The Martial Son-in-law

0"Is anyone hurt?" Zhang Chu held Zhao Tang's hand tightly, barely able to support his body. Although the poison in his body had been dispersed, his body was still as weak as a dying old man.    

    

Hearing Zhang Chu's words, Zhao Tang's eyes instantly turned red. "Brother Chu, no one is injured..."    

    

The surrounding practitioners also fell silent.    

    

Zhang Chu had almost lost his life just now, but after getting through this crisis, the first thing he said was that he cared about everyone's safety.    

    

Such a cultivator... It was only many years ago when the world of cultivation was surrounded by Immortal Qi.    

    

For a moment, the way they looked at Zhang Chu changed again. It had changed from burning admiration to a look that was close to belief.    

    

The practitioner had not died yet, and his energy had been greatly relieved!    

    

After confirming that no one was hurt, Zhang Chu heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.    

    

At this moment, a moderate voice sounded beside Zhang Chu. "Chief Chu, I'm sorry..."    

    

Looking at the voice, the person who spoke was Jin Shenggong.    

    

Jin Shenggong's eyes were filled with guilt and self-blame. "If I did not insist on doing this, Chief Chu would not have been injured like this..."    

    

Zhang Chu smiled and shook his head. "There is no need to blame yourself. I am fine."    

    

"You do not blame me?" Jin Shenggong looked at Zhang Chu in confusion.    

    

"Of course not. After all, everyone has a ruler in their hearts. I can't control anyone's thoughts. I am just doing what I want to do."    

    

When she said this, Jin Shenggong's eyes became extremely hot and her pale face became red. Gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Jin Shenggong broke the tears into a smile. "Chief Chu, I will treat you as my benchmark. I will work hard to become someone like you!"    

    

Zhang Chu smiled and did not say anything.    

    

"Shen Lang." Seeing Shen Lang turn around and leave without saying anything, Zhang Chu hesitated for a moment but still asked, "Why?"    

    

"Hur hur." Shen Lang did not turn his head, only shrugged his shoulders. "If you die, won't your future path of cultivation be too boring?"    

    

While they were talking, Shen Lang had already returned to Qin Sitong's side. He was a guardian not too far away from her.    

    

After all, Zhang Chu had entrusted Shen Lang to protect Qin Sitong, and Shen Lang was a person who kept his word and did his duty. Therefore, before all this was settled, Shen Lang would definitely keep his promise.    

    

Everyone felt that the relationship between Zhang Chu and Shen Lang was too strange and even somewhat unreal.    

    

However, Zhang Chu knew very well that the reason Shen Lang saved him was because he did not want to owe him. After all, it was Zhang Chu who let Shen Lang go when Zhang Chu and Shen Lang fought. After today's incident, Zhang Chu and Shen Lang could be considered to be on the same starting line, and they didn't owe each other anything.    

    

"Sovereign!" Lau Qingfeng clasped his hands together and gave Zhang Chu a big bow. "The Exquisite Brush Hall will never forget today's kindness!"    

    

"Sovereign?" Zhang Chu laughed self-deprecatingly. "You are too serious. I am not a Sovereign."    

    

"No!" Lau Qingfeng's eyes were firm. "Perhaps in terms of strength, you are not strong enough to become a Sovereign. However, in terms of your magnanimity, you are naturally qualified to become a Sovereign."    

    

According to Zhang Chu's knowledge, only some of the top big shots in the Secluded Sect were qualified to be called 'Sovereign'.    

    

After all, they were divided according to the ancient records.    

    

One Yuan, Two Yi, Three Clarities, Four Imperial Guards, Five Saints, Six Sages and Seven Supremes.    

    

Even though the 'Sovereign' was ranked last in the rankings, it was the only title that ordinary cultivators were able to come into contact with. It was precisely because of this that all highly respected cultivators were called 'Sovereign'.    

    

Zhang Chu naturally didn't dare to call himself 'Venerable', but before he had the chance to refuse, all the cultivators had already knelt down on one knee and said in unison, "Greetings, Sovereign!"    

    

As the saying goes, a spear is the first bird to strike.    

    

Even if Zhang Chu wanted to do something for the cultivation world, this kind of extremely eye-catching title could still be saved. Unfortunately, all the cultivators had already steeled their hearts to let Zhang Chu be the Sovereign. Zhang Chu simply had no strength to refuse.    

    

Ba Loong, who was standing in the distance, narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Chu with a profound look.    

    

"Sovereign? Hahaha, I heard from my master that even the founder of the Extreme Profound Sect didn't get the title of Sovereign at his peak."    

    

"You mean to say that Zhang Chu has more prestige than the founder?" Lin Mann asked coldly.    

    

"Haha, you don't have to be serious about it. Zhang Chu and his grandmaster naturally could not be compared, but his master had said it before. "Those who are ruthless will gain temporary benefits, and those who are benevolent will prosper forever. One had to rely on oneself to control the benevolence and ruthlessness. "You only learned the 'ruthless' character, but you didn't learn the 'benevolent' character."    

    

Lin Mann's eyes darkened as if she understood something and did not continue to refute.    

    

At this moment, a clear 'kacha' sound interrupted everyone's thoughts.    

    

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound in unison. Their eyes were all fixed on the coffin.    

    

The originally airtight coffin actually opened up a gap!    

    

"It opened! The coffin opened!" A disciple of the Flaming Sun Sect shouted.    

    

For a moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats again, afraid that something bad would happen to the coffin again.    

    

Even Zhang Chu had been hit. If there was any more killing intent, no one would be able to stop it.    

    

Under everyone's fearful gazes, the lid of the coffin slowly rose. Then, a cloud of white mist drifted out from inside.    

    

"Not good! There's poison gas!" Once bitten by a snake, Lu Zisheng was afraid of a rope for ten years. He hurriedly shouted to remind everyone.    

    

"Wait!" Lau Qingfeng waved his hand to suppress everyone and said in a deep voice, "One red, two green, three black and four white. Even if it is poisonous gas, this white poisonous gas is nothing to worry about. Besides... what came out of the coffin was not smoke, but fog. Do you all smell it? It's a strange fragrance. "    

    

Realizing that the white fog coming out of the coffin was not poisonous gas, everyone let out a sigh of relief.    

    

"It does smell good. It smells good!"    

    

"It seems to be a mixture of several kinds of floral fragrance. It's light but not insignificant, refreshing the heart and mind!"    

    

"Although the white mist is not poisonous, it doesn't guarantee that there will be hidden killing intent in the coffin. Everyone, don't go up recklessly!"    

    

Everyone had already been scared out of their wits by the coffin, so naturally, no one dared to go up and take a look.    

    

Right when everyone stared fixedly at the coffin and became more and more nervous, and their entire bodies were covered in sweat, a soft, yet not charming, and lively breath that was like a celestial being drifted out from within the coffin.    

    

It was the sound of a person, and it was a woman!    

    

Only now did everyone remember that the coffin in front of them was originally meant to seal the 'benefactor' within it.    

    

Now that the coffin was opened, the benefactor inside naturally woke up as well.    

    

Not to mention the others, even Zhang Chu was extremely interested in the benefactor inside the coffin.    

    

Who was the person who had caused a massacre in the secular world and was able to undo the seal of the Three Devils And Nine Sects?    

    

Under Zhang Chu's expectant gaze, a slender hand as white as jade was the first to be lifted from the coffin and gently placed on the edge of the coffin.