Chapter 118: The Grateful and Tearful Mo Chen

It’s true that having an elder at home is like having a treasure, this Immortal Mo is quite handy. Brother Cheng was overjoyed and thought of that sacred elixir. "Elder Mo, I have seen your efforts with my own eyes and remembered them in my heart." "Take this pill and see if it can be of use to you." Mo Chen took the pill, sensed it carefully, and nearly jumped up. "This, this is the Nine Orifice Soul Revival Pill!" "It’s extremely useful for me!" "As long as I refine this pill, my residual soul can stabilize, and I can restore part of my power." He held the pill with reverence, overjoyed to the point of being tongue-tied. "This, this, this, I wonder where the sect leader acquired it from." Indeed, he had been hoping that Jiang Cheng could help him find a saint-grade elixir to restore his divine soul, but it was just a wishful thought. This level of elixir is quite common in the Immortal Realm, but extremely rare in the Lower Realm. Even a Saint Tier expert cannot simply obtain it at will. Because he regarded Jiang Cheng as the "Child of the Plane," he had a little hope. But honestly, he didn’t expect it to be this quick. Even with boundless fortune and immense luck, it would usually take years or decades of gradual effort to touch upon treasures of this level, wouldn’t it? Who would have thought it would return in just a few days? With this in mind, even among the Children of the Plane, the sect leader belongs to the top-tier fortune holders! With such a good opportunity, Brother Cheng naturally wanted to claim credit and enhance the effect of showing off. "To be honest, the process of obtaining this pill was fraught with twists and dangers, and I won’t go into details." "In any case, I went through countless hardships for it, almost losing my life." "However, thinking of Elder Mo’s predicament, how could this sect leader retreat and give up? In the end, I managed to fulfill my mission..." Though this pill was just one of the results of a lucky draw ten times over, even pressing the draw button counts as an effort, right? He thought this as a matter of course. "Sect Leader..." As an immortal who has lived for millions of years, Mo Chen felt more touched in this lifetime than ever before. How generous and admirable is this. Which of those Children of the Plane isn’t extremely self-centered, after all, people are naturally selfish. For someone to do this much for his subordinates is virtually unheard of. He truly found the right person to follow. "A man would die for a bosom friend!" "How can this old man repay such kindness..." The depth of this emotion made Brother Cheng blush slightly, pondering if he might have exaggerated too much. "Elder Mo, you’re too kind." "This is what a sect leader should do." At this moment, other disciples gathered around, each wearing a cheeky grin. "Sect Leader, you returned so quickly this time!" "Yeah, we were all prepared for your long absence." Jiang Cheng deliberately put on a stern face: "What, you don’t want to see me?" "How could that be? We miss the sect leader day and night." "Without the sect leader here, I couldn’t eat or sleep..." Elder Gan Ziyi followed into the main hall with a smile: "But this time is different, the Qianxing Dynasty is so far away, and it was Princess Ningti’s invitation. Everyone thought you would stay there for a few months or even years." Jiang Cheng appeared puzzled. "I was just taking a look around, why stay so long? I’m not settling down there." Qin Chang squeezed through the others to stay closest to Brother Cheng. "Because it’s Princess Ningti, the stunningly beautiful royal princess. It wouldn’t be surprising if the sect leader got lost in her tenderness." Gan Ziyi chimed in: "Exactly, everyone even placed bets on how long it would take for you to return." Jiang Cheng stopped in his tracks. He surveyed everyone with a dignified expression. "Nonsense!" "This sect leader is a person who achieves great things, how could I be swayed by mere beauty?" The second-generation elders silently mocked themselves, thinking wasn’t it you who suggested lowering standards to recruit some beauties during the last recruitment? However, everyone naturally refrained from interrupting Brother Cheng’s moment of showing off. The many female disciples present also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the sect leader’s virtuous self was still intact. Yin Xuer even scolded the others: "Junior Brother Gan and Junior Brother Qin, don’t you know what kind of person the sect leader is? Stop gossiping behind his back in the future!" The two of them immediately looked constipated. Weren’t you the one who gathered us for a meeting yesterday afternoon to discuss whether the sect leader really fell for Ningti? "Alright, alright, this time while I was away, you all worked hard on your cultivation and made great progress." "This sect leader is very pleased." "As mentioned before, there will be rewards for those with exceptional performance." As soon as the word "rewards" was mentioned, everyone craned their necks in anticipation. Anything the sect leader gives must be top-notch, maybe even another Level Eight Spiritual Artifact. "Tang Ru, you are the second third-generation disciple to advance to the Soul Splitting Realm, just after Lin Ning, so you deserve a reward!" "I hereby bestow upon you this Purple Sun Mad Dragon Saber. Continue to strive hard in the future." As he spoke, he brushed his ring, and an imposing spiritual blade floated out. Though its appearance was too fierce and didn’t quite match Tang Ru’s temperament, its grade was undeniably high. Excitedly receiving it, Tang Ru probed it and nearly dropped the saber in shock. "This, Sect Leader, what tier is this spiritual blade?" Usually mild-mannered, she was now speaking a bit awkwardly. Brother Cheng nonchalantly flipped his lips: "Just Tier Nine." He truly had the qualification to say this now. After all, having acquired several Treasures, Spiritual Artifacts really seemed trivial to him. Taking it out to show off a bit, enjoying the astonished looks, and incidentally boosting their motivation to cultivate was well worth it. "What?" "Tier Nine!" Everyone present nearly went crazy. It was known that Eldest Prince Xiang Ba of the Celestial Fate Ninth Layer was still using a Tier Eight Spiritual Artifact. Now suddenly gifting a Tier Nine Spiritual Artifact to a mere Soul Splitting Realm junior disciple was truly extravagant. "This is too precious, I, I..." Tang Ru really wanted to say she didn’t dare accept it, but her hands were more truthful than her little mouth, and she didn’t let go. With this saber, she could be invincible in the Soul Splitting Realm phase. What cultivator could resist the temptation of a skyrocketing combat power? Everyone else’s eyes turned green with envy. "Sect Leader, Sect Leader, my progress is also very fast!" "I train 13 hours every day, please see the truth..." "Get lost, there are only 12 hours in a day, Sect Leader, look at me!" "Did the sect leader strike a treasure trove? How can he casually bring out such treasures?" "Have you forgotten the sect leader is an Immortal?" The only one who remained relatively calm was Mo Chen, for he had seen many Sacred Artifacts in the Immortal Realm. A Tier Nine Spiritual Artifact in the Lower Realm was indeed rare, but who let the sect leader be the "Child of the Plane"? He now found nothing Jiang Cheng brought out surprising anymore. "Wait, why do Purple Sun Mad Dragon Saber, why do I seem to have heard of it somewhere?" Luo Yuan suddenly frowned in thought. Yin Xuer also agreed: "I was just about to say, this name sounds familiar to me too..." Shan Tai slapped his thigh: "I remembered, isn’t this His Majesty the Emperor Qianxing’s personal weapon?" With his remark, everyone recalled. After all, before they entered, in the Mortal World, they had all been in awe of the Qianxing Royal Race.