Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang almost burst out laughing.

Anyone could tell.

This is an indirect attempt to belittle Su Chen, while not forgetting to praise himself.

It's naturally an olive branch extended to oneself.

None of the people in this sect knew about the ten-year agreement they had made with Su Chen.

Naturally, they all assumed that they and Su Chen were still mortal enemies.

"Second Elder, I dare not accept such a compliment."

At that moment, Wang Mang replied calmly.

"well..."

"How can you be so self-deprecating, child?"

"What merit or ability does Su Chen possess to occupy this position of true disciple?"

"Years ago, I spoke up for you on several occasions in front of the elders."

"And what happened? Those old fogies wouldn't listen to me..."

At this moment, Han Ye was also speaking vividly.

Wang Mang sat there quietly, without saying a word.

Seeing that Wang Mang did not respond.

"I'm talking about Wang Mang!"

"Don't you wonder why Su Chen's cultivation has progressed so rapidly?"

Han Ye stared intently at Wang Mang.

It must be said that this question truly stumped Wang Mang.

He was naturally curious.

"Then please enlighten me, Elder Han."

Wang Mang then replied.

At this moment, Han Ye realized that Wang Mang had taken the initiative.

He even adopted a confident posture, crossing his legs.

"I have gathered some information."

"Beneath the mine of Misty Rain Pavilion, there may be a spiritual pool."

"Su Chen's cultivation level increased dramatically in a short period of time thanks to that spirit pool!"

"Junior Nephew Wang, what if the two of us join forces?"

"I really want to bring that Misty Rain Pavilion under my jurisdiction."

"That opportunity will be ours."

"However, I value talent, so I won't use the Spirit Pool."

"But you, junior nephew, have enough to use it to raise your cultivation to the mid-Nascent Soul stage."

"Without the blessing of this spiritual pool, even with your high talent, it would probably take you thirty to fifty years."

"It's absolutely impossible for him to cultivate to the mid-Nascent Soul stage."

At that moment, Han Ye stroked his beard.

He was confident that Wang Mang would join forces with him.

What I just said was already the best I could do.

Without any special opportunities, a cultivator would want to break through from the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm to the middle stage.

It will probably take hundreds of years.

Besides, Wang Mang and Su Chen were mortal enemies.

Now that they know Su Chen is occupying this spirit pool, can they be content with that?

Moreover, in Han Ye's eyes, there really was no other way to explain why Su Chen's cultivation level had improved so quickly.

"Pfft..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang scoffed.

"Second Elder, I have absolutely no interest in that spirit pool."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Mang cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Han Ye.

This caught Han Ye off guard.

He never imagined that Wang Mang would refuse him.

Little did he know that Su Chen had already told Wang Mang about this.

Furthermore, it was said that once the spiritual pool regained its spiritual power, Wang Mang would be allowed to cultivate within it once more.

but...

More importantly, Wang Mang knew very well that Su Chen's cultivation level had not increased dramatically because of this.

Moreover, Wang Mang was extremely arrogant.

In his eyes, Su Chen was his rival.

Let's not even talk about the oath made by the Daoist heart.

Even without swearing an oath of faith, Wang Mang would not have engaged in any underhanded tactics.

"Junior Nephew Wang, don't hesitate any longer!"

"I promise you, as long as the two of us join forces."

"I will make sure you take the place of the true successor in the future!"

Han Ye couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out a sentence.

These conditions are certainly quite generous.

But Wang Mang wasn't stupid either.

That position was decided by the Supreme Elder Li Changfeng.

He's just traveling around, he's not dead.

Do you, as a mere second elder, have the final say?

Han Ye was also stunned at this moment.

If they want to get that spirit pool back into their own hands.

Wang Mang was a key piece in this game.

After all, the other elders in the sect would never help him deal with Su Chen.

Wang Mang, besides these elders, was the only one at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Second Elder, please return."

Wang Mang was not interested in the position of the true successor.

Wang Mang cupped his hands in greeting.

Ha ha!

At this moment, in Wang Mang's view, the old man's tricks were really no match for Su Chen's.

I'm afraid I've lived for the past thousand years in vain!

If Su Chen also had methods like this old man...

How could I have suffered such a great loss back then...?

...

The Hall of Enforcement sounds like a place that governs the law.

To put it bluntly, it's just the sect's dungeon.

The people imprisoned here are either low-level outer sect cultivators who have made mistakes.

Most of them were just menial disciples.

Those above the inner sect level are rarely imprisoned here unless they have truly caused a major disaster.

It was cold and damp, and the fiber optic cable was dim...

There was a musty smell everywhere.

"Why are you so stubborn, kid!"

"Do you think you can use all those cultivation resources by yourself?!"

"We just asked you to share some with us, and you're being this stingy?"

At that moment, a figure wielded a leather whip and lashed it out in a circular motion.

The figure curled up on the ground trembled with the blow of the whip.

"Chen Shih-Chiang!"

"Are you really that ungrateful?"

"Do you really want me to beat you to death?"

At that moment, Han Zhishan snorted coldly.

"die?"

"Of course I don't want to die."

"But I don't want you to be comfortable either."

At that moment, Chen Shiqiang gave Han Zhishan a cold laugh.

In the past, Chen Shiqiang would have backed down long ago.

But after several life-or-death battles at the martial arts tournament, he realized that...

Chen Shiqiang is no longer afraid of his tricks.

As for Han Zhishan...

He had originally taken away Chen Shiqiang's qualification for the martial arts competition.

Thinking that he could also get some resources and play a few matches to save face.

The results of it.

Chen Shiqiang managed to get in touch with Su Chen and secure another spot.

He also made a name for himself at the martial arts tournament.

He was clearly a piece of trash whom he had trampled underfoot for years.

When did you become so capable?

Moreover, because he voluntarily admitted defeat halfway through, the sect did not provide him with any cultivation resources.

That's fine...

His uncle, Han Ye, had always been a mortal enemy of Su Chen.

Several times, in front of him, he said that he would cripple Su Chen sooner or later.

My uncle is the Second Elder, and holds a very high position in the sect.

Chen Shiqiang is Su Chen's henchman.

By doing this, I was also a way to vent my uncle's anger.

There's nothing to worry about.

That's why Chen Shiqiang decided to steal the other disciples' pills.

While Su Chen was in seclusion and unaware of his presence, they locked him up in the dungeon.

"Damn it, I'll kick you to death!"

Han Zhishan kept kicking Chen Shiqiang's stomach.

A fishy, ​​sweet taste came out of my throat.

It took several hours of torture.

Only then did Han Zhishan stop, lock the prison door, and leave with a few men.

At that moment, Yun'er stood in front of the prison door, completely dumbfounded.

I searched several places but couldn't find Chen Shiqiang.

Finally, they decided to search in this dungeon.

As a result, the person was indeed imprisoned here.

This is clearly a slap in the face to the young master!

Didn't you know Chen Shiqiang was the young master's man?

At that moment, Yun'er gritted her teeth...