After sending the sound transmission, the bandit cultivator continued to kneel on the ground, trembling with fear.
He couldn't help but pray in his heart, Ancestors protect me, please don't let that kid come back too quickly!
The other bandit cultivators around him were also filled with curiosity. Where on earth did this "Senior Brother Lu" come from?
But none of them dared to ask, nor did they dare to speak...
They only hoped that this guy actually knew some Senior Brother Lu!
Just then, a sound transmission talisman suddenly appeared in front of the bandit cultivator.
The bandit shuddered in terror. He hadn't expected that kid surnamed Lu to actually reply.
Fuck, these death gods aren't going to hear anything suspicious, are they?
“I'm... coming back right now! Huff, puff...”
The voice was somewhat muffled, and the person on the other end sounded as if they were doing some extremely strenuous exercise.
While the bandit cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, his expression also turned a bit peculiar.
This sounded rather suggestive!
Hearing the transmission, the members of the three major forces also looked rather embarrassed.
This bastard was too shameless. Couldn't he have finished his business before replying?
Ye Fan's face was also dark as he cursed under his breath:
“Dammit...”
Thus, the crowd began waiting for the so-called Lu Ming to finish his business and return...
While Ye Fan and the others were waiting, back at the Qingshan Sect.
“Senior... run for your life! Nine Thousand Years is looking for you to kill you!”
Li Busan and Li Busi ran to the main gate of the Qingshan Sect in a panic, shouting at the top of their lungs.
“What's going on?” Lu Ming frowned and asked in confusion as he looked at the two.
Without wasting any words, the two immediately began recounting everything that had happened.
Hearing that they had created a fake Qingshan Sect, Lu Ming and the others widened their eyes, staring at the two in utter disbelief.
These two were motherfucking geniuses!
“It's true! They want to capture you. We're not lying to you,” Li Busan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shouted.
Lu Ming also realized the gravity of the situation.
“Quick, pack up! We're moving!”
The three major sects of the Eastern Province, along with the Nine Thousand Years of the Xinghe Dynasty, were clearly coming with hostile intentions.
There was no telling when they would find this place!
As soon as Lu Ming spoke, Wang Defa and the others sprang into action.
They nimbly began stuffing the spirit herbs and spirit trees they had just planted into their storage bags.
While packing, Lu Ming asked Li Busan and Li Busi, who were helping out nearby, “Why did you two do this?”
“Of course it was so that you would give us some slow-acting poison, Senior!”
“Otherwise, we won't feel safe!” Li Busan said eagerly.
Lu Ming's mouth twitched. “Why must I poison you? You could have just run away!”
“We can't go back to the Xinghe Dynasty anymore. If Nine Thousand Years finds out we betrayed him, he'll kill us. We need to find a new backer...”
“Yes, yes... We are greedy, lecherous, afraid of death, and lazy. Of course we need to find a new backer, or we won't survive...”
Saying this, the two looked at Lu Ming. “You are our new backer!”
Lu Ming's mouth twitched again. “You two are truly shameless!”
“Oh, Senior, I'm not boasting, but I've been thick-skinned since I was a kid! I'm not like those other people who would rather die than lose face. Let me put it this way—as long as we can survive, we'll do anything!”
Lu Ming stared at the two in shock. “...”
To be able to speak of shamelessness with such righteous grandeur, they were truly one of a kind.
The problem was, who the hell would dare to employ people like this!
You'd have to constantly worry about getting stabbed in the back!
“Don't you two have any dreams?” Lu Ming couldn't help but ask.
“Dreams? Of course we do! Our dream is to become great corrupt officials, below only one but above tens of thousands!”
At this point, Big Yellow couldn't hold back anymore. “With people like you, the country would be ruined in no time! What's the point!”
Li Busan shook his head repeatedly. “No way! We only like kissing ass, flattery, and bullying the weak... but we would never rebel, nor would we betray the country or the Emperor!”
Li Busi also nodded in agreement. “Exactly, we have principles. Once we become great corrupt officials, we'll have money and power. We'll definitely protect the country...”
Lu Ming was utterly speechless. “Then the question is, what use would an Emperor have for you? What can you actually do?”
Li Busan explained, “We know how to choose talent! As soon as we interact with them, we can tell which officials are useful and which aren't...”
“Though we don't know how to govern or fight, we know exactly who is a useless piece of trash like us...”
Hearing this, Lu Ming felt it actually made some sense! Corrupt officials who could identify other corrupt officials.
“Great Sect Master, let's go. Everything is packed,” Wang Defa called out just then.
“Alright, alright... Let's get moving!”
With that, Lu Ming brought out the spirit boat, preparing to flee.
He looked back at the hillside, which had returned to its desolate state, feeling a sudden wave of emotion.
What exactly had they accomplished on this trip back?
Still, he quickly sent sound transmission talismans to the three elders, informing them of the situation.
He warned them not to return for the time being!
However, none of the three elders replied.
Chugga-chugga... puff-puff... whirrr...
The spirit boat spewed black smoke as it sped away at top speed.
Standing on the spirit boat, Lu Ming was momentarily at a loss as to where they should go.
Just as he was planning to find a hidden place to settle down first, Fu Chen suddenly sent a transmission, inviting them to the Xinghe Dynasty to attend his coronation ceremony.
Hearing this news instantly dumbfounded Lu Ming and his group!
How did he go to the Xinghe Dynasty just to gather information, only to end up ascending the throne as Emperor?
Even Li Busan and Li Busi were completely bewildered.
Nine Thousand Years was currently out here. Who was ascending the throne?
Who would dare to ascend the throne?
What was the deal with the Emperor?
And how did this new Emperor end up being one of the Senior's people?
At the same time, the two felt extremely fortunate. It seemed they had indeed latched onto the right thigh.
As for Nine Thousand Years—now that their new backer was becoming the Emperor, would they still need to fear some Nine Thousand Years?
Afterward, Lu Ming sent another transmission to confirm.
Only then did he receive definitive confirmation: Fu Chen was indeed about to ascend the throne as the Emperor.
It turned out that after Fu Chen and the Emperor recognized each other, the Emperor felt his injuries were too severe and feared he didn't have much longer to live.
Thus, he decided to pass the throne to Fu Chen first.
“Little Brother, is there anyone backing you up?” the Emperor asked with a face full of hope.
Fu Chen nodded. “Yes! Our Great Sect Master!”
“What is his cultivation stage?”
“Nascent Soul!”
Hearing that he was only at the Nascent Soul stage, the Emperor couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.
At the Nascent Soul stage, he still wouldn't be able to stand up to Nine Thousand Years.
Seeing his expression, Fu Chen spoke up again: “Our Great Sect Master can fight above his level. Defeating a Soul Transformation stage expert shouldn't be a problem!”
The Emperor's eyes lit up slightly. He didn't expect Fu Chen's Great Sect Master to defeat Nine Thousand Years.
As long as he could handle him, it would be enough. He himself was still alive for now.
He only hoped that Fu Chen's Great Sect Master could make a breakthrough quickly!
Just then, Fu Chen spoke up again in a low voice: “If that's still not enough, our Second Sect Master's great-great-great-grandson... is at the Unity stage!”
“Then what is the cultivation stage of your Second Sect Master?” the Emperor pressed.
A descendant of who-knows-how-many generations was already at the Unity stage. Wouldn't this ancestor be even more formidable?
“He's about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage!”
The Emperor was momentarily speechless.
Was there some sort of issue with this family's hierarchy?
A Golden Core stage ancestor having a Unity stage great-great-grandson.
But it didn't matter. Great-great-great-grandson, so be it! As long as he was at the Unity stage.
Just then, Fu Chen's voice rang out again: “It's just that... he is a Demon Emperor!”
The Emperor fell silent. So your Second Sect Master isn't even human!
It would probably be somewhat inconvenient for a Demon Emperor to come to the Eastern Province, wouldn't it?
After a moment, the Emperor spoke: “While that eunuch is away, ascend the throne first!”
At any rate, he wouldn't be dying anytime soon!
Afterward, Fu Chen sent a transmission to Lu Ming and the others, telling them that he was about to ascend the throne and become the Emperor!
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