Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 339: Chapter 337: Promotion to an Eighth-Rank Sect!

“Of course, although all of you have helped me, and the Phoenix Sect, I must speak frankly before we proceed,”

There was suddenly a severe tone in Su Han’s voice, tinged with coldness.

“Once you join the Phoenix Sect, your life belongs to the Phoenix Sect, and in death, you will be its ghost.”

“I do not wish to see anyone joining the Phoenix Sect during its glory days only to leave when it falls on hard times.”

“For the ordinary disciples, I won’t interfere much because even if you leave, you will inevitably come to regret it.”

“For those in the Three Great Legions, once you’ve cultivated the Phoenix Sect’s techniques, I do not care what your reasons are, you cannot leave, otherwise…”

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Su Han did not finish his sentence, but the icy chill emanating from him was felt by every figure within a thousand meters.

The Three Great Legions will inevitably become the backbone of the Phoenix Sect. If they were to betray the sect, it would cause damage as great as the betrayal of the Purple Gold Army, the Purple Silver Army, and the Purple Jade Army from Su Han’s previous life in the God-Slaying Pavilion.

Therefore, if ordinary disciples wish to leave, Su Han cannot say he will not care, but it is not as serious.

However, if anyone from the Three Great Legions wishes to leave the sect, that is absolutely impossible.

It’s not that Su Han is tyrannical, but he has already made it clear beforehand. If you wish to join, then join; if not, Su Han won’t force you.

…

The news that the Phoenix Sect would create a Deputy Sect, named Phoenix One Sect, spread quickly.

To the outside world, what Su Han mentioned was not the creation of the Phoenix One Sect, but that the Phoenix Sect was about to be promoted to an Eighth-Rank Sect, with the right to control ten Ninth-Rate Sects.

And Phoenix One Sect would be one of those ten Ninth-Rate Sects!

These are the rules of the Dragon Martial Continent, laid down by the ten Super Sects.

Since Su Han already had three Sect Founding Orders for Eighth-Rank Sects, there was no need to undertake any sect tasks to ascend, nor to inform the Qilin Daoist Temple.

Even if it were required, Su Han would not do it, because he knew the Qilin Daoist Temple would certainly seek trouble with him.

…

In the blink of an eye, three more days passed.

On this day, the Phoenix Sect was bustling with noise and excitement as if a grand event were taking place.

Today was the day the Phoenix Sect would be promoted to an Eighth-Rank Sect!

Outside the Phoenix Sect’s residence, a large crowd had gathered, all from the Ninth-Rate Sects of Yunyang County City.

Su Han was not standing there but inside the grand hall.

Welcoming the guests outside was the Purple Demon King Shen Li.

Perhaps not everyone knew the name Shen Li, but the title of Purple Demon King was recognized by all.

In terms of cultivation realm, Shen Li, the Purple Demon King, was currently the strongest person in the entire Phoenix Sect!

Having him welcome the guests outside was already showing them great respect.

“The Ninth-Rate Sect, Lingluo Sect, Sect Master from Fuyang has arrived——”

“The Ninth-Rate Sect, Nine Sword Sect, Sect Master of Yunying Sect has arrived——”

“The Eighth-Rate Sect, Cold Cloud Sect, Ling Sect Master has arrived——”

“The Eighth-Rate Sect, Palace of the Divine Maiden, the Goddess has arrived——”

Keen-eyed disciples stood at the entrance, announcing the arrival of each sect immediately.

The Purple Demon King greeted the sect masters with a smile on his face, continuously exchanging pleasantries.

…

Inside the grand hall, Su Han was sitting in the main seat, occasionally smiling and chatting warmly with the sect masters.

In reality, Su Han was well aware that only three sects actually had good relations with the Phoenix Sect.

They were the Lingluo Sect, the Palace of the Divine Maiden, and the Cold Cloud Sect.

Although none of these three sects made an appearance when the super sects arrived, Su Han knew very well that if they actually had, that would have been foolish.

Let alone these ninth-rate and eighth-rate sects, even a first-class sect would definitely not dare to harden against a super sect.

“Sect Master Su’s big phoenix is truly enviable!”

A child walked in from outside, his words laced with a hint of teasing.

“If the Goddess likes it, I can summon those craftsmen back and craft such a phoenix for your Palace of the Divine Maiden as well,” Su Han said with a smile as he stood up.

“Pshaw, my Palace of the Divine Maiden is not Phoenix Sect, what do I need a phoenix for? If anything is to be crafted, it should be made in my palace’s image,” the Goddess pouted.

Su Han’s gaze flickered but he said no more.

How could she know that, despite its ordinary appearance, this phoenix hid an astonishing secret?

“Sect Master Su.”

At that moment, the figure of Ling Qinghai also walked in.

Su Han gave a fist salute and said nothing further.

His relationship with Ling Qinghai truly didn’t require any polite talk.

“Congratulations to Phoenix Sect for advancing to an eighth-rate sect!”

“It’s hard to imagine that in less than two years’ time, Phoenix Sect has already risen to an eighth-rate sect. We have been wandering among the ninth-rate sects for a hundred years and still remain the same.”

“Indeed, a year and a half ago, Phoenix Sect was just like us, but now, it is us who have to look up to them.”

After many sect masters had sat down, those from the ninth-rate sects who were not overly close with Phoenix Sect all started to flatter and raise each other up.

“With your strengths, becoming an eighth-rate sect is not a problem,” Su Han responded with a slight smile.

After all, their presence was a sign of respect to him.

“I have instructed the servants to prepare a fine lunch. I hope you won’t find it wanting,” Su Han added.

“Not at all.”

“What are you talking about, Sect Master Su?”

“As cultivators like ourselves, who often retreat in seclusion, it has indeed been a long while since we had a proper meal…”

The ninth-rate sect masters quickly chimed in, seeming very much looking forward to the lunch.

Their attitudes made Ling Qinghai shake his head in secret, but, like those from Fuyang, his expression remained calm, revealing nothing.

But the Goddess seemed somewhat unable to stand it any longer, rolling her eyes as if she had swallowed poison, showing no courtesy at all.

The others naturally saw the Goddess rolling her eyes, but they dared not say anything. Moreover, they weren’t speaking for the Goddess to hear, so they pretended not to see, continuing to speak as they would, letting the Goddess roll her eyes as she wished.

“Since it’s nearly noon, please follow me for a good drink,” Su Han said with a smile as he stood up.

“Report—”

But at that moment, a figure suddenly ran over from a distance, a disciple of Phoenix Sect.

“What is it?” Su Han asked.

“Reporting to the Sect Master, two people have arrived outside…” said the disciple hesitantly.

“Who are they?”

Su Han furrowed his brows slightly, sensing from the disciple’s demeanor that the visitors were unlikely to have good intentions.

“It’s… people from Qilin Daoist Temple,” the disciple said.

“Qilin Daoist Temple?” Su Han frowned deeply.

“Qilin Daoist Temple?!”

Upon hearing this name, other than Fuyang, the Goddess, and Ling Qinghai, the faces of the other sect masters changed dramatically, and they abruptly stood up and ran outside.