Chapter 141 The Demon Cult Leader
Qin Mo put away his sword, the Four Spirits Demon Formation stopped working, and Huang Niao and others returned to the Fulong Ding.
In just a short while, the four ferocious beasts were like they had suffered a serious illness. Each of them was dying, and it felt like their whole bodies had been drained dry by their unscrupulous master Qin Mo.
For at least one year, Qin Mo will no longer be able to activate the Four Spirits Demon Formation.
The Black Water Serpent, Zhulong, and Zouwu are fine, as they can still slowly recover their demonic power in the space inside the cauldron, but the yellow bird that serves as their mount is in a miserable state.
I will be ridden by Qin Mo later...
This is the point that the Fulong Ding is inferior to the Zhuxian Sword. The latter gathers the spiritual veins of the heaven, earth and mountains, and to some extent, can be said to be inexhaustible.
Using monsters as a source of spiritual power would inevitably be much worse.
Of course, the price is worth it.
In just a short while, Qin Mo gained a full 700,000 experience points.
Where can I find such a good thing?
When Qin Mo put away the Fulong Cauldron and landed on the ground, the surrounding disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect subconsciously took half a step back, and each of them looked at Qin Mo with awe in their eyes.
People in the Demon Cult have always worshipped the strong.
The Ghost King and others also landed on the ground, each with a complicated expression, especially the Ghost King, who looked at Qin Mo with a hint of fear.
Only now was he completely convinced that Qin Mo really understood the Fulong Ding.
Although the power exerted by the Four Spirits Demon Formation is different from the Four Spirits Blood Formation interpreted by Mr. Gui before, it is obviously more controllable and flexible.
Not so spooky and bloody.
Unfortunately, it seems that it still cannot compare with Qingyun Sect's Zhuxian Sword Formation.
"I don't know. How are you going to deal with us prisoners?" Jin Ping'er asked.
She is already the one with the highest cultivation among the survivors.
It was not known whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the person Jin Ping'er asked was not the sect leader Ghost King, but Qin Mo, her pair of peach blossom eyes were full of water.
Very lovable.
Qin Mo had no expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Since you have surrendered, it is natural that the three sects will merge, reorganize the Demon Sect, elect a leader, and revive the reputation of the Demon Sect."
Anyone in the Demon Sect who had the ability to stop this had already died at the hands of Qin Mo's sword.
No one objects.
"Then, who will be the leader?" Jin Ping'er looked thoughtful with burning eyes.
As expected of being one of the three young masters of the Demon Cult, even in the face of such a huge change, he was still able to remain calm and quick-witted. His calm demeanor alone surpassed that of Duan Rushan and others.
The Ghost King and others also looked over subconsciously.
"Of course it's the Ghost King Sect Leader. Do you have a more suitable candidate?" Qin Mo asked.
"you."
"I?"
Qin Mo was even more surprised. He didn't know what this girl was up to.
"Yes, it's you." Jin Ping'er didn't seem to be joking at all, and said solemnly: "If Mr. Qin is the leader, then I can represent the Hehuan Sect and re-incorporate into the Holy Church."
Behind her stood a complete Hehuan Sect. With the death of Madam Sanmiao, Jin Ping'er was the only candidate for the next leader of the Hehuan Sect.
Qinglong, Youji, and even Guili all subconsciously looked towards the Ghost King.
The latter had a blank expression on his face.
"The Ten Thousand Poison Sect also supports Mr. Qin to become the leader!"
Before the Ghost King could respond, another person stepped forward. He was a man in a black robe. Although he was not very old, he had already reached the middle stage of the Jindan stage.
He should be a true disciple of the Wan Du Sect.
Looking around, among the more than a hundred remaining disciples of the Wan Du Sect, this person has the highest cultivation level.
It's really ironic.
The Wan Du Sect, which was once so powerful and the leader among the Demon Sects, has suffered a series of disasters. Regardless of whether it merges with the Demon Sect or not, it is bound to decline from now on.
I don’t know when I can rise again.
"Who are you?" Qin Mo felt a headache, wondering why he was causing trouble.
"Next week Ray."
The man in black robe clasped his hands together and looked at Qin Mo with fanatical eyes.
"Can you represent the Wan Du Sect?" Qin Mo said in a deep voice.
“All the elders and above of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect died in the battle, and I am the only true disciple left. In a sense, I can indeed represent the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.” Zhou Rui was very courageous.
"Needless to say, if we have to choose a leader, it can only be the Ghost King." Qin Mo was firm.
How could he not see what Jin Ping'er and Zhou Rui were planning?
In terms of seniority, both of them are one generation lower than the Ghost King.
If the Ghost King, who is famous in the sect, really takes the position and becomes the leader, then the Ghost King Sect will firmly suppress the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Hehuan Sect, and there will be no hope of rising for a long time in the future.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to push Qin Mo to the forefront.
Although Qin Mo is very strong individually, he is just a newcomer in the sect. He lacks experience, prestige, and qualifications. He cannot be compared with veterans like the Ghost King.
Even if he becomes the leader, there will still be some room for both factions to turn things around in the future.
It won't be a complete failure.
Qin Mo even saw the undisguised ambition in Zhou Rui's eyes.
This person is not simple.
The previous moment, Qin Mo was killing the members of the Wan Du Sect and making a river of blood, and they became mortal enemies; the next moment, this person was able to calmly "recognize Qin Mo as his master", which can be said to be a great awareness of the current situation.
Be able to bend and stretch.
Seeing this, Jin Ping'er glanced around and said with a smile: "The merger of the three factions is a big deal. It is normal that it cannot be decided for the time being. Why don't we deal with it first and then discuss it? How about it?"
But he is a shrewd man.
Jin Ping'er recommended Qin Mo not only because of Qin Mo's previous speculation, but also because of another very important point, that is, Qin Mo was just a worshiper of the Ghost King Sect at the beginning and had joined the Ghost King Sect for a very short time.
He is still far from being a true member of the Ghost King Sect.
Once Qin Mo becomes the leader, maybe he can win over the Ghost King Sect and wash away its influence. For the Hehuan Sect, this may not be an opportunity to rise.
As for Qin Mo killing Madam San Miao, what does that mean in the Demon Cult?
"Okay." The Ghost King, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke and agreed to Jin Ping'er's proposal.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the atmosphere at the scene immediately relaxed.
It's no longer as suffocating as before.
Zhou Rui smiled and said, "Then please stay at the Wan Du Sect." There was no sign of any hatred between the sects, and the nature of the people in the Demon Sect was fully displayed.
The matter was put on hold for the time being.
…
late at night.
The Ghost King did not rest. He stood in the courtyard, not knowing what he was thinking.
There were footsteps behind me.
It’s Qinglong.
"Master, are you still awake?" Qinglong asked.
"I can't sleep." The Ghost King turned around and said calmly, "You didn't sleep either."
The two came to the pavilion and sat down.
"Master, are you thinking about what happened during the day?" Qinglong asked directly.
The two have been together for more than a hundred years and have long been able to talk about anything.
"Yes." The Ghost King did not hide anything and asked directly, "What do you think of Jin Ping'er's proposal during the day?"
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"From what I've seen from Qin Mo's actions, he seems to be sincerely supporting the Sect Master to become the leader." Qinglong weighed his words carefully.
"Yes!" The Ghost King seemed to have something difficult to decide. "I have seen countless people in my life. I can tell at a glance whether someone is insincere or not."
"Then what is the sect leader worried about?" Qinglong was puzzled.
"This is where the difficulty lies." The Ghost King shook his head. "If I rely on my status as the sect leader to force my way to the top, what will the disciples in the sect think? Will they think that Qin Mo gave up the position of sect leader to me? What's the point of being the sect leader then?"
Ghost King,
But he is also a very proud man.
"Master, do you want to abdicate and let someone else take over?" Qinglong was shocked and finally figured out something was going on.
The Ghost King nodded.
"Why?" Qinglong was puzzled. "Isn't it the goal of the sect leader to unify the Holy Church?"
"That's my goal, yes, but I don't necessarily have to be the leader." The Ghost King seemed to have made a decision, and he was visibly relaxed.
Qinglong was silent.
"It is a great blessing for the Holy Church to have a talent like Qin Mo in the church. I don't want to be a stumbling block. The future of the Holy Church belongs to their young people." The Ghost King thought of Gui Li again.
What a pity.
He originally wanted to hand over the Ghost King Sect to Gui Li, but now, there is a more suitable candidate.
and,
Ever since Bi Yao woke up, Gui Li has not been as enthusiastic about the affairs of the Ghost King Sect as before.
"The sect leader is in his prime, it's too early to talk about old age." Qinglong smiled bitterly.
The Ghost King glanced at Qinglong and suddenly asked, "Tell me the truth. Putting aside personal factors, in your opinion, is Qin Mo a more suitable candidate for the leader?"
Qinglong's expression froze.
At this moment, the Ghost King became unpredictable again.
It makes people's heart palpitate.
After thinking for a while, Qinglong said, "I can't say who is the most suitable. But Qin Mo's sudden appearance reminds me of an old friend."
"But is it the previous leader Qiu?" The Ghost King seemed to have guessed something.
"That's right." Qinglong did not hide it.
Strictly speaking, he, Youji, Baihu, Xuanwu and the other four were not the Ghost King's confidants, but Qiu Wangyu's direct descendants. They only joined the Ghost King's sect later.
There is a special kind of worship for Master Qiu.
The Ghost King's eyes flickered, and he said slowly, "Qin Mo also went to the Savage Temple and subdued Zhulong. Do you think he has ever encountered Mingyuan?"
Qinglong suddenly raised his head.
The abyss.
This is a term that no one in the church has mentioned for hundreds of years.
"That's unlikely. The Shura Tower was destroyed long ago. I saw it with my own eyes." Qinglong said.
"Perhaps."
The Ghost King didn't seem to want to say more.
Seeing this, Qinglong said, "If the Sect Master is worried, I can go to the Holy Temple."
"That couldn't be better." The Ghost King nodded.
…
The next morning.
The Ghost King took the initiative to call everyone together to discuss the matter. In addition to Qin Mo, Gui Li and other members of the Ghost King's clan, Zhou Rui from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan Sect were also unexpectedly invited.
The latter two looked anxious, not knowing whether the Ghost King would use force.
After all, after yesterday's battle, the Ghost King Sect's strength has become unstoppable, and what the two of them did was just doing their best and leaving the rest to fate.
If the Ghost King really wants to take the throne by force, who can really stop him?
Not to mention,
Qin Mo himself also supports the Ghost King.
After everyone was seated, the Ghost King got straight to the point and said, "I thought about it all night yesterday and I think Jin Ping'er and Zhou Rui's proposal is good. I agree with it."
After a pause, the Ghost King said, "I also nominate Qin Mo as the new leader of the Holy Church."
Everyone was shocked.
Qin Mo suddenly raised his head and looked towards the Ghost King, just in time to meet the Ghost King's unfathomable eyes.
There was a flash of lightning.
