Talk About Bragging, How Do You Really Have The Qualifications Of The Great Emperor?

Chapter 135: Luo Binglan: "Nine to one, Chengdu is indispensable!"

Inside the Ghost Immortal Blessed Land.

After inspecting the spiritual veins of this Blessed Land.

Zhuo Canglang coughed and glanced at the white jade coffin on his shoulder. "Well, Luo Junior Sister... now that we have retrieved the Blessed Land! Shouldn't we discuss how to distribute it?"

"Nine to one!"

From inside the white jade coffin, Luo Binglan's cold voice could be heard.

Zhuo Canglang was taken aback. "Who is one, who is nine?"

Luo Binglan sneered. "Do you even need to ask? Of course, it's my Divination Lineage at nine!"

Zhuo Canglang: "!!!"

Gong Shangyu's elegant expression froze, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Dugu Qingqian couldn't hold back anymore, looking skeptical and staring at the white jade coffin, she quipped, "You really dare to ask for so much, nine-tenths? Why don't you just say that the entire Blessed Land belongs to your Divination Lineage?"

The white jade coffin fell silent for a moment. "That's not impossible!"

"I!" Dugu Qingqian drew her sword abruptly, about to rush forward and slash Luo Binglan's coffin. "Don't stop me, I'll kill this shameless madwoman!"

Gong Shangyu, holding his qin, moved several yards away. "No one is stopping you!"

Dugu Qingqian: "..."

"Cough cough... stop making a fuss!"

Zhuo Canglang almost choked on his saliva.

Nine to one?

Are you kidding me?

According to the rules, whoever can retrieve the Blessed Land for the Three Purities Immortal Gate.

Can receive privileges and benefits.

The affiliated branch can independently enjoy thirty percent of the spiritual stone output from the Blessed Land!

Previously, more than ten branches shared the resources of one Blessed Land.

Not even one-tenth was enough.

Thirty percent is already a lot!

It would be enough for disciples and elders of the branches to live a comfortable life.

After pondering for a while, Zhuo Canglang said, "While Wang Xiu nephew has indeed made the greatest contribution in obtaining this Blessed Land, nine to one is too extreme... How about this, I'll make a decision and make an exception... Divination Lineage will receive half!"

Luo Binglan: "Nine to one! Otherwise, you might as well kill me!"

Everyone: "..."

Zhuo Canglang took a deep breath, his face showing a bitter expression. "Luo Junior Sister... you've been asleep for so many years, you don't know how I've managed to survive all these years!"

Our Immortal Gate is poor, we can't even afford to provide for the elders and disciples!

Many branches have to dig into their own pockets to provide for the disciples!

We have over thirty thousand disciples in the entire sect.

Over thirty thousand mouths to feed, and I really can't do it anymore...

Junior Sister, please understand me.

Please, I'm begging you!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, his body trembling, tears streaming down his face.

Luo Binglan fell silent for a moment and sighed. "Alright, I'll take a loss for Divination Lineage, fifty-fifty!"

Fifty-fifty?

Everyone was stunned.

Dugu Qingqian raised an eyebrow, thinking, when did this crazy woman start listening to advice?

It doesn't fit her character!

Luo Binglan asked in return, "What's wrong, unwilling? Then it's still nine to one!"

"No, no, no!"

"Willing, willing! Fifty-fifty it is! I knew it, Luo Junior Sister may seem cold as ice on the outside, but her heart is burning with passion, devoted to the Immortal Gate... On behalf of the elders and over thirty thousand disciples of the Immortal Gate, thank you, Junior Sister!"

Zhuo Canglang quickly agreed, excited.

Whoosh!

The white jade coffin flew up into the air and headed towards the exit of the Blessed Land.

Zhuo Canglang and the others stood in place, watching the white jade coffin disappear into the distance, suddenly remembering something.

"What did we say at the beginning... how many shares should we give to Divination Lineage?"

"It seems like... thirty percent?" Gong Shangyu uncertainly said.

"She tricked us! This crazy woman, I want to kill her!" Dugu Qingqian was furious, clenching her fists and cursing.

"..."

...

The void trembled slightly.

The space at the entrance of the Blessed Land distorted.

The white jade coffin emerged from the void.

Landing in front of Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu hurriedly asked, "Master, how did it go?"

Luo Binglan's voice came from the ice coffin. "It's settled! Divination Lineage will exclusively receive fifty percent of the spiritual stone output from this Blessed Land each year, and the remaining fifty percent will be handed over to the Immortal Gate! In addition, all other resources in the Blessed Land will be under the control of Divination Lineage!"

Upon hearing this.

Wang Xiu hasn't said anything yet.

The heads of various lineages who were watching nearby had their faces changed drastically, and they became anxious one after another.

"What, fifty percent?"

"No way?"

"This is not in accordance with the rules!"

"We protest, we must protest!"

Everyone's reaction was significant.

If Divination Lineage were to give away fifty percent, the benefits they would receive would be greatly reduced.

Hearing this,

"Hmph~"

Luo Binglan snorted coldly.

The white jade coffin immediately transformed into a giant mech several zhangs tall, overlooking the heads of various lineages. In her hands were two axes emitting a chilling cold light.

"Why are you making a fuss? This Blessed Land was earned by my disciple at the risk of his life, venturing into the tiger's den. It should rightfully belong to my Divination Lineage! You can enjoy yourselves with your spirit stones, but you're still babbling here?

If you have the ability, go get your own Blessed Land! If you don't, then shut up and get lost!"

Seeing this scene,

Many heads of lineages fell silent and shrank their necks.

Several of them, looking at the axes in Luo Binglan's hands, seemed to recall the shadow of being dominated in the past and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Tch, what's so great about it? Isn't it just a Blessed Land?"

"Let's go! Don't stay in this cursed place any longer!"

"After so many years, this female tyrant is still so domineering!"

"How long can she be so domineering? Divination Lineage now only has a few kittens left, and when the inheritance is completely severed is still unknown!"

"If it's severed, wouldn't it be a good thing?"

"..."

In the crowd,

Many people said sourly.

Leaving Divination Lineage,

The disgraceful reputation of Three Purities has hung over Divination Lineage for eight hundred years!

The other lineages didn't have a good relationship with Divination Lineage to begin with.

Now, it seemed that the conflict had intensified.

Not long after,

Zhuo Canglang and the others came out of the Blessed Land and were stunned when they saw the scene outside.

After understanding the situation, they couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Junior Sister Luo, why did you have to do this?"

Luo Binglan snorted, "They consider my Divination Lineage a disgrace to the Three Purities. Now they have the audacity to come and divide the Blessed Land of my Divination Lineage. How can things be so simple?"

Wang Xiu looked up at the white jade mech.

For some reason, his mouth twitched.

Luo Binglan was a true descendant of Divination Lineage, and her grandfather was the previous head of Divination Lineage.

Even Wang Xiu, who was taken in as a disciple of Divination Lineage, had been looked down upon for these years.

Not to mention her?

Becoming the female tyrant of Three Purities Immortal Gate was, in a sense, an inevitable thing.

Having a bad relationship with the other lineages was even more reasonable.

Zhuo Canglang and the others exchanged glances and smiled bitterly.

Then they shook their heads and left.

...

The official document would take some time to be released.

Wang Xiu had to bury Luo Binglan back in the tomb first.

On the back mountain,

Wang Xiu carried a shovel and dug the soil, one shovel at a time.

He wanted to say something but hesitated.

Beside him, the suspended white jade coffin suddenly heard Luo Binglan's voice, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Wang Xiu smiled, "What should I ask?"

Luo Binglan said, "For example, I clearly want to revitalize Divination Lineage, but I always end up with such strained relationships with the other lineages! Even an opportunity like today to ease the tension has been missed!"

Wang Xiu chuckled, "Rome wasn't built in a day! Mending relationships takes time, and Master, you don't have that luxury, do you? This kind of thing can only be left to your disciple...

Nowadays, all the lineages are short of money!

The more you play the role of the white-faced one,

The better your disciple can play the role of the red-faced one!"

There was a slight silence in the white jade coffin.

After a while, Luo Binglan said, "Indeed, you are a smart disciple of mine!"

Wang Xiu laughed, "Alright, Master, let's stop talking! Your disciple has buried you..."

As he spoke,

He pushed the white jade coffin into the grave.

Covered it with soil.

And erected a tombstone.

(End of this chapter)