Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1801: Chapter 1800: Come, Let Me Give You a Massage!

After Mu Shenling left, she was considered an outsider, and only the people of Heavenly Mountain Pavilion remained in the hall.

Speaking more freely, they were less polite and more laid-back.

”Phew...”

Hong Zhen let out a breath and said, ”Truth be told, this little girl looks young, but she really puts pressure on me.”

”Beautiful women probably always put a lot of pressure on you, right? Like the Pavilion Master.” Moo Xie teased.

”Nonsense!”

Hong Zhen snorted coldly, ”This is Qinglan Fairy, one of the Top Ten Fairies! It’s said her background is extremely mysterious; even now, few know which force she belongs to, only that it’s very strong!”

”Let’s not talk about the background or the looks, just the aura of a Third-Grade Void Heaven Realm would be enough to overshadow you,” Moo Xie added.

”True...”

Hong Zhen pursed his lips, ”Talents arise from each generation; we who’ve lived for thousands of years can’t compare to someone who’s only lived for hundreds, it’s really a defeat!”

”It’s a problem of talent, resources, and background.”

Su Han chuckled, ”Captain Hong, you don’t need to belittle yourself, at least in the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion, you are famously known.”

”Hahaha...” Hong Zhen laughed heartily.

”Su Han, what did she come to give you?”

Xiao Yaozi asked curiously, ”She waited here for half a month.”

”Nothing precious, the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid of the Nine-Headed Black Jiao,” Su Han replied.

”Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid?!”

Upon hearing this, except for Ren Qinghuan, everyone else widened their eyes.

Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid!

This liquid allows any Void Heaven Realm to instantly break through upon refining, and it’s not precious?

Moreover, the Nine-Headed Black Jiao’s Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid ranks fifth among the Eight Jiao Dragons.

Even someone like Ren Qinghuan in the First Grade Divine Sea Realm has over a sixty percent chance of breaking through to the Second Grade with a full dose.

”Kid, I haven’t seen you in years, and you’ve become quite the bragger?” Hong Zhen glared at Su Han.

Su Han smiled wryly, he was just being humble but they took it seriously.

”Alright.”

Ren Qinghuan spoke, silencing everyone, ”Most of the Pavilion’s higher-ups are here, and you’re our most outstanding disciple; report your solo training results.”

Su Han pursed his lips and smiled, ”My Cultivation Base has reached the Sixth Grade Spirit Body Realm, and I have two Flood Dragon Spirit Liquids, one from the Purple Yin Azure Flood Dragon and one from the Nine-Headed Black Jiao. After refining, I should be able to break through to Void Heaven.”

”Two Flood Dragon Spirit Liquids, and you just broke through to Void Heaven?!” Hong Zhen was incredulous.

”My cultivation system is unique; I’m not lying to you,” Su Han shook his head.

”That’s true, Su Han’s battle power far exceeds that of his peers; he cut down Void Heaven Realm like slicing vegetables against Sect of the Supreme Shadow before,” Fengg Yi acknowledged.

”Not bad.”

Ren Qinghuan nodded lightly, ”However, I thought you’d be able to break through to Void Heaven.”

”Pavilion Master, maintaining this level of cultivation is exhausting enough...” Su Han shrugged.

”Really?”

Ren Qinghuan smiled again, ”Now, what reward would you like? It’s a standard policy for any disciple bringing back gains.”

”A reward...”

Su Han thought for a moment and said, ”Given how tired I am, Pavilion Master, how about a massage?”

As these words fell, the hall fell silent!

Ren Qinghuan’s smile froze on her face, followed by a faint blush quickly spreading from her beautiful face to her ears.

”Audacious!”

Hong Zhen abruptly stood up, pointing at Su Han, ”You dare ask for a massage from the Pavilion Master in front of these higher-ups?”

Su Han was stunned.

He saw Hong Zhen then fist-bump to Ren Qinghuan, ”Pavilion Master, though Su Han’s audacity is immense, his talent is extraordinary, and the gains substantial. If you could oblige with a massage, he’d surely become our Pavilion’s pillar!”

Su Han’s mouth twitched severely; he wondered if Hong Zhen had gone mad, but then realized what he meant...

Others couldn’t help but roll their eyes, thinking maybe Su Han bribed Hong Zhen somehow?

Hong Zhen, usually so honest, saying such words was... shameful!

Ren Qinghuan squinted, her frozen smile rapidly restored, appearing genuinely cheerful, definitely not forced.

Yet Su Han felt a chill...

”Come here, let me give you a good massage,” Ren Qinghuan beckoned Su Han.

The alluring demeanor, the slender fair fingers, the breathtaking smile made Su Han shiver involuntarily.

”This doesn’t seem appropriate with so many higher-ups present,” Su Han’s face twitched.

”Nothing inappropriate. Come over, and I’ll massage you,” Ren Qinghuan smiled warmly.

”Ahem, let’s forget about it...” Su Han looked embarrassed.

”Meeting adjourned!”

Ren Qinghuan snorted coldly, got up, and left the hall.

While Zhou Linghui, Xiao Yaozi, and others got up with laughter, shook their heads at Su Han, and left helplessly.

In the end, only Fengg Yi and the other three remained.

Moo Xie came over, patting Su Han’s shoulder, ”Having the nerve to tease the Pavilion Master repeatedly without making her angry, you’re the first and only one—impressive! I admire you!”

”I thought I nearly died earlier,” Su Han said earnestly.

”Hahahahaha...”

The three couldn’t hold back anymore and burst into laughter.

...

Leaving the conference hall, Su Han returned to his cave mansion.

Servant Yang Ying was always there, keeping the cave extremely tidy, making Su Han very satisfied.

”Senior Brother Su, you’re back?”

Seeing Su Han return, Yang Ying happily greeted him.

”Hmm.”

Su Han nodded, gently asking, ”How’s your cultivation going?”

”Still the same...”

Yang Ying pulled a face, ”I really wonder what kind of talent those freaks have. After so long, I’ve only...”

Stopping herself, Yang Ying looked at Su Han awkwardly, ”Senior Brother Su, I didn’t mean you...”

”No worries, I’m used to it. To me, freak and genius have positive meanings.” Su Han laughed.

Yang Ying stuck out her sweet tongue; she really feared Su Han might be the type to change moods suddenly.