Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 541: Everything Is Mine, and You Are Mine Too!



Chapter 541: Everything Is Mine, and You Are Mine Too!

 

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xu Zhichang gritted his teeth and said, “If there is no concrete evidence, I’ll compensate you with three bottles of Void Realm-level Demon Beast Blood!”

 

Lin Fengmian glanced at the three bottles of Demon Beast Blood, which would greatly benefit his cultivation of the Twelve Divine Fiends True Art, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

 

“Then I’ll gladly accept these three bottles of Demon Beast Blood, Elder Xu.”

 

“Elder Xu, what about my aunt’s share?”

 

Now with no room to retreat, Xu Zhichang could only slap his low-grade immortal tool on the table.

 

“If I lose, this low-grade immortal tool will belong to your aunt!”

 

Lin Fengmian turned to Zhou Yuanhua and Jun Qingsheng and solemnly said, “Elder Zhou, Father, please witness this.”

 

Jun Qingsheng nodded and said, “Don’t worry. With me here, no one dares to break their promise.”

 

Zhou Yuanhua added with a firm tone, “I will handle this impartially. I will not harm the innocent, nor will I let the guilty go unpunished!”

 

The matter had already escalated to this point, and there was no way to hide it.

 

One misstep and he could be accused of incompetence, or even of shielding his allies.

 

Now, he had no choice but to sacrifice the pawn in order to save the king. It is better to let others suffer than himself.

 

“Nangong Xiu, you brought this on yourself by not caring about your reputation. Don’t blame me for what happens next.”

 

Soon, Zhou Yuanhua took out a special token, and the total number of activations of the Nether Moon Ten Thousand Demons Pagoda was displayed above each tower.

 

But the total was the same as the number of disciples present – exactly sixty-seven!

 

Xu Zhichang exclaimed in disbelief, “This can’t be!”

 

Lin Fengmian smiled faintly. “Why not? It was all just your imagination from the beginning.”

 

Zhou Yuanhua frowned deeply and looked at Xu Zhichang with a stern expression. “Xu Zhichang, didn’t you say that you have solid evidence?”

 

This is such a disaster! I almost got myself killed!

 

Xu Zhichang’s face turned pale, then red. He argued, “They must have erased the records!”

 

“Xu Zhichang, you’ve greatly disappointed me,” Zhou Yuanhua shook his head.

 

“Even if they didn’t hand over the Nether Moon Ten Thousand Demons Pagoda, she must have…”

 

Xu Zhichang tried to continue, but Zhou Yuanhua cut him off harshly.

 

“Enough! Stop making these baseless accusations!”

 

By now, the usually amiable elder was so angry that his beard seemed to bristle. His gaze swept across the space, and his aura pressed down like an ocean.

 

“This matter ends here. The rankings are final. Jun Wuxie will be the highest ranked disciple.”

 

If he didn’t act decisively now, the empress would surely question his competence. He couldn’t let them cause any more trouble for him.

 

His sharp gaze fell on Xu Zhichang, who was now filled with regret, his heart bleeding.

 

But he had no choice. He handed his low-grade immortal tool to Nangong Xiu and tossed the three bottles of demon beast blood to Lin Fengmian.

 

“Here, take it!”

 

Lin Fengmian smiled as he accepted the Demon Beast Blood. “Thank you, Elder Xu. But aren’t you forgetting something?”

 

Under Zhou Yuanhua’s stern gaze, Xu Zhichang suppressed his anger and offered an apology.

 

“This was all my personal speculation, and it has damaged the reputation of Elder Nangong and Prince Wuxie. For that, I deeply apologize.”

 

He bowed deeply, embodying the spirit of a “humble craftsman” and said, “I sincerely apologize to you both!”

 

Lin Fengmian curled his lip. Truly a master of bureaucratic rhetoric, he could effortlessly deliver such a formal apology. Impressive.

 

Zhou Yuanhua nodded. “Good. Since it was all a misunderstanding, let’s return to the main event. Jun Wuxie, step forward to receive your reward!”

 

Lin Fengmian stepped forward. Zhou Yuanhua first handed him a bottle of pills, and then slowly extended his hand.

 

A flash of light appeared in his palm, revealing a top-grade water attribute magical sword, its blade shimmering with a faint blue light.

 

“This Dragon Slaying Sword is now yours. May it shine brightly in your hands.”

 

Lin Fengmian took the Dragon Slaying Sword. As it touched his hand, a cool energy surged through him.

 

“Thank you, Elder, for giving me this sword!”

 

“Chen Chaoyan!” Elder Zhou called out next.

 

Chen Qingyan stepped forward and received her high-grade magical tool, a fire attribute long sword, which was unsuitable for her.

 

I’m an ice attribute sword cultivator, and you’re giving me a fire attribute sword?

 

Chen Qingyan walked down from the stage and handed the longsword and a top-grade Nascent Soul Pill to Lin Fengmian.

 

“These are yours!”

 

Lin Fengmian accepted the spoils with a playful smile, his gaze lingering on Chen Qingyan.

 

“The treasures are mine, and you are mine too, Senior Sister Chen. You’d better honor our bet.”

 

Chen Qingyan nodded slightly awkwardly. “I understand.”

 

“No, no! Jun Wuxie, if you dare to lay a finger on Senior Sister Chen, I’ll never let you off!”

 

Ye Yingying seemed even more anxious than Chen Qingyan, as she believed that Chen Qingyan had fallen into Lin Fengmian’s clutches because of her.

 

“Little bean, you can’t even save yourself, yet you worry about others?”

 

Lin Fengmian teased, “Enough talk. Go get my prize.”

 

Ye Yingying gritted her teeth in frustration, but she had no choice. She went up to retrieve her reward and tossed it to Lin Fengmian.

 

“Take all these pills, and I hope you don’t choke on them!”

 

Lin Fengmian smiled as he accepted them. “Don’t worry about me.”

 

He stood confidently at the foot of the stage, waiting for the others to collect their rewards so that he could confiscate them.

 

Luo Jinfeng and the others received their prizes with dark expressions, only to have them snatched away by Lin Fengmian, who was as ruthless as a landlord.

 

Lin Fengmian turned to Ding Bonan with a grin. “Cousin, you still owe me three thousand three hundred top-grade Spirit Stones. Remember to deliver them to my mansion tomorrow.”

 

“Otherwise, I’ll have to sell you. You don’t want to suffer a tragic fate, do you?”

 

Ding Bonan glanced at Ding Wanqiu, fearing that she might renege on her promise.

 

But Ding Wanqiu avoided his gaze, causing his heart to sink.

 

Auntie, don’t play with me like this!

 

This guy really will sell me off!

 

Lin Fengmian noticed this and couldn’t help but smile smugly, gently fanning himself.

 

“Three years without flying, but when I do, I soar to the heavens. Three years without singing, but when I do, I astonish the world.”

 

“All those years of playing the fool have finally paid off. This time I’ve hit the jackpot!”

 

The victims all had faces as dark as the bottom of a pot, completely convinced.

 

This bastard had been pretending to be a fool all these years, and now he’s made a killing!

 

After the award ceremony, Zhou Yuanhua solemnly announced, “In three days, the top ten disciples will gather at the square. We will go to Junlin City together!”

 

The crowd applauded in unison, and the evaluation was officially over.

 

Ding Bonan tried to slip away, but the sharp-eyed Ye Yingying caught him.

 

“Stop! Ding Bonan, where’s your stone table?”

 

Ding Bonan forced a smile. “Do we really have to do this? I was just joking!”

 

Zhou Yuanhua, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and fixed him with a piercing gaze.

 

“Young man, you have to keep your word!”

 

You little brat, I’ll teach you to act so arrogantly!

 

Ding Bonan’s face darkened and he gritted his teeth as he picked up the massive stone table and began gnawing on it.

 

He just wanted to find the craftsman who made this table and give him a beating. Who uses such solid materials? How do you expect to make a profit?

 

Lin Fengmian, who was standing far away, looked on in confusion. “Has he gone mad?”

 

Ding Bonan glared at Lin Fengmian while gnawing on the stone table, shouting angrily in his heart.

 

Jun Wuxie, this isn’t over!

 

Just as Lin Fengmian was about to leave, Jun Qingsheng called out to him, “Wuxie, come with me.”

 

Lin Fengmian knew that he was concerned for his safety, so he nodded.

 

Meanwhile, Jun Yunshang’s eyes flickered with a strange light, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly as she quietly followed.

 

Let’s see what secrets you’re hiding!

 


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