C71 Mockery
C71 Mockery
The seven Corpse Devil Generals all disappeared in front of Lin Feng, leaving behind only these seven corpses.
Lin Feng and Song Zhuang walked in front of the corpses and used their Elemental Strength to investigate. In the end, they were pleasantly surprised to find that out of the seven corpses, five of them were at the level of Great Perfection Holy Emperor, and the other two were at the level of Holy Emperor with Initial Success. Their harvest this time was really quite big.
"Brother Lin Feng, can you give me one?"
Just as the two of them were about to take the corpse back to the Divine Sect, the Space Ring in Lin Feng's hand suddenly trembled, and an excited man's voice came from inside.
Lin Feng's face froze for a moment. Then, with a wave of his left hand, the Space Ring was opened. Residual Soul Di appeared in the air with an extremely excited expression.
"Brother Lin Feng, can you give me one?"
Residual Soul Di's tone had even reached the level of begging. Lin Feng frowned and looked at the latter.
The Residual Soul Di's strength when he was alive was unquestionable, and he was definitely a super expert. He was on the same level as Da Mo, Bull Devil King, and Corpse Devil Sovereign, but now, he was only left with the Residual Soul, which was a little sad.
If he could help Residual Soul Di revive and regain his former strength, then he might be able to benefit a lot. Just like how he treated the Flame Emperor, Lin Feng also planned to take a gamble. Even if Residual Soul Di revived, he wouldn't be that much of a threat to him.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng silently nodded his head and shouted: "Alright, Di, I will leave you a body of Great Perfection Holy Emperor. When your soul recovers, I will help you revive, restore your strength when you were alive, and let you take revenge yourself."
"Really? Haha, thank you, Brother Lin Feng. As long as you help me revive, I am willing to sign a life and death contract with you. Residual Soul Di's face was filled with excitement, and his fists were subconsciously clenched tightly together. It could be seen how excited Residual Soul Di was.
Lin Feng did not take Residual Soul Di's words seriously, but he could tell that the latter had this attitude.
"Lin Feng, can you introduce me?"
Song Zhuang looked at Residual Soul Di who was floating in the air with a puzzled expression, and then looked at Lin Feng.
"He's Di, the super expert who fell in the ancient war and now only has the Residual Soul left."
Lin Feng gave a simple introduction to Song Zhuang, but his words were still filled with sympathy for Di. Song Zhuang nodded his head when he heard this, smiled at Di and said, "Don't worry, Lin Feng and I will help you revive. As long as it is beneficial to Lin Feng, I will do it."
Song Zhuang's words made people feel strange, and so did Di, but he was in a state of excitement, so he did not think too much about it and cupped his fists to thank Song Zhuang.
"Alright, let's cut the crap. Let's go back."
Lin Feng didn't want to waste any time. The earlier he returned to the Divine Sect to hand over the mission and receive the reward, the more Lin Feng looked forward to it.
Song Zhuang nodded his head, and Residual Soul Di once again entered Lin Feng's Space Ring. With a wave of his left hand, a complete body of Great Perfection Holy Emperor followed Di into the Space Ring.
"Put the rest in here." Lin Feng took out another ring, which contained the ancient corpses that he had found along the way. Now, he put the remaining six corpses in.
"Let's go." Lin Feng shouted at Song Zhuang, and with a collapse of his feet, he flew into the sky. The flying shuttle was taken out by Lin Feng, and the two of them rode the flying shuttle straight to the Divine Sect. This time, it was Song Zhuang who controlled the flying shuttle, so its speed was even faster. In less than half an hour, they would be able to return to the Divine Sect.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Divine Sect's pavilion was somewhat oppressive.
The Fourth Son of Saint Moda, his younger brother, Young Master Kylin, and a few other disciples of the Fourth Son of Saint all had gloomy expressions on their faces, and even some anger.
Who would have thought that when he received the mission to go to the Corpse Devil Ridge, not only did he not steal the corpse, he was even almost heavily injured. What made the Fourth Son of Saint even more furious was that the seven great Corpse Devil Generals had actually joined forces, causing him to be exceptionally angry.
However, what was gratifying was that when the Fourth Son of Saint Moda was retreating, he still managed to pick up a few corpses of the Holy Emperor with Initial Success and barely completed his mission.
Fan Shengjun was already very satisfied with this. It had been a long time since a disciple of the Divine Sect had been able to steal so many corpses from the Corpse Devil Ridge.
"Your Highness Son of Saint is truly powerful. This time, the news of you stealing the corpse will definitely reach the ears of all the sects and they will all praise you for your contribution."
Fan Shengjun smiled at the Fourth Son of Saint with a face full of respect. Although he was the sect master of the Divine Sect, his seniority was one level lower, which meant that Mo Da was his Martial Uncle, so he had to maintain his respect.
The Fourth Son of Saint's face was gloomy as he listened to Fan Shengjun's flattering words. Knowing that he was comforting himself, the Fourth Son of Saint felt more and more humiliated when he took the initiative to accept the mission.
The Fourth Son of Saint did not speak, but Qilin ordered people to keep the three corpses in custody and search for the corresponding sect. He would bring the three seniors back and exchange them for some treasures and Divine Stones for the Divine Sect.
"Oh right, Sect Master, I heard that Lin Feng also took the initiative to accept the Corpse Devil Ridge mission this time?"
After the three corpses were carried away, Qilin's face was filled with a mocking smile as he asked Fan Shengjun jokingly.
Fan Shengjun knew what Qilin wanted to do, but he was the sect master, so he would not side with anyone, so he could only speak the truth.
"That's right, it seems like you didn't meet this time." Fan Shengjun nodded and said.
Hearing that, the Fourth Son of Saint Moda's face became even gloomier. In his heart, he thought that it would be best if he did not meet Lin Feng, otherwise, Lin Feng would definitely die!
"Haha, I think that this Senior Brother Lin Feng probably didn't even steal a corpse back. Haha, I'm afraid he won't be able to catch up to his master, Senior Da Mo!"
Qilin laughed sarcastically, and his tone was filled with jealousy and anger.
Fan Shengjun smiled but did not say a word. He would see how Lin Feng's results would be when he returned.
"Sect Master, Martial Uncle Lin Feng is back."
As soon as Qilin finished speaking, the sect master's subordinate ran in and reported to Fan Shengjun.
Hearing that, the Fourth Son of Saint Moda, Qilin and Fan Shengjun raised their heads at the same time, but their expressions and gazes were different.
"Please come in." Fan Shengjun shouted at his disciple, and the disciple immediately walked out.
"Senior Brother Sect Master, I'm back."
Just as his subordinate walked out, Lin Feng walked in side by side with Song Zhuang with an indifferent smile on his face. Seeing that Qilin and the Fourth Son of Saint were also here, Lin Feng pretended to be surprised and asked: "The Fourth Son of Saint is also here?"
"Hmph, let's go." The Fourth Son of Saint seemed to be unwilling to see Lin Feng for even a second. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Qilin.
"Sigh, brother, don't worry. I still want to see Senior Brother Lin Feng's harvest."
"That's right, Your Highness Son of Saint. You haven't tested Martial Uncle Lin Feng's results yet?" At this time, Wu Lin also walked in from outside the door. With a smile on his face, he stood behind Qilin.
Fan Shengjun frowned and glared at Wu Lin, who smiled awkwardly and took a few steps back.
Lin Feng listened to their ridicule and ridicule, and smiled indifferently. Then, he extended his left hand and handed the Space Ring over to Fan Shengjun.
"The result is here. I think I can take away hundreds of thousands of Divine Stones and the position of an elder." Lin Feng said with a bright smile.
"Haha, what a joke, what a joke. Could it be that stealing one and a half corpses is so arrogant? Didn't the Devil Sovereign teach you how to be a human? "
Before Lin Feng finished speaking, the Fourth Son of Saint Moda could not help but berate him in ridicule as he glared at Lin Feng.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Similarly, Lin Feng did not give any face to the Son of Saint as he angrily shouted. The auras of the two of them suddenly turned cold, as if they were about to clash with each other.
"Alright, stop arguing!" Fan Shengjun bellowed, and a wave of aura shot out, forcing the two of them to take half a step back.
The Fourth Son of Saint's face darkened. Lin Feng's face was filled with shock as he looked at Fan Shengjun. It seemed that this Sect Master's reputation was not undeserved.
"Just now, the Fourth Son of Saint stole back three corpses of the Holy Emperor with Initial Success. Lin Feng, if you surpass the Fourth Son of Saint, I will fulfill the previous conditions."
As Fan Shengjun spoke, he prepared to open the ring.
"Alas, wait, I have something to say!"