The Martial Son-in-law

Zheng Yuanba rushed towards Gong Yuqing at all costs.    

If the legend of Secluded Sect was true, the death of his disciples would at least give him an explanation. And now, everything that Zheng Yuanba firmly believed in had turned into a lie. In other words, everyone's death had turned into a farce, a death without dignity or even meaning. This was absolutely not something that Zheng Yuanba could accept.    

"Zheng Yuanba, come back quickly!" Zhang Chu shouted. He wanted to stop him, but he found that an invisible force had completely suppressed him, making him unable to move at all.    

He turned around and saw a young woman in her twenties staring at him with a smile on her face.    

At the same time, another young man in his twenties appeared in front of Zheng Yuanba in a flash. He looked at Zheng Yuanba who was disregarding everything and smiled. "You dare to light up a grain of rice?"    

The teenager waved his hand casually after he finished speaking. An overwhelming amount of True Qi swept towards Zheng Yuanba like a tidal wave.    

Zheng Yuanba used all of his Zhen Qi, but compared to that young man, it was like the difference between a drop of water and an ocean.    

In just a split second, Zheng Yuanba was like a kite with a broken string, and he fell heavily onto the ground. All the meridians in his body had been broken, and blood flowed out from his seven apertures. Although he wasn't dead, his cultivation had been crippled in the blink of an eye. This was the Secluded Sect, the terror of the Extreme Profound Sect.    

Whether it was Zheng Yuanba, Zhang Chu, or even the entire cultivation world, they were like ants in this place.    

"Zheng Yuanba!" Zhang Chu roared furiously, but he couldn't do anything because even if he used both Devil Arts techniques at the same time, he still couldn't break free from the young woman's restraints.    

Gong Yuqing didn't pay any attention to Zheng Yuanba from the beginning to the end. She glanced at Zhao, who was standing beside Zhang Chu, and said casually, "Next is him. Zhang Chu, let me ask you one more time. Do you want to accept the supreme gift or the eternal curse?"    

Zhang Chu gritted his teeth, and blue veins popped out on his face. However, the difference in strength was too great, and he couldn't resist at all.    

Right at this moment, Zhao Tang shouted in a low voice. "Brother Chu, don't worry about me. Do what you want to do!"    

"Wrong answer." Gong Yuqing's eyes were cold.    

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, an old man standing beside her. With a light flick of his finger, a thread of true qi shot out like a bullet. It directly pierced through Zhao Tang's shoulder. Along with Zhao Tang's miserable cry of pain, the old man did not hesitate at all. He stretched his right hand forward and made a grabbing motion. The invisible true qi violently contracted, causing all the bones in Zhao Tang's body to let out a strange creaking sound.    

That old man actually wanted to crush Zhao Tang to death!    

Hearing the incomparably heroic roar beside his ear, Zhang Chu's heart trembled violently, and an unprecedented fury surged through his entire body.    

At the same time, the incomparably weak Qin Sitong said softly, "Zhang Chu, no matter what decision you make, we will not blame you. We only hope that you will have no regrets."    

Zhang Chu's tightly clenched fist slowly loosened and he let out a long sigh of relief. "Stop."    

The old man's fist, which was about to close, loosened. Just a little bit more and Zhao Tang would die on the spot.    

Even so, Zhao Tang had already suffered a serious injury. His body was lying limply on the ground, unable to make any sound.    

"I agree!" Veins popped out on Zhang Chu's forehead, and he said each word clearly.    

Gong Yuqing only wanted Zhang Chu's answer. As for the other things, Gong Yuqing did not care at all.    

Just as Gong Yuqing's face gradually showed satisfaction, Zhang Chu gritted his teeth and growled, "The first thing I did after inheriting the Extreme Profound Sect was to kill you!"    

"It's alright." Gong Yuqing shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently, "As long as you are willing to inherit the Extreme Profound Sect, my life alone is not worth mentioning."    

Crazy! Gong Yuqing had gone completely crazy.    

Zhang Chu stared at Gong Yuqing with hatred. "The last question, why did it have to be me?"    

"Because the Immortal Sister you mentioned, the woman who taught you everything, was the sect leader of Extreme Profound Sect. She gave you everything." Gong Yuqing's lips curved up slightly, "She chose you!"    

Immortal Sister's lips curled up slightly, "She chose you! ...    

Zhang Chu's body slumped to the ground as if he had lost his breath.    

At the same time, a group of Extreme Profound Sect disciples surrounded Zhang Chu and lifted him into the air with both of their hands. Then, they walked towards the throne in the distance.    

The moment Zhang Chu was placed on the throne, the proud and arrogant Gong Yuqing... Without hesitation, he kneeled down in front of Zhang Chu and shouted, "Welcome, new master of Extreme Profound Sect! "You are the master of the entire cultivation world, the supreme existence who controls all the power in the cultivation world. One day... When you decide to abdicate, you will personally choose a successor. The Promotion Conference will continue, and the sacrifices will continue. "    

After she finished speaking, Gong Yuqing slowly stood up, stretched out her arms, and looked at the dazzling sun that was gradually becoming more and more lively outside the hall. She said excitedly, "The thick and endless True Qi here is taken from those cultivators who sacrificed themselves in the mortal world. The more cultivators sacrificed, the stronger the True Qi contained within the Extreme Profound Sect. And this is the true essence of the Devil Arts contained within the Great Mystic Scripture."    

"Someone, bring the fragment of the Devil Arts to the new master."    

Under Zhang Chu's dispirited gaze, each and every disciple walked towards him with the Moon Book in their hands.    

Every Moon Book was dyed red with blood. It was obvious that all the cultivators who obtained the fragment of the Devil Arts had been slaughtered. All of this was for the sake of making Zhang Chu the master of the so-called supreme Extreme Profound Sect, the master of the cultivation world.    

Streams of strong energy kept flowing into Zhang Chu's body. Under the support of this unparalleled energy, his weak body gradually returned to its peak state, and kept increasing, breaking through the critical point.    

When everything stopped, the Devil Arts was gathered, and everything returned to one. Zhang Chu looked at his own strength, and it had actually reached a new height that even Zhang Chu did not know about. He swept his eyes across the disciples of the Taixuan Hierophant. Previously, when Zhang Chu faced them, he was like an ant facing a giant. But now, this gap still existed. The difference was that Zhang Chu was a giant while they were ants.    

"Ordinary people can't withstand the nine return to one. Only those who can combine the Devil Arts into one can officially inherit the Extreme Profound Sect. This has nothing to do with their bloodline and inheritance. Now, you understand why I chose you?" Gong Yuqing asked in a soft voice.    

Zhang Chu did not answer her, but his eyes were cold. "Where is Qin Sitong?"    

It seemed like only a few minutes had passed since he received the Devil Arts. However, when Zhang Chu regained his consciousness, the huge hall was already empty. It seemed like the passage of time was much faster than Zhang Chu had imagined.    

Gong Yuqing did not hesitate. Facing Zhang Chu, she no longer had her usual arrogance. She replied in a deep voice, "It has been a whole month since you received the Devil Arts. Qin Sitong and the rest have been arranged to rest."    

So that was the case.