Emperor of Nine Suns

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Just when many disciples of Xuantian Sect were heading to the sect square. On the back mountain of Xuantian Sect, above a towering cliff, Leng Qianxue bit her lips slightly and looked at Chu Chen in front of her with some anxiety: "Master, that... that, if it is in front of everyone, can I... Can you please stop calling you master for now?"

The girl timidly looked at the majestic eagle in front of her, lowered her head slightly nervously, and twisted her clothes with her hands, feeling a little embarrassed. After all, as his master, he had helped him so much, yet he asked to temporarily hide his title, which made him blush even talking about it.

Chu Chen glanced at Leng Qianxue sideways and nodded: "It makes sense. If you become the master of a sect, it is really inappropriate to call me master in front of everyone. So, I will reluctantly do it for the time being and act as your spiritual pet. ." The corner of his mouth twitched, he wanted to protect the dignity of the beautiful pet.

After all, he wanted to help her regain her position as the leader of the sect. If she were to call a black hawk as her master in front of everyone, where would the prestige of the leader of the sect lie?

"Thank you, Master!"

Hearing Chu Chen's words, Leng Qianxue breathed a long sigh of relief, happily hugged Chu Chen's head and kissed him. Although the feathers on the eagle's body are as hard as fine iron, they are slightly hot and have a lustrous and thick feel to the touch, which feels very good.

"Then master, let's go." Leng Qianxue looked gently at the mountains ahead.

Chu Chen suddenly felt his cheeks heat up. To be honest, except for his junior sister, he had never had such intimate contact with other women. If it weren't for the fact that he is now a clone of Big Eagle, I'm afraid he would be blushing now.

Besides, this beautiful pet is definitely a super stunner.

"Come up, I'll take you to fly over and scare them." Chu Chen lowered his body and motioned for the beautiful pet to sit on it.

"Thank you, Master."

After the beautiful pet sat firmly, Chu Chen flapped his wings and flew up into the deep blue sky with Leng Qianxue.

In the blink of an eye, at the quarter hour, almost all the disciples of the entire sect had gathered together, and the entire sect square was filled with people. Faces full of vitality looked intently at the high platform.

At this moment, the high platform was clearly divided into two factions. The group of people on the left are all middle-aged people who look to be in their thirties or forties. Their auras are billowing from all over their bodies, and rays of light rise into the sky, showing off their powerful cultivation.

The leader is a man with a Chinese character face.

He looks upright, but from time to time, there is a sinister and cruel look in his eyes, like a poisonous snake that chooses people to like, which makes people feel shuddering at a glance. This man is the younger brother of the old sect leader and the uncle of Leng Qianxue, the eldest daughter of the Xuantian Sect, Leng Wanhun.

The other faction, on the other hand, was a group of old men, all with injuries more or less on their bodies, and their auras were weak and wavering. The leader was a skinny old man. He looked like a skeleton covered with shriveled old skin. His figure was trembling, as if he would be blown down by a gust of wind at any time.

Although this group of old men did not have as strong an aura as those on the other side, every disciple looked at them with an uncontrollable look of respect.

This group of people were the most loyal subordinates of the old sect master. They followed the old sect master in the south and north, and only then established the Xuantian Sect's foundation. If it weren't for their bravery and bravery, Xuantian Sect would never have been able to develop to its current level.

This is an invisible prestige and trend. After many new disciples entered Xuantian Sect, they grew up listening to the legendary experiences of these old people. It is precisely for this reason that although the Young Masters sect has an advantage in strength, they dare not take any tough measures against this group of old people. Otherwise, they will accidentally cause public anger and lose the hearts of the people, even if they hold the power of the sect. Can't hold on for long.

With a smile on his face, Leng Wanhun led a group of energetic middle-level sect members under his command to come to the Supreme Elder, bowed slightly and saluted: "Half master, disciples are polite."

The Supreme Elder is the master of the old sect leader. It is said that the old sect master was extremely talented and was a proud man of heaven who would not be born for a hundred years, but his younger brother had mediocre qualifications and did nothing in his life.

The two brothers became under the name of Elder Wanxiang together. After Elder Wanxiang accepted the old sect leader as his disciple, he looked down upon his unsatisfactory younger brother and was unwilling to accept him as a disciple.

Therefore, for a long time, Leng Wanhun was not qualified to call Elder Wanxiang "master" and could only be called "half master". Later, the old sect leader became seriously ill, and Leng Wanhun relied on his scheming skills to quickly occupy a place in Xuantian Sect, and then became a pivotal figure.

Despite this, Elder Wanxiang has devoted his whole life to the Xuantian Sect and is the only supreme elder in the sect, with a respected status. Therefore, even though Leng Wanhun now has more than 60% of the sect's power, he is sure of victory. In the presence of everyone, he still had to be polite and did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

Seeing Leng Wanhun's behavior, Elder Wanxiang snorted coldly and turned slightly to avoid his salute: "Forget it! Your Excellency is now in a high position and has the power to call the wind and rain. The old man can't bear your bow!"

"Master's words are serious. They are all for the development of the sect. Now that my brother has passed away, all the elders are old and can no longer work hard. My niece is young and ignorant, and it is difficult to hold a big responsibility. As a younger brother, I naturally have to stand up. Take charge of the overall situation." Leng Wanhun smiled slightly, and his words were flawless. But Elder Wanxiang's face became angry. He was about to explode, but he couldn't find anything to say to refute him, and he was immediately very angry.

"Humph, uncle really puts a high hat on himself. When father was here, you hid in the corner and didn't even dare to fart. Now that father is gone, you brazenly say that you will stand up and take charge of the overall situation. In front of grandpa , and I’m not ashamed!”

A cold scolding sound fell from the sky, which made Leng Wanhun's expression change. When he looked up, he saw a gorgeous silver and black figure flying slowly from the sky, which made his pupils shrink suddenly.

It was an extremely majestic raptor, with dazzling silver-black lines all over its body and iron wings and steel feathers. A pair of bright silver eyes were like two gleams of cold lightning, their gazes were extremely sharp, and one could tell at a glance that it was an extremely powerful spiritual beast.

And on the back of that splendid bird of prey, a graceful figure slowly descended, dressed in white as snow and with a beautiful face. It was Leng Qianxue who was supposed to be kidnapped.

"What is that! Is that an eagle? Such a huge spiritual eagle..." When Leng Wanhun looked up, the other disciples also subconsciously looked up. Seeing the eldest lady riding a raptor they had never seen before, they suddenly Let out a cry of surprise.

"That's the legendary Dapeng! It's such a divine horse and a ferocious spiritual beast. I really don't know where the eldest lady got it from!"

"What Dapeng! The real Dapeng is many times bigger. This is just an eagle-like spiritual beast at most!" ()