When Song Zhifan was escaping from Chu Li, he did not forget to roll up the Golden Crown in his sleeves in a panic. Thus, he did not lose the Golden Crown. If he lost the Golden Crown, it would be a great blow to his prestige as a bishop.
The elders in the Church were not convinced by him and were dissatisfied with his decision.
He sat on the armchair in the empty basilica and took a deep breath.
Those stubborn old men were all greedy for comfort and had been corrupted by comfort. They no longer had the drive to make progress. They would rather stay in the floating mountains and ignore the glory of the Changsheng Denomination. They were so lazy that they asked their descendants to solve all the problems.
After he decided to walk out of the floating mountain and unify the martial arts world, he was opposed by most of them. Unfortunately, as a cult master, he had this kind of power. This golden crown was a symbol of power and was the representative of a cult master. Once it was lost, these old fellows would definitely seize the opportunity to cause trouble.
When he thought of the Spirit Tiger Pill, he took in another deep breath and felt his heart wrench. That was the Spirit Tiger Pill, and there was probably only one of it in the world. Even the Spirit Beast Sect wouldn't have it anymore. Furthermore, the Spirit Beast Sect had already disappeared.
"Bishop." Elder Fang, who was dressed in a dark green gown, walked in gracefully and sat on the armchair opposite him. "Are you still sulking?"
Her expression was lazy and her voice was low and hoarse. It was indescribably pleasing to the ear and one could not help but want to obey her.
"Sigh …" Song Zhifan shook his head and sighed. He smiled bitterly. "Elder, we lost too much this time. It's too tragic. I've never suffered such a crushing defeat. I'm really depressed!"
Elder Fang smiled. "As long as the Bishop is alive, it's more important than anything else. As for worldly possessions, as long as we can unify the martial arts world in the future, what treasure can't we find?"
"It's different. There's only one Spirit Tiger Pill and it's your favorite. Then there's the life-saving Three Elemental Pill and the Nine-headed Ginseng that I consumed. Sigh … "Song Zhifan shook his head.
Using the Blood Escape Art, he used the power of one of his eyeballs to teleport to the Spirit Herb Peak of the floating mountain. Then, he used the Ageless Live Forever Technique to devour the most precious Nine-headed Ginseng. Finally, he recovered to his original state, and even improved.
Due to the fact that he had lost his limbs and his eyeballs, it was impossible for him to devour any Grandmasters in his weakened state. Moreover, he did not know how many Grandmasters he would have to devour as it would definitely expose the secret of the Art of Eternal Agility. In the end, he could only consume the most precious Spirit Ginseng on the floating mountain.
This was a spirit ginseng that was more than three thousand years old. It could bring the dead back to life.
Even though his cultivation had doubled, he still didn't feel excited in the slightest. Exchanging a Nine-Headed Spirit Ginseng that was over three thousand years old for double his cultivation was truly not worth it. It was simply a reckless waste of God's gifts and was unforgivable.
He was still unable to forgive himself and brooded over it.
Elder Fang said, "Cult Master is the first person to return from the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It's worth it to pay a price. At least Young Cult Master knows the situation in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and gives up on the idea of taking risks."
"I will never enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains again." Song Zhifan sighed. "These Spirit Beasts are too scary. They are so powerful that it's beyond imagination. An Enlightened Master is nothing in front of them!"
Elder Fang chuckled. "What if we lure Chu Li into the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"
"Hmm —?" Song Zhifan was stunned and thought about it.
Elder Fang said, "What does Chu Li want the most?"
"Heaven Murdering Incantation," Song Zhifan scoffed.
He thought of the situation at that time. Being interrogated by Chu Li like that, he could only escape with one of his eyeballs exploding. It was a great humiliation. Chu Li would never be able to wash away this humiliation if he did not die a thousand cuts.
Elder Fang smiled. "If we tell Chu Li that the Heaven Murdering Incantation is not in our hands and is in a cave on one of the peaks in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, do you think he will fall for it?"
"… Yes," Song Zhifan thought about it and nodded slowly.
"Will he really fall for it?" Elder Fang smiled. "Greed deceives one's mind?"
Song Zhifan said, "Firstly, he yearns for the Heaven Murdering Incantation. I know how it feels. Secondly, he is an arrogant guy. He is very confident in himself and thinks that he can go anywhere in the world. Even if the Hundred Thousand Mountains are dangerous, it is not impossible for him to take the risk and enter. Lastly, he does not know how dangerous the Hundred Thousand Mountains are. The danger level of the Hundred Thousand Mountains is beyond people's imagination.
Elder Fang smiled and said, "Then tell him. Let's see if he will fall for it."
"… We can give it a try," Song Zhifan scoffed.
Elder Fang said, "Leader, I want to meet this Chu Li."
"Meet him for what?" Song Zhifan frowned. "It's best not to meet him. This guy is very cunning and dangerous."
"I want to see how powerful he is." Elder Fang said, "That's good. I can help you come up with ideas on how to deal with him. It is difficult to defeat such a person with strength. We need to use our wits."
Song Zhifan shook his head slowly and sighed. "Forget it."
Elder Fang was a little surprised. She did not expect the Leader to be so afraid of Chu Li.
Although the Bishop had suffered a setback, he did not collapse. However, from the looks of it now, the Bishop's fear of Chu Li was bordering on fear. What kind of person could achieve this step and cause a genius like the Bishop to suffer setbacks again and again?
She became more curious and excited. The more powerful a person was, the more interesting it was to kill.
"Leader, what is his most powerful martial art?" Elder Fang asked.
Song Zhifan said, "Elder, Chu Li has cultivated a strange skill that can attack the soul. If I did not have the Colored Glaze Treasure Shield and the Divine Soul Protection Talisman, I would have fallen into his trap. I would have been killed or captured by him."
Elder Fang looked solemn. "So powerful?"
Song Zhifan sighed. "Otherwise, why would I not be able to get away with it?"
"I have something to protect my soul," Elder Fang said. "I'm not afraid of this trick of his."
Song Zhifan frowned and looked at her. He slowly nodded. "If that's the case, then let's meet him. It's easy to meet him. Let's go!"
He and Elder Fang suddenly disappeared. The next moment, they appeared outside the main entrance of the Yi Public House. He raised his voice and shouted, "Chu Li, come out!"
A moment after he finished speaking, Chu Li's figure appeared outside the main entrance of the Yi Public House. He smiled and looked at him. "Leader Song, you have recovered to your original state. Congratulations. I admire you!"
Song Zhifan heard the ridicule and ridicule in his tone. He sneered. "Don't be too proud. Chu Li, I will kill you today!"
Chu Li laughed out loud.
"Do you really think you're invincible?" Song Zhifan sneered.
Now that his martial art had improved and he found a treasure to protect his soul in the secret vault, he was no longer afraid of Chu Li. Instead, he planned to kill him by taking advantage of Chu Li's carelessness.
This was a rare opportunity.
Chu Li shook his head. "This is …?"
Elder Fang smiled. "Chu Li, why do you look so familiar?"
Chu Li smiled. "Oh —?"
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