot into Song Yan’s forehead.
“What is this?!” Song Yan exclaimed in shock and anger.
“Don’t get agitated, be careful with the furnace fire,” Jiang Zheng reminded, then added: “Regardless of what it is, you only need to remember… if the pill is successfully refined, you live; if the pill is destroyed, you die!”
“…” Song Yan stared at him coldly, her heart filled with towering rage, but she dared not vent it, and could only coldly snort.
“I will refine the Great Revolving Golden Pill for you, but please, Elder Jiang, do not forget your promise.”
“Re… I have always kept my word.”
He wanted to say “A scholar”, but he paused, unable to say it.
“When the pill is about to be completed, notify me using the voice transmission jade slip. If you need anything, Jin Ling is outside.”
Jiang Zheng dropped these words and left the cave directly, instructing Jin Ling a few words. Jin Ling nuzzled his cheek reluctantly.
He smiled helplessly to appease her, took out many spiritual plants and pills, then flew towards the Spirit Creek Sect.
The Great Revolving Golden Pill side was already stabilized. With that blood rune, he believed Song Yan wouldn't dare to play any tricks.
Now, the most important thing was to find a way to take down the Sect Alliance and make it work for him.
For the sake of insurance, he also set up a barrier outside the cave. This way, not only would it be foolproof, but it would also ensure that Song Yan would not be disturbed while refining the pill.
After doing all this, he spread out his divine sense, sensing the surrounding several green mountains one after another. After confirming that there were no powerful creatures, he left with peace of mind.
…
The Spirit Creek Sect had never been so lively as it was now.
All the disciples had come out of seclusion, making final preparations. They would set out tomorrow, and life and death on the battlefield would become commonplace.
No one held back anymore, and the Contribution Hall was packed.
Seeing this, Jiang Zheng turned his head directly to the Law Enforcement Hall, which was unusually deserted at this time.
Only Lu Chuan was busy with something.
“Elder Jiang! You’ve come at the right time. The Sect Master is about to summon the elders for a meeting, and this disciple was just worried about not being able to find you,”
Lu Chuan said with a smile. After several contacts, he was no longer as afraid of Jiang Zheng as he had been before.
“Alright, you’re not needed here, go and prepare as well. More preparation now means more security on the battlefield,”
Jiang Zheng nodded and waved his hand casually.
After Lu Chuan left, he flew towards the main hall.
He missed the last meeting, so this time he could see what kind of people the other elders were. He heard they had quite a few criticisms of him.
Spirit Creek Hall.
Wu Yazi sat upright on his seat, his brow furrowed, his expression vaguely displeased, only because the hall below was already a scene of chaos.
“Hmph! Elder Jiang really has a big air about him. He’s never at any of the meetings. Even if he doesn’t put us old bones in his eyes, how dare he not put the Sect Master in his eyes?”
An elder slapped the armrest, his tone angry.
“He’s a big Buddha, how can we possibly move him?”
“Hahaha, that’s right, Elder Jiang is a big Buddha, hahaha!”
The crowd burst into laughter, their ridicule all too obvious.
“Enough!”
Wu Yazi spoke, his voice full of majesty, no longer resembling the teacher he was when chatting with Jiang Zheng.
After the scene quieted down, he was also puzzled.
Originally, he also thought that Jiang Zheng was an arrogant person, but through the other party's previous visit, he felt that the other party's words and deeds were measured.
Very much like a scholar, unlike these elders who bury their heads in hard work, who look like immortals but in reality speak like fools.
But why couldn't he be invited several times? He knew that the sect would be setting out tomorrow.
Wu Yazi pondered for a moment and didn't think much about it, only assuming that Jiang Zheng was delayed by something.
“Sect Master! If Jiang Zheng doesn’t put you in his eyes like this, if you don’t show him some color, won’t his dog tail wag all the way to heaven next time?”
“That’s right, if he comes later, we must make him look good!”
One person slammed the table and stood up.
“Oh? Who wants to make Jiang look good?”
A cold voice came from a distance, but the next moment, Jiang Zheng's figure suddenly appeared in front of that person.
His whole body exuded a cold aura, and his purple robe fluttered as his crimson hair danced.
The crowd only felt a blur before their eyes. Before they could see what was happening, Jiang Zheng's figure had already appeared.
“You…”
The elder wanted to say something, but as soon as he uttered a word, a terrifying aura crashed down.
Jiang Zheng's body burst out with golden light, and he slammed the elder in front of him heavily on the ground.
The floor shattered, and the elder lay on the ground, spitting out blood, his eyes dizzy. He subconsciously wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't mobilize a trace of spiritual energy and was suppressed.
Looking at the dazzling sacred golden light, the elder became frightened. How could he not know that this was the iconic golden light that only Golden Core cultivators could nurture.
“Golden… Golden Core!!”
“No, how is this possible?! How long has it been? How could he have broken through to the Golden Core?”
Feeling the terrifying aura, everyone felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
A strong sense of absurdity emerged in their hearts.
From the time Jiang Zheng emerged to the present, how long has it been since he returned? He actually broke through from the ninth level of Qi Refining all the way to the Golden Core.
Since ancient times, who has ever heard of such a thing?
What kind of spiritual root aptitude does this son have? It's simply frightening, no! Terrifying!!
“You what you? Didn’t you want to make Jiang look good?”
Jiang Zheng sneered, raised a foot and stomped **** on his face, then looked around.
“Jiang is here, is there anyone else who is like him? If you have any colors in your pockets, take them out and let Jiang open his eyes.”
“Elder Jiang, stop!”
Wu Yazi stood up and shouted.
“Elder Li was indeed rude, but there’s no need to hurt people, right?”
Jiang Zheng turned his head to look at him, the two stared at each other for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly sank to the bottom.
Then Jiang Zheng chuckled, “What the Sect Master says is true, Jiang is taught.”
He slowly raised his foot, and restrained the golden light. Since the goal had been achieved, it was impossible to kill people here.
According to his rules, this person should have been sacrificed to the banner, but for the sake of the revenge plan, everything could be put off.
And his purpose was to establish power, to deter.
He had already heard the conversations of the elders clearly outside the door, deliberately waiting for someone to jump out, only in this way could he establish sufficient prestige.
To pave the way for the future, if Wu Yazi one day had some shortcomings, an accident… then who would dare to compete with him for the position of the next Sect Master?
At that time, he would attend the Sect Alliance as the Sect Master of the Spirit Creek Sect, and it would be justified to compete for the position of the alliance leader.
Jiang Zheng slowly walked towards the first seat on the left, the atmosphere in the entire hall was unusually oppressive, and everyone also noticed his red hair.
Seeing Jiang Zheng take his seat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially the elder who suggested giving Jiang Zheng some color, his legs were shaking just now.
The Golden Core is not terrible, but Jiang Zheng is a Golden Core is very terrible, the entire sect knows, this is a **** of death.
Offending him, maybe one day he will be forcibly dragged to the life and death stage.
“Why hasn’t Elder Song come yet?” Wu Yazi also noticed that Song Yan’s seat was still empty.
“Let’s start directly, Elder Song is probably not coming,”
Jiang Zheng said expressionlessly.
“Why is that?” Wu Yazi asked curiously.
Before Jiang Zheng could speak, a disciple rushed into the hall on a sword, anxiously saying:
“Sect Master, Elder Song… is gone!”
The hall became noisy again, and a slight smile curled up at the corner of Jiang Zheng’s mouth.