Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor - Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Gifts from Various Sects

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“Why has the Lingluo Sect come?”

The God-Slaying Pavilion had naturally conducted investigations on other sects as well.

The Lingluo Sect was also one of the ten Ninth-Rate Sects that had just been established; they were not the weakest, but they were also not very strong.

However, the Lingluo Sect had one thing in common with the God-Slaying Pavilion: they had no background and were entirely built up by the Sect Leader himself.

Rumors had always circulated that the God-Slaying Pavilion was backed by the Cold Cloud Sect, and the Cold Cloud Sect had not clarified this. In fact, only the two parties knew that it was not the God-Slaying Pavilion depending on the Cold Cloud Sect. If it came down to it, the Sect Leader of the Cold Cloud Sect had even received guidance from Su Han several times.

The Sect Leader of the Lingluo Sect, named ‘Fuyang’, and this middle-aged man leading them was indeed Fuyang.

By Fuyang’s side followed the Deputy Sect Leader of the Lingluo Sect, and almost all the high-ranking members of the Lingluo Sect were present.

From the Sect Leader to the Elders, at this moment, all had come to the God-Slaying Pavilion.

“This young friend, I am Fuyang, the Sect Leader of the Lingluo Sect, and I wish to meet with the Master of the God-Slaying Pavilion. Please notify him of my request,”

Fuyang approached Hua Suo and slightly cupped his hands, being very polite.

Fuyang’s cultivation base was in the Dragon Pill Realm Mid Stage, while the Deputy Sect Leader of the Lingluo Sect was also in the Dragon Pill Realm, but only in the Early Stage.

His polite demeanor was vastly different from that of Zheng Huan previously.

Zheng Huan was merely a captain of a small adventurer group and was only in the Dragon Spirit Realm Early Stage. Fuyang’s cultivation base was a whole great realm higher than Zheng Huan’s, yet he did not display the arrogance that Zheng Huan had shown.

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Being low-profile does not mean being incapable.

“So it is Sect Leader Fu. I have been rude,”

Hua Suo quickly rose and returned the gesture, then immediately smiled and said, “Sect Leader Fu, please wait here for a moment; I will go inquire with the Pavilion Master.”

“Alright,” Fuyang replied with a smile.

In fact, Fuyang had seen how Liuyun and Hua Suo had treated Zheng Huan; he initially thought that, with the God-Slaying Pavilion making a name in this battle, its disciples would certainly be extremely arrogant, perhaps even to the point where they couldn’t be any more full of themselves, even when facing him.

He wholly didn’t expect Hua Suo to be so polite, which significantly increased his good feelings towards the God-Slaying Pavilion.

And those people who were queued up also understood that Hua Suo was not at all arrogant, entirely following the principle of “If others do not offend me, I will not offend them”.

If someone like Zheng Huan was very arrogant, Hua Suo would take action to teach him a lesson. In contrast, if a sect leader like this from the Lingluo Sect was so polite, Hua Suo was also polite in his speech.

Soon, someone ran out from the sect residence and approached Fuyang with a bow: “Sect Leader Fu, the Pavilion Master has prepared tea and is waiting for you in the conference hall.”

“Thank you,”

Fuyang took a deep breath and led the people of the Lingluo Sect into the God-Slaying Pavilion.

Just as Fuyang had just entered the God-Slaying Pavilion, another group of people came from the original spot.

These people were not many, only six, led by an extremely beautiful woman, exuding a bewitching charm all over, and those following her… were all in the Dragon Pill Realm!

“Who might you be?”

Liuyun looked at this group of people, not fearing the five Dragon Pill Realm individuals, feeling only that the woman’s identity must be significant, especially since she was merely in the Dragon Spirit Realm.

“Myriad Treasures Pavilion’s Yun Qianqian, here to congratulate the establishment of the God-Slaying Pavilion,”

This woman was precisely Yun Qianqian.

And those five Dragon Pill Realm individuals appeared to be guards of some sort.

“So it is Miss Yun, the Pavilion Master had already instructed that Miss Yun and the Pavilion Master are old acquaintances. If you come to the God-Slaying Pavilion, you may enter directly. Please follow me,” Liuyun said with a smile.

“He knew I would come?”

Yun Qianqian curved the corners of her mouth and slyly said, “That wretched fellow, is he expecting Myriad Treasures Pavilion to bring gifts? If I hadn’t come, would he have held a grudge against Myriad Treasures Pavilion?”

“Miss Yun is thinking too much.”

Liuyun laughed, “The Pavilion Master specifically instructed that he was waiting for Miss Yun herself, and he even mentioned that he wants to properly express his gratitude for the private box that Miss Yun reserved during the auction.”

Upon hearing these words, a blush immediately appeared on Yun Qianqian’s cheeks.

She was truly very beautiful, and this blush under her cheeks made Yun Qianqian even more enchanting, to the point where even Liuyun was momentarily distracted.

However, once he regained his composure, Liuyun was a bit puzzled.

The Pavilion Master merely wanted to thank her for the private box, so why was Yun Qianqian blushing?

What Liuyun didn’t know was that Yun Qianqian’s blush was not because of the private box, but because of the teasing she had received from Su Han inside the box.

Following that, Liuyun brought Yun Qianqian into the God-Slaying Pavilion.

After the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, various sects arrived at the God-Slaying Pavilion, most of them being the newly established ten Ninth-Rate Sects.

There was also an Eighth-Rate Sect, which was the Cold Cloud Sect.

The God-Slaying Pavilion did not issue any invitations to any sect, nor did it consider celebrating the establishment of these sects; the sects came entirely voluntarily.

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The God-Slaying Pavilion, council hall.

Su Han, dressed in white, sat in the chief seat, with Su Yunming next to him, and Lian Yuze across from Su Yunming.

Lian Yuze was the First Elder of the God-Slaying Pavilion; his status was higher than that of the captains of the Four Great Divine Guard Regiments, second only to the Pavilion Master and the Deputy Pavilion Master in terms of power.

While the captains of the Four Great Divine Guard regiments each had their own matters to attend to, either cultivating or handling other affairs, they would not attend such meetings.

“Having all of you gathered here truly brings glory to the God-Slaying Pavilion!”

Su Han smiled and waved his hand, “Tea, please.”

Tea was served to everyone present.

“Master Su is too kind, I have come today with no other matter but to congratulate the establishment of the God-Slaying Pavilion,” Fuyang said as he stood up and pulled out two large boxes from his space ring.

Immediately, folks from the Lingluo Sect opened the boxes; the first was filled with a large quantity of spiritual objects, while the second contained various jewels.

In addition to these two large boxes, Fuyang also took out a Myriad Treasures Pavilion gold card.

“There are fifty million gold coins in this gold card. Although it might not mean much to Master Su, it’s a token of my regard, and I hope Master Su will accept it with a smile,” Fuyang laughed.

Su Han thought for a moment, then smiled, “Since that’s the case, I won’t be polite.”

As he spoke, Su Han waved his hand, and someone carried the two boxes away.

“Since Sect Leader Fu has already presented his gifts, if the Myriad Treasures Pavilion doesn’t show some gratitude, it would be quite embarrassing.”

Yun Qianqian smiled, and a gold card appeared in her delicate hand.

“The Myriad Treasures Pavilion doesn’t need to go through so much trouble. There are one hundred million gold coins in here. Please accept it with a smile, Master Su.”

“Gold coins?”

Su Han stared at Yun Qianqian, his smile carrying deep meanings, “It seems that in the hands of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, there are more suitable gifts than gold coins.”

“More suitable gifts?”

Yun Qianqian was momentarily stunned, then quickly caught on, her cheeks reddening as she shouted indignantly, “Shameless!”

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