The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Pop!"

There was only a soft sound.

Then an exceptionally powerful pulling force suddenly struck, like an invisible giant hand pulling hard.

Ni Kun's divine sense instantly entered the strange ancient tree.

[Ding! Opportunity Fruit 10/100]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, your fortuitous encounter has achieved minor success!]

As soon as the system notification sounded, Ni Kun looked up sharply at the treetop.

Amidst the dense cluster of three thousand human-faced leaves, a strange flower was quietly blooming.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

The 100,000 stamens within the flower were none other than 100,000 ghosts, emitting eerie and terrifying sounds.

however.

Just as Ni Kun was intently observing this wondrous sight, an ancient voice, both extremely familiar and somewhat strange, suddenly emerged from the depths of his memory—"Use the soul as a medium to guide boundless divine powers!"

"Pop..."

With a soft sound, the eerie flower stirred up ripples.

In an instant.

The ripples acted like a mysterious adhesive, causing the 100,000 flower stamens to begin to merge and coalesce, while the petals slowly closed.

Witnessing the birth of such a fruitful result.

Ni Kun thought to himself that although he had already achieved a small success in harvesting 10 ghosts, the next great success would likely require harvesting 50 ghosts.

"Where should we go to harvest?"

When the question was uttered, a figure flashed through Ni Kun's mind—Yan Wugui!

"That old bastard can forget about making a comeback, I'm going to kill him right now!"

Think about this.

With a thought, Ni Kun instantly returned to the real world.

At this moment.

The crowd was tossing him high into the air.

"Long live Ah Kun!"

"Long live the Ancestor!"

Even the usually aloof Ni Yongshuang joined the cheering crowd.

"Seventh Sister!"

Ni Yongci looked at her father being tossed high into the air, feeling both happy and worried.

"It's nothing!"

Ni Yongxiao patted his third sister's arm and readily suggested, "We can't let the little one enjoy himself alone, let's join in!"

Therefore, under Ni Yongxiao's leadership, the "Yong" generation also took action.

"us……"

The soldiers watched the scene unfold with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. Suddenly, Wang Wu raised his arm and shouted, "Gentlemen, the Ni family has never treated us as outsiders!"

These words were spoken.

The three soldiers shouted in unison, "Yes, yes, yes, we, the Ni Family Army, are all members of the Ni family!"

In an instant.

Everyone was immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

……

After nightfall.

Twenty thousand people gathered at the inner city square.

"Crackling and popping!"

The bonfire's roaring flames licked at countless fat sheep, releasing a rich aroma of roasted meat.

"Crackling and popping!"

The blazing campfire illuminated everyone's faces, but the previous excitement was gone.

Yes, after the initial excitement of victory, everyone had their own thoughts...

"Ahem!"

Ni Kun coughed twice. Seeing this, Ni Yongxiao stood up and said loudly, "Today's great battle! It was only through the bravery of the entire army that we were able to achieve this hard-won victory!"

talking.

Ni Yongxiao raised his glass and laughed loudly, "Gentlemen, tonight we won't leave until we're drunk!!"

Ni Yongwu and the other second-generation heirs also stood up and echoed, "Gentlemen, please eat and drink to your heart's content tonight!"

After the boisterous and joyful drinking, the group ate heartily while whispering amongst themselves.

"Now that we've won the battle, how will the Ni family reward us?"

"What are you thinking? The Ni family pays such a high monthly military salary; this treatment is already very good!"

"Yes! Anyway, with my income alone, my whole family has no worries about food and drink!"

"Sigh! Once news of this victory spreads, even more cultivators will come to join us. Not to mention Qi Refining cultivators like us, even Foundation Establishment cultivators will probably come!"

"Yes, we used to follow the Cui family of Qinghe, but after they rose to power among the eighteen warlords and became powerful, they kicked us out the moment they arrived..."

"Sigh! With more monks than porridge, we guys might be out of a job again!"

The more they talked, the more disheartened they became. Many of them had been eliminated by the eighteen warlords, and now they had finally landed such a good job, but the thought of losing their jobs again filled them with worry...

Some ruthless individuals even started to have wicked thoughts...

"Fourth Brother!"

Ni Yongwu and the other second-generation members of the Ni family, seeing the whispering soldiers, sensed that the atmosphere was getting increasingly strange, so they all turned to look at Ni Yongxiao.

Seeing the evasive looks in the eyes of the soldiers, Ni Yongxiao looked at his father with a puzzled expression: "Akun! Now that we have achieved a great victory at Black Mountain, why do so many soldiers look so worried?"

"Don't panic!"

Ni Kun put down his wine glass and said calmly, "They want to rebel!"

These words were spoken.

"What?"

Ni Yongxiao and the others exclaimed in surprise, their faces filled with disbelief: "Impossible! No way! Ah Kun must be joking!"

Ni Kun smiled slightly, slowly stood up, and suddenly shouted to the audience, "Where are the soldiers of the three armies?!"

The moment that deafening sound echoed throughout the entire square, the whole place fell silent, and everyone turned to look at Ni Kun.

Soldiers of the three armed forces: ? ? ?

Ni Kun slowly raised his wine glass and once again let out a resounding shout that echoed throughout the hall: "Where are the soldiers of the three armies?!"

"exist!"

The soldiers of the three armies responded in unison, their voices echoing through the sky.

Let's drink to this together!

As Ni Kun spoke, he suddenly gulped down a large mouthful of strong liquor.

"Gurgle!"

The soldiers of the three armies drank the strong liquor in their hands with puzzled expressions, and looked at Ni Kun with nervous and uneasy hearts.

"Gentlemen!"

Ni Kun put down his wine glass, raised his arm sharply, and let out a loud and heroic shout that resounded throughout the hall: "Listen to the reward!"

Then he looked at Ni Yonggui.

The sixth brother nodded, then suddenly stood up and waved his hand generously.

"Splash!"

Countless gold, silver, jewels, and spirit stones were piled up into small hills.

"Starting today! Everyone will receive double pay!"

Ni Kun hadn't finished speaking.

The entire army erupted in cheers, each soldier shouting with excitement.

"Thank you, Ah Kun!"

"Thank you, Ni family!"

"Thank you, Ancestor of the Ni family!"

Ni Kun suddenly raised his hand, and the entire room fell silent again, everyone's hearts pounding in their throats.

Many people even suspect that this double pay might be severance pay.

"From this day forward, everyone can fight alongside the Ni family for life to conquer the world!"

As soon as Ni Kun uttered these words...

"Okay, okay, that's great... Waaaaaah..."

The officers and soldiers of the three armies almost jumped up from their seats, each one so excited that they were incoherent and moved to tears.

next moment.

"Thump!"

Many soldiers knelt on the ground, overwhelmed with shame, and cried out in unison, "We swear to follow you to the death!"

"Hahaha!"

Ni Kun laughed heartily and raised his hand to signal, "Soldiers! Rise quickly!"

Seeing this scene.

Ni Yongxiao and the others immediately understood, and their bodies trembled violently. Their big eyes, which were fixed on Ni Kun, revealed boundless admiration.

Ni Yonggui almost blurted out, "Father, my respect for you is like a surging river that never ends."

Seeing the Yong generation members filled me with excitement.

Ni Kun smiled slightly, raised his wine glass for the second time, and slowly swept his gaze over the wounded soldiers who had been injured in the battle: "All of you wounded, in addition to double pay, you will receive an extra fivefold reward!"

Having said that, he drank the strong liquor in his glass in one gulp.

In an instant, these wounded soldiers burst into tears, their trembling hands clasping tightly in a fist salute to Ni Kun, a thousand words choking in their throats...

Seeing this, the other soldiers were no longer afraid of getting injured or losing their jobs.

Just when everyone thought this deeply moving award was over.

Ni Kun raised his glass for the third time.