Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 95: Chapter 95 Imperial Spirit God Body

“He actually dared to strike a disciple from within the Cold Cloud Sect? And right in front of the Sect Master? That’s way too arrogant, right?”

“Hmph, utterly presumptuous to the extreme!”

“Do they think that with such tactics they can force us to join? Delusional!”

Seeing Su Han’s lightning-fast strike, the numerous disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect were first stunned, then anger flared up in their eyes as they looked at Su Han with malevolence.

“Sect Master…”

The Elders also frowned, turning their gaze to Ling Qinghai.

But Ling Qinghai just shook his head slightly and did not say much.

Why Su Han had acted, he naturally knew; it was just the young man in green who was unlucky.

Ling Qinghai was surprised by Su Han’s strength; the young man in green was of the Dragon Blood Realm, yet under Su Han’s strike, the former didn’t even have a chance to react, let alone retaliate.

“Now that no one is threatening you, are you willing to join God-Slaying Pavilion?” Su Han asked with a smile, looking at Hong Chen.

In Hong Chen, Su Han sensed a very special type of magic element, which, in that high-level magic planet, was known as—Summoning Elements!

And those who possess this element are one in tens of thousands, even rarer than mages who have Undead Elements or Spatial Elements.

In the high-level magic planet of his previous life, anyone who possessed this element would be immediately fought over by grand powers, or if they really couldn’t snatch them, they would try every means to eliminate them.

Because the threat posed by such individuals was simply too great…

It’s true that Necromancers can control a war, but they need endless corpses, unless they reach the level of Holy Necromancer, or even Magic God, to summon the corpses from an alternate dimension.

But a Summoner, from the very beginning, can summon from an alternate dimension!

Whether it’s corpses, Demon Beasts, demon creatures, or even the ancient divine corpses, the phantasms of gods from ancient times, and so on, all are possible!

Compared to Necromancers, Summoners are the ones who can truly control a war!

“Yes!”

Seeing the gentle smile on Su Han’s face, Hong Chen nodded vigorously.

“Then go over there.” Su Han pointed to the place where Liuyun and others were standing.

But Hong Chen hesitated slightly and said in a low voice, “Master Su, I also have a sister in the Cold Cloud Sect, I wonder if she can…”

“Call her over.” Su Han nodded directly.

He had already heard what that young man threatened Hong Chen with, and naturally understood that if he wanted Hong Chen to truly exert himself for the God-Slaying Pavilion, he had to bring his sister to the God-Slaying Pavilion as well.

However, when Hong Chen’s sister arrived, Su Han couldn’t help but be stunned.

Her name was Hong Yu, and it wasn’t because Su Han had seen her before, but because Hong Yu’s physique was the legendary ‘Imperial Spirit God Body’!

Like Xiao Yuran, the current Hong Yu also had not even a trace of cultivation base, just a common person, what people call a ‘waste’.

But Su Han remembered clearly, in his previous life, the scene when Yunming Ancient Emperor swept away the four great Ancient Emperors single-handedly.

And Yunming Ancient Emperor was an Imperial Spirit God Body!

“This brother and sister…”

Su Han couldn’t help smiling wryly in his heart.

Who would have thought, these two siblings situated at the lowest level within the Cold Cloud Sect, one would possess a Summoner’s physique, and the other the legendary Imperial Spirit God Body?

If this were not Dragon Martial Continent but in the vast starry sky, these siblings would probably have already been seized by those grand powers.

“Really unimaginable, this Dragon Martial Continent actually harbors so many exceptionally talented individuals,” Su Han thought to himself.

“Hong Yu, pays respects to Master Su.”

Hong Yu was not very beautiful, but she was very delicate, giving people a sense of being exquisitely and ingeniously crafted.

In front of Su Han, she was clearly very reserved.

“Alright, you are now a member of the God-Slaying Pavilion too,” Su Han said with a nod and a smile.

“A member of the God-Slaying Pavilion?”

Hong Yu was taken aback for a moment, her eyes widening in disbelief.

She didn’t quite understand what Su Han meant.

“Pavilion Master, you mean… my sister can join the God-Slaying Pavilion too?” Hong Chen asked excitedly.

“Of course,” Su Han replied with a smile.

“That’s great!”

Hong Chen jumped up in excitement, while Hong Yu was moved to tears.

Since they were young and their parents had passed away, the siblings had only managed to find a place in the Cold Cloud Sect thanks to the little talent Hong Chen possessed.

But life in the Cold Cloud Sect was tough, and before, Hong Chen was worried Su Han wouldn’t let him bring his sister along, as in the eyes of others, Hong Yu was just a burden.

But surprisingly, Su Han not only allowed Hong Yu to follow, he even made her a member of the God-Slaying Pavilion!

Although they didn’t understand why Su Han did this, gratitude filled both siblings’ hearts.

In the following time, Su Han selected several dozen disciples.

Without exception, these people were like Hong Chen and Liuyun, destitute and hopeless within the Cold Cloud Sect and eager to seize this new opportunity.

Of course, these people also all possessed magic talent.

With over forty thousand disciples in the Cold Cloud Sect, it was clear there were more than just fifty in dire straits, but those Su Han had chosen were clearly not picked at random.

Amongst these fifty, Su Han discovered no fewer than five people with summoning elements, including Hong Chen, making six in total.

However, Hong Chen’s summoning element was significantly stronger.

“Is this the criterion for accepting disciples into the God-Slaying Pavilion?”

“They’re even taking in trash? Is the God-Slaying Pavilion some kind of garbage collection station or what?”

“Haha, look at the people he’s picked, they’re the lowest of the low in our Cold Cloud Sect, but in the God-Slaying Pavilion, they’ll be treated like kings.”

“Hmph, this is the difference between a ninth-rate sect and an eighth-rate sect.”

The disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect looked at Liuyun, Hong Chen, and the others with mockery and disdain on their faces.

Faced with such attitudes, Hong Chen, Liuyun, and the others’ expressions darkened.

“Just a bunch of frogs in a well. Soon you’ll surpass them all,” Su Han’s calm voice sounded in everyone’s ears.

His words acted like a heart-calming elixir, causing everyone to take a deep breath and show determination in their eyes.

They silently vowed that since Su Han held them in high regard, they would definitely not let him down!

“The selection is complete.”

Su Han turned to Ling Qinghai.

“These are the disciples you’ve chosen?”

Ling Qinghai furrowed his brows. Even though he was relieved that Su Han hadn’t chosen any prodigies, he couldn’t understand why Su Han chose these people, who seemed to have lower aptitude.

“Mhm.”

Su Han nodded, not wanting to explain.

Because in the coming days, these fifty people would soon prove with their own strength why Su Han had chosen them.

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