Chapter 788: A Deserved Calamity

Looking at the corpse of the Flying Slaughter Beast in his storage ring, Sun Zhonghuang took a deep breath. This was his stepping stone. At the same time, not knowing what Su Bai needed the demon beast corpses for, Sun Zhonghuang had even washed the Flying Slaughter Beast's feet before daring to approach Su Bai.

Seeing Su Bai sweeping the small forest ahead, Sun Zhonghuang took a deep breath and walked over.

"Greetings, sir. I am Sun Zhonghuang, a disciple of the Hundred Refinements Sect," Sun Zhonghuang mustered his courage and said.

"What do you want?" Su Bai asked, tilting his head.

Hearing Su Bai's relatively cold tone, Sun Zhonghuang knew that with someone like him, there was no need for pleasantries. It was better to get straight to the point.

"Sir, I heard that you need demon beast corpses, and I happen to have the corpse of a Flying Slaughter Beast. I’ve brought it to you!"

"Oh?"

Su Bai's interest was piqued.

Although the thirteen of them had hunted many demon beasts for Yi Feng, none were particularly rare. This had always bothered Su Bai, who secretly regretted his inability to find something more unique for his master. He had heard of the Flying Slaughter Beast, and it was indeed a good find.

"Show it to me quickly," Su Bai said with some urgency.

Seeing Su Bai's eagerness, Sun Zhonghuang trembled with excitement. It seemed the Flying Slaughter Beast's corpse was indeed valuable. His master was truly a divine strategist, never missing a beat.

Sun Zhonghuang quickly took out the Flying Slaughter Beast's corpse from his storage ring.

Su Bai's eyes lit up.

"This is excellent. I need this!" Su Bai said immediately.

Hearing this, Sun Zhonghuang grew even more excited. But he restrained himself from losing composure and respectfully said, "I’m glad you like it, sir. It’s my humble offering to you."

"One does not accept gifts without reason."

Though young, Su Bai was clear-headed about such matters and said directly, "If you have any conditions or need any help, just say it."

These words struck a chord in Sun Zhonghuang's heart. He knew the critical moment had arrived. What should he say? Ask Su Bai to help rescue Sun Zimei? Or help him become the sect leader of the Hundred Refinements Sect? But none of these seemed appropriate. Just as he was unsure how to proceed, an idea struck him.

He fell to his knees with a thud.

"I beg you to take me as your disciple! Of course, you don’t need to treat me as a formal disciple. Even if I’m just a nominal disciple, I’m willing to serve you, even if it’s just fetching tea and water!" Sun Zhonghuang knelt on the ground, his attitude full of sincerity.

"Oh, sure."

Thinking that Yi Feng would probably like this offering, Su Bai agreed without hesitation.

Sun Zhonghuang was stunned.

Then, overwhelmed with joy, he kowtowed heavily on the ground. He never expected Su Bai to agree so readily. Everything was going so smoothly. Too smoothly. Hahaha... He was about to reach the peak of his life. A good life was waving at him.

He had even planned his next steps: first, drive Yi Feng away, then marry Shi Qingwu, ascend to the position of sect leader, and have countless sects bowing to him.

Wait...

Wait a minute.

Why was his master kneeling?

Shouldn’t it be him kneeling?

No.

The person he was kneeling to was...

Yi Feng???????

In that instant, Sun Zhonghuang felt a chill run down his spine.

What was going on?

Why was his newly acknowledged master kneeling before Yi Feng?

"Su Bai, what’s going on here?" Yi Feng, who had been strolling around, couldn’t help but ask when he saw Sun Zhonghuang kneeling before Su Bai.

"Sir, he has brought you a fine ingredient. Please take a look," Su Bai quickly extended his storage ring.

"Oh, this is indeed a good find!"

Yi Feng opened the storage ring and looked at the Flying Slaughter Beast, his face showing appreciation. This thing looked delicious!

"To thank him, he asked to become my disciple, so I agreed," Su Bai said respectfully.

"Oh, so you’ve taken a disciple too. Not bad," Yi Feng patted Su Bai’s head.

Su Bai grinned sheepishly, then turned to Sun Zhonghuang and barked, "My cultivation was bestowed by the master. Hurry up and pay your respects to him!"

"Yes, yes, greetings, sir!"

Sun Zhonghuang, still in shock, instinctively kowtowed.

"No need to be so formal," Yi Feng smiled slightly, then continued his stroll through the small forest without paying further attention to the two.

"Get up," Su Bai said.

Sun Zhonghuang rose, still trembling.

"As my new disciple, I don’t have much to give you. Tell me, do you have any wishes? I’ll try to fulfill them if I can," Su Bai said.

"Uh..."

Cold sweat dripped down Sun Zhonghuang’s back.

His mind raced, and the next moment, the words spilled out.

"Disciple has no other requests. I only wish to firmly support Master Yi Feng and Sect Leader Shi Qingwu! Anyone who opposes them will have to go through me first!"

Sun Zhonghuang raised his finger, his face filled with determination.

"Good!"

Su Bai’s expression softened, and he nodded in approval.

...

Time flew by.

Several days passed.

Now, all the chores in the small forest and Yi Feng’s courtyard were handled by Sun Zhonghuang. Although he was doing menial labor, his status in the sect had skyrocketed in just a few days. Even the Second Elder and others treated him with respect, despite him originally being Sun Zimei’s disciple.

The reason was simple: he had become Su Bai’s disciple and was able to work in Yi Feng’s courtyard.

Of course, Sun Zhonghuang was clear-headed about his position. He never overstepped his bounds.

One day.

The door to the prison cell opened.

A ray of light shone in, bringing a faint brightness to the dark environment.

Sun Zhonghuang, with his hands behind his back, entered the prison with a group of high-ranking members of the Hundred Refinements Sect.

He walked past cell after cell, each reinforced with arrays, until he finally stopped before Sun Zimei’s cell.

Sun Zimei, who had been waiting anxiously these past few days, stood up excitedly.

"My good disciple. Truly my good disciple. I knew I wasn’t wrong about you. Hahaha... You look so confident. It seems you’ve succeeded. And you’ve brought so many people with you. It seems you’ve taken control of the Hundred Refinements Sect."

However, to his surprise, Sun Zhonghuang didn’t even pause. He walked straight past, leaving behind a casual remark: "Someone, this man is still able to move freely. There’s a risk of him escaping. Add a few more layers of restrictions to his cell."

??????

Sun Zimei felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He staggered back, his body hitting the wall, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

Sun Zhonghuang, walking away, twitched his ears but didn’t look back.

"Master, master... Don’t blame your disciple for being unfilial. A wise man knows when to adapt. You took the wrong path, and this calamity is deserved. Fortunately, you didn’t go too far. So, in a way, this is also saving you!"