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Ren Suqiong whispered, "Changsheng, Lan Zhujun must be eager to grind you into ashes."

Ji Changsheng said calmly: "It doesn't matter. It's more comfortable to train a fierce horse. I've seen too many people who obey everything, but I don't feel anything. I think Senior Sister Wenren is also like a fierce horse, especially since she has a ghost marriage with Wan Rusong. I like the identity of an additional widow."

Ji Changsheng swore to heaven that his nature was very pure.

He just came to the Demonic Sect and had to adapt to the local customs so as not to be out of place with the demons in the Sect.

It is difficult for Ren Suqiong to comment on this.

Wen Renjiayu, who was commented on by Ji Changsheng, had a gloomy expression on his face, but chose to remain silent again.

But it was different from the silence at the cave entrance before.

The previous silence showed that he did not take Ji Changsheng seriously.

The silence now was because she took Ji Changsheng too seriously. She was not stupid and could clearly see that something was wrong.

Since Ji Changsheng can subdue Lan Zhujun, he has the power to threaten her.

Because her strength is not as good as Lan Zhujun's, and her background is actually not as strong as Lan Zhujun's.

Compared to being taken as a foot-washing maid, she could endure this kind of verbal insult.

However, Wen Renjiayu thought about it and realized that he could endure it, but Wan Rusong could not.

So Wen Renjiayu looked at Wan Rusong and said quietly, "Senior Brother Wan, are you just going to let Ji Changsheng insult your fiancée?"

Ji Changsheng was amused by Wen Renjiayu's misdirection: "It seems that Senior Sister Wenren also has the potential to return to the right path. Su Qiong, tell me in detail about Senior Sister Wenren's origins. Lan Nu, come here and massage my shoulders."

Lan Zhujun gritted her teeth, smiled, and walked behind Ji Changsheng to massage his shoulders and back.

Even though he wanted to strangle Ji Changsheng to death.

But I dare not.

The sight of Lan Zhujun swallowing her anger in silence made the four true disciples tremble in their hearts.

They still don't know exactly what happened.

But obviously, things went beyond their expectations.

Ren Suqiong was the most adaptable, and she answered whatever Ji Changsheng asked.

"The Holy Church has a long history, and many cultivation families have emerged around us. The Lou family is the most powerful, and the Wenren family is in the second tier, but their strength should not be underestimated, and their foundation and connections are beyond imagination. Changsheng, if you want to secure the position of young master, I suggest that you don't kill Wenren Renyu, but take her in as your dog."

Lan Zhujun's eyes lit up, and she served Ji Changsheng more attentively: "Master, let her serve me, and I will serve you. I came here first, Master, you have to spend a lot of money to buy horse bones, so that you can set a good example for the disciples of the Holy Church."

Ji Changsheng smiled and lay in Lan Zhujun's arms, saying calmly: "It depends on what Wen Renjiayu means. If she wakes up quickly, just recognize me as her master like you do. If she wakes up slowly, let her serve you."

Lan Zhujun didn't care that Ji Changsheng was taking advantage of her, and looked at Wen Renjiayu with hope: "Junior Sister Wenren, you must resist. Believe me, Old Demon Ji is just bluffing."

Wen Renjiayu looked at Wan Rusong again and said faintly, "Senior Brother Wan, you are a man."

Chapter 137 The Devil's Nature, Promoted to God

Wan Rusong clenched his fists.

At this moment, he didn't even hate Ji Changsheng and Lan Zhujun that much.

He hated Wen Renjia Yu.

Damn bitch, she didn't know Ji Changsheng's background yet, but she wanted him to be the cannon fodder.

Do you think I’m stupid?

Wan Rusong did not take Ji Changsheng seriously at first, but now that "Lan Nu" has come out, if he still thinks that Ji Changsheng can easily handle it, he will not be qualified to become the first person to inherit the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Before he figured out Ji Changsheng's background, he would rather swallow his pride than take any action.

Ji Changsheng was too lazy to care about the intrigues of this ghost marriage couple.

"I already know about Wan Rusong and Wen Renjiayu's situations. What about Sui Tinghuai? Could he also be a disciple of some big family?"

Ji Changsheng frowned a little when he said this.

How come it is that all the true disciples of such a demonic sect are from aristocratic families?

The Holy Religion should take serving the people of the world as its purpose. Since all of them come from cultivation families, how can we expect them to serve the people?

How to respond to his transformation of the holy religion?

Ji Changsheng was very dissatisfied with this.

Fortunately, Sui Tinghuai's situation gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Sui Tinghuai is similar to you, Changsheng. He has no background and relies on his talent to succeed. Of course, he also received the love and care of some elders during his growth, but he also impressed those elders with his talent and hard work. We have no blood relationship. In terms of talent alone, Sui Tinghuai should be the closest to me among the five true disciples."

At the end of her speech, Ren Suqiong couldn't help but give herself a little compliment.

She is the first person in the Demon Cult to reach the Golden Core Realm.

Sui Tinghuai is hailed by many as the number one prodigy of the Demonic Cult.

Ren Suqiong’s benchmark has always been Sui Tinghuai.

Ji Changsheng nodded.

"I basically understand. Wan Rusong is the son of a traitor of the Holy Church. His father is an undercover agent of Xuandu Temple. Wan Rusong has always admired Xuandu Temple, so he hates me, a traitor of Xuandu Temple, very much. I deserve to be killed."

Wan Rusong finally couldn't help but ask, "When did my father become an undercover agent at Xuandu Temple? When did I ever hate you?"

He swore to heaven that he had never had any contact with Ji Changsheng, so where did the hatred come from?

Ji Changsheng said casually: "There is a list of undercover agents on the Xuandu Temple Mountain. I will ask the temple master to add your father's name later."

"You..." Wan Rusong almost broke his steel teeth.

"As for when did you hate me? Now." Ji Changsheng's tone was a little uncertain: "It could also be in the future. After all, I plan to take your fiancée as a beauty dog. You definitely can't live in peace with me. It's better for you to die."

Ji Changsheng doesn't just kill men.

In his opinion, the only way for Wan Rusong to die is to acknowledge Yu Lao Mo as his godfather.

Everything else doesn’t matter, Wen Renjiayu was just joking.

But you recognize Yu Lao Mo as your godfather, so if you don’t die, who will die?

This involves Ji Lao Mo's core interests.

"Okay, don't say anything for now." Ji Changsheng sentenced Wan Rusong to death and began to sentence the second one: "Meng Jiayin, he doesn't have any background, just kill him directly."

This time, Lan Zhujun did not hold back and reminded, "Master, Meng Jiayin is the direct disciple of Vice Sect Leader Lou."

Ji Changsheng looked at Lan Zhujun strangely: "Deputy Leader Lou? Does our Holy Church have a deputy leader with the last name Lou?"

Everyone understood what Ji Changsheng meant.

My heart suddenly felt cold.

It is obvious that Deputy Leader Lou has become a dead man in Ji Changsheng's eyes.

Meng Jiayin forced himself to stay calm and reminded him, "Ji Changsheng, although I don't know how you got your confidence, but my master is not someone you can easily shake. Even the leader and his wife will maintain a certain respect for my master, unless Ling..."

Ji Changsheng took out a jade sword with a smile and placed it in front of himself.

Meng Jiayin's voice suddenly stopped and his face suddenly turned pale.

Wan Rusong blurted out: "Linglong Immortal Sword? Why is it with you?"

Ji Changsheng was too lazy to bother with the two dead men, Wan Rusong and Meng Jiayin.

He just raised his chin towards Wen Renjiayu and Sui Tinghuai.

“Sister Wenren, Brother Sui, everyone knows that I am easy-going and kind to others. I never make enemies easily.”

No one present listened.

Do you believe this?

Ji Changsheng's letter.

He really thinks he is that kind of person.

"Although both of you have been disrespectful to me before, I am a generous person and will give you a chance to admit your mistakes."

Wen Renjiayu finally spoke: "Junior Brother Ji, I have never spoken to you, so how can I be disrespectful?"

Wen Renjiayu felt that he was really wronged.

She really didn't say a word to Ji Changsheng, so how could it be disrespectful?

Sui Tinghuai also felt that he was wronged.

"Junior Brother Ji, I have never offended you from the beginning to the end, right?"

Ji Changsheng had invited him to join the Demon Slaying Group before.

He just said that he would consider it if the Demon Suppression Team was still there in three days.

Can't people think about it?

In this huge Tianmo Sect, Sui Tinghuai has never met such an unreasonable person.

Thinking back to when several supreme elders were vying to take him in as their disciple, he also said he would think about it.

Can this be called disrespect?

Ji Changsheng explained: "To commit an offense against one's superior is disrespect. I am the young master of the Holy Church, and one of you refuses to talk to me, and the other refuses to accept my invitation. I say that you are disrespectful to me, do you not accept it? Or do you disagree with me being the young master of the Holy Church?"

Ji Changsheng picked up the jade sword.

"If you don't agree, just say it. I am open to all. As long as what you say makes sense, I can also step down and let someone else take over."

Wen Renjiayu and Sui Tinghuai felt their knees go weak instantly.

Wen Renjiayu said decisively: "Junior Brother Ji is kind-hearted and decisive. I support Junior Brother Ji to be the young master of the Holy Church."

Sui Tinghuai's face flushed, but under the pressure of the Linglong Immortal Sword, he lowered his head: "I also support Junior Brother Ji to be the young master."

His teacher taught him that those who do not plan for eternity are not worthy of planning for the present.

Sui Tinghuai had always agreed with this.

But now, Ji Changsheng also taught him one thing:

Those who do not plan for three days are not qualified to plan for eternity.

If he doesn't acknowledge Ji Changsheng as the young master today, he will have no future.

Ji Changsheng nodded with satisfaction.

"Wan Rusong and Meng Jiayin stepped into this young master's cave with their left feet first. This must be a sign of righteous demons. They should be killed."

Wan Rusong and Meng Jiayin were so angry that they laughed.

But when Ji Changsheng picked up the jade sword, colorful sword energy appeared on the jade sword, which immediately made the two of them stop laughing.

"Wen Renjia Yu, Sui Tinghuai, if you encounter a righteous demon, all disciples of the Holy Church are free to kill him. Let me see your sincerity in serving this young master."

Ji Changsheng held the jade sword in his hand, with colorful sword energy protecting his body, making everyone present feel the pressure from the Linglong Fairy Sword.

"Lan Nu, you come on too. I don't keep idle people here."

"Wan Rusong and Meng Jiayin must die, and you must live. Otherwise, we must die together. Go ahead, let me see the quality of the true disciples of the Holy Religion."

If there is no wife, then let the younger brothers take over.

Isn't this the time to recruit younger brothers?

Or let them eat for free?

The atmosphere was solemn for a moment, and the five true disciples looked at each other.

After a while, Lan Zhujun was the first to attack Wan Rusong.

After all, he has become a Lannu.

She knew best how ruthless Ji Changsheng was, and she didn't dare to talk nonsense with him.

Wenren Jiayu followed closely behind and stabbed her fiancé directly.

"Wan Rusong, don't blame me."

Linglong Fairy Sword is above, Ji Changsheng made it very clear that she must use her fiancé's head as a token of her allegiance.