Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

Chu Feng frowned slightly as he looked at Young Master Jia, who stood high and mighty before them, full of pomp and circumstance. This man had a treacherous look and frivolous behavior, coveting his very own wife. Clearly, he harbored no good intentions.

The Zong Ling was the leading figure in the Sect People's Mansion, with the authority to balance the left and right clan administrators. Even if he couldn't achieve absolute control as if covering the sky with one hand, he certainly held significant power.

For Chu Feng and the others, the quest to acknowledge their ancestors and join the Main Pulse of Wan Jian Sect would likely not be an easy matter.

"Please, take a seat!"

Jia Zhenjing gestured for Chu Feng and the others to sit down and talk. "The rest of you wait outside. Without my permission, no one is allowed to come in and disturb us!" Young Master Jia dismissed everyone around him.

Since it was an identity verification, naturally, the more witnesses the better.

Contrary to this, Young Master Jia took an unusual approach by sending everyone away, which was quite bizarre.

During this period, Young Master Jia seemed possessed, his eyes never leaving Han Xiaoying.

"Ahem!"

"If you wish to join the Main Lineage of Wan Jian Sect, it's entirely up to me to decide. Let me give you a heads-up so you can mentally prepare yourselves."

"In recent years, there have been quite a few Sub-sects coming to pledge allegiance to the Main Lineage and acknowledging their ancestors. At this point, the Main Lineage is nearly bursting at the seams with people. Moreover, the members who come from the Sub-sects typically have weak talents and strength. After being taken in, they are pretty much equivalent to a burden on the Sect."

"Therefore, the higher-ups of the Main Pulse prefer not to take in more if it can be avoided."

Young Master Jia's face was serious, and his tone solemn, as if he was dealing with a serious matter.

He was giving Chu Feng and the others a preemptive warning; joining the Main Pulse was highly competitive, and the decision rested in his hands.

Chu Feng listened with anger rising in his heart. What was wrong with people from Sub-sects? A Sub-sect could equally produce a genius.

Young Master Jia's mouth stank like he had eaten excrement, thinking that those from the Main Pulse were superior, the Heavenly Pride, while those from the Sub-sects were all trash and burdens.

Chu Feng really wanted to slap this arrogant fool to death.

"The three of you, did you understand what I mean?" Young Master Jia asked, staring at them.

"Understood! The matter of us joining the Main Lineage is completely up to Young Master Jia!" Pu Li quickly agreed with a smile, his expression exceedingly flattering. As for Chu Feng and Han Xiaoying, they showed little emotion, remaining indifferent.

"Good! Since you've understood, I won't beat around the bush with you. Even Tang Sanzang had to offer something to Buddha when he went to the Western Heaven to seek the scriptures."

"This job I am doing is both tiring and thankless. The Sect pays me a limited salary, and if I don't make some extra cash, I'd starve to death."

Young Master Jia got straight to the point, shamelessly asking for a bribe.

Such thick skin, indeed.

Even Chu Feng, who had lived for thousands of years, did not have such thick skin.

"To offer Young Master Jia some reward for his hard work is only proper," agreed Pu Li, without hesitation.

As long as they could join the Main Pulse, paying a little something for the cause was nothing.

"Excellent, very good! You are quite agreeable!" Young Master Jia's eyes lit up with a smile. "I see you all have come from Dan State fleeing calamity, so you probably aren't rich in Silver Coin. I'll give you a better solution."

Young Master Jia's face revealed a sly grin, as if a weasel was greeting the chickens for the New Year.

"Please elaborate!" Pu Li had become somewhat cautious this time and did not readily agree.

"Hehe, I see this young lady is quite beautiful, and I just happen to need a Sword Slave to attend to my needs! If she is willing to become my Sword Slave, then consider the matter of joining the Main Pulse settled by me."

Young Master Jia had spent all his efforts for one purpose—to obtain Han Xiaoying.

In this world, for men, there are only three things most tempting.

Fame, power, and beauty.

Ever since the first glance at Han Xiaoying, Young Master Jia was entranced as if he saw his first love goddess, utterly distracted. He dreamed of possessing this incomparably beautiful fairy.

"Shameless profligate!" Han Xiaoying couldn't help but frown her willow brows, her pretty face turned chilly, as she spat out bitterly.

"Enough of that!"

Chu Feng, too, didn't even think before outright rejecting.

He would rather not join the Ten Thousand Sword Sect Main Lineage than offer up his fiancée to another man as a Sword Slave.

As for that Taoist Demon Soul Splitting Skill, he could find another way to acquire it.

"The decision is his to make; I'm afraid you two hardly have the right to object!" Young Master Jia sneered. "What do you say, Master Pu?" He turned his gaze toward Pu Li.

Young Master Jia wanted to use Pu Li's influence to pressure Chu Feng and Han Xiaoying into submission.

"Young Master Jia, they truly can make their own decisions in this matter. Although I am the Sect Master of the Dan State Branch, I still can't bring myself to coerce the innocent into disrepute," said Pu Li in an indifferent tone. "If Young Master Jia is lacking women, I would suggest finding a pimp; that might be more successful."

Seeing Young Master Jia thwarted and hitting a wall, Chu Feng and Han Xiaoying both couldn't help but cover their mouths and snicker.

"You, how dare you speak to this young master in such a manner, it seems you do not wish to join the Ten Thousand Sword Sect Main Lineage!" Young Master Jia was fuming mad, his eyes ablaze with fire, and he viciously threatened Chu Feng and the others.

Taking a deep breath, Young Master Jia suppressed the towering flames of rage in his heart.

"Fine, if you refuse to be this young master's Sword Slave, then let's step back. Accompany this young master for a meal, that should be acceptable, right?" Young Master Jia really wanted to have Han Xiaoying.

He made a certain concession.

His idea was rather simple, to first deceive Han Xiaoying into his home, and after they joined the Ten Thousand Sword Sect Main Lineage, Young Master Jia had plenty of ways to get her.

In Young Master Jia's eyes, Chu Feng was just trash. He could step on Chu Feng into the mud with just one foot.

As a lofty inner sect disciple with a powerful Sect Master father as a backing, what could Chu Feng possibly compete with? When the time comes, if he wanted Chu Feng to kneel, Chu Feng would not dare to squat.

"No discussion!"

The Devil Thought that Chu Feng had just suppressed started to rise again, and a faint trace of killing intent also made its presence known.

This Young Master Jia was determined to go after his wife, and deserved to be killed.

"Not even this is acceptable? Boy, do you believe that this young master could kill you with one sword strike?" Young Master Jia, humiliated and in rage, fiercely drew his sword from its scabbard.

His cultivation was not low, possessing the Early Stage Sword Saint level.

To be able to become an inner sect disciple, even if some shortcuts were taken, there certainly was exceptional strength.

The strength of this Young Master Jia was estimated to be at least on par with Zang Jianfeng.

"You can try it!"

Chu Feng slightly raised his eyelids and grasped the Demon Slaying Sword with one hand.

At this moment, Chu Feng felt a slight tremor in the Demon Slaying Sword. Leveraging this faint sensation, he diligently searched for the cause of the anomaly in the sword. Soon, Chu Feng's gaze fixed onto a jade pendant at Young Master Jia's waist.

Indeed, it was this peculiar bright yellow jade pendant, white and yellow intertwined, resembling resin pouring. It looked very beautiful and rather special.