"What you mean is that you want the entire Zi Lei Sect to risk a conflict with the Tianming Sect and come to protect you as a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage?" After hearing Zhao Hen's words, Li Baicheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Hmph, it's not worth it!"

Beiyi Villa was built by a Nascent Soul cultivator of Tianming Sect. Zhao Hen destroyed Beiyi Villa and killed the young owner of Beiyi Villa. Tianming Sect would never give up. If the Zi Lei Sect protects Zhao Hen in a remote manner, the two sects might even have a war. Li Baicheng seemed to be under the banner of considering the sect, but in fact, it was to drive Zhao Hen out of the mountain and then allow Tianming Sect to send people to eradicate Zhao Hen. The profound meaning of this can be said to be that people cannot be killed.

But how could Zhao Hen make Li Baicheng satisfied? Looking at the frowning sect leader and a group of senior executives, Zhao Hen spoke again: "Uncle Li, is it worth it or not? What you said doesn't count!"

Zhao Hen's voice was very low, but it was clearly heard into the ears of all the high-level officials.

"I don't have to say anything, then who has the final say? Is the sect leader?" Li Baicheng sneered, as if he felt that Zhao Hen was a trapped beast fight. Let the Zi Lei Sect protect a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage and be an enemy of the Tianming Sect. For such a big thing, even the sect leader has to consider the opinions of other people in the sect. At this time, Zhao Hen was already at the end of the road. Li Baicheng looked at the sect leader with a hint of complacency on his face and said again: "Then, please let the sect leader make it clear that for Zhao Hen, the junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage, to be enemies of the Tianming Sect, what does the sect leader think?"

As soon as Li Baicheng spoke, he was forcing the sect leader to make a decision. The sect leader's face was filled with sorrow. To be honest, the sect leader could not bear to expel Zhao Hen from the mountain gate, but while the sect leader was hesitating, Zhao Hen had already spoken out again.

"Actually, what the sect leader said doesn't count!" Zhao Hen didn't speak, but when he opened his mouth, he directly shocked the senior executives! The matter of the Purple Thunder Sect didn't count? That's all right, this is going to make a big fuss!

"Bold!" Jin Hua, the head of the Medicine Hall, was anxious and hurriedly scolded Zhao Hen, making Li Baicheng, who originally wanted to slap the table and ask the law enforcement hall to throw Zhao Hen out of the mountain gate, swallowed the words that were about to say. Jinhua seemed to be scolding Zhao Hen, but in fact, it was to gain the right to speak for Zhao Hen. Some words were spoken by Jinhua, which was better than Li Baicheng.

"Zhao Hen, let me tell you, who should decide this matter?" After hearing Zhao Hen's remarks, the sect leader was also a little angry. If Zhao Hen could not give a reasonable explanation, he could only handle the matter according to everyone's wishes.

"Since the matter of the disciple involves the entire Zi Lei Sect, it is naturally decided by everyone in the Zi Lei Sect!" Zhao Hen looked at Li Baicheng and smiled loudly, and continued: "I wonder if you can tolerate a third-grade alchemist and five Yuanying puppets staying in the sect?"

The third-grade alchemist? Five Yuanying puppets? After hearing Zhao Hen's words, everyone in the hall showed suspicious eyes. The sect leader also coughed dryly and quickly said, "What do you mean by this? Come on!"

Zhao Hen's words are so great. In the mortal world, the fifth-grade alchemist is already at its limit. In the Zi Lei Sect, the highest-grade alchemist is Jinhua, the master of the Medicine Hall, and Jinhua is only a second-grade alchemist now. As for the third-grade alchemist, it is already a very remarkable level. Even if there is, it has generally become a guest of the major sect. How could it live in a small sect like Zi Lei Sect? It is certain that if there is an additional third-grade alchemist in the Zi Lei Sect, then many disciples in the sect who cannot break through the bottleneck of cultivation in the sect will definitely be able to improve their cultivation again through pills, or even break through the bottleneck. Third-grade alchemist can not only increase a large number of masters to the sect by refining pills, but also sell pills to increase their wealth and popularity to the sect. The Purple Lei Sect of this level can't even ask for it. How could it not be welcome?

There are also five Nascent Soul puppets, even if they are just puppets, for a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it is simply a place to look up to. Even the masters of the Nascent Soul stage may not necessarily have a Nascent Soul stage puppet. At least no one in the Zi Lei Sect has a Nascent Soul puppet. After all, no one in the Nascent Soul stage is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Even monsters with low spiritual intelligence cannot be easily killed, let alone refined into puppets. Such things cannot be matched with a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage no matter how you look at it.

Looking at the suspicious eyes of everyone, Zhao Hen did not ask everyone to wait any longer, and directly summoned five Yuanying puppets from the Qiankun bag and appeared in the hall.

"This, this is...!" When these five Nascent Soul puppets appeared behind the hall, everyone was stunned at first, and immediately used their spiritual sense to explore. Then their minds suddenly seemed to be like a big aluminum hitting a Hongzhong, and they felt a buzzing sound. The sect leader was so shocked that he took several steps back, and he almost swallowed his tongue, completely losing the demeanor of the leader of the sect. After a long time, he was so excited that his voice was trembling, and asked, "How did you get these five Nascent Soul puppets? What's wrong with the third-grade alchemist?"

The question of the sect leader is also the voice of the elders. In the face of everyone's doubts, Zhao Hen had expected it, so he explained: "These five Nascent Soul Puppets were refined by the disciples who accidentally obtained the bodies of five Nascent Soul cultivators. As for the third-grade alchemist, haha, that is, the disciple himself!"

Boom, Zhao Hen's words seemed to have a muffled thunder in everyone's mind, making the elders tremble like cats stepping on their tails, and their eyes were as big as copper bells. However, this was impossible for everyone to lose their composure. A third-grade alchemist and five Nascent Soul puppets, everyone knew what it meant to a small sect like Zi Lei Sect that only had Nascent Soul cultivators. However, most of the shock of everyone was based on suspicious eyes. After all, a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage is a third-grade alchemist. Such examples have never been seen in the cultivation world. Even the genius is not very reliable. After all, the cultivation level is too low. Is it so easy to become a third-grade alchemist? Otherwise, it will be too much of a blow to these old alchemist in the cultivation world!

After hearing this, Li Baicheng stared at Zhao Hen with suspicious eyes. Just as he was about to ask Zhao Hen again, Master Liao Zheng walked in from outside the hall. As soon as he entered the hall, he spoke directly: "What? Are you jealous of my disciple's ability to refine alchemy and are unwilling to accept the facts?"

Liao Zheng didn't give much explanation, so he placed a bottle of elixir on the sandalwood table in the hall and opened the cap: "Leng Ling just woke up and took the bottle of elixir refined by my disciple. You can take a look!"

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