Honest people don’t speak in secret

"Ahhh!! What on earth are these things!"

A roar filled with despair echoed throughout the entire Tianyun Sacred City.

Immediately after, six Martial Saints of the Tianyun Sacred Clan appeared together in the sky above the sacred city, their Faces filled with anger and despair.

Since those Treasure-Seeking Flying Squirrels appeared, there had been no peace within their clan.

By now, the sacred city they had painstakingly managed for countless years was about to turn into ruins!

"Hahahaha!"

"Fellow Daoist Tian Yunzhi, I hope you have been well!"

A loud laugh rang out, reaching the ears of the six Martial Saints of the Tianyun Clan.

"This voice… is it Chiri Muzhu!?"

"Isn't the Chiri Clan also suffering from the Flying Squirrel disaster? Why is Chiri Muzhu here?"

Tian Yunzhi, the Clan Chief of the Tianyun Clan, and the other five Martial Saints shifted their expressions, showing confusion.

They looked toward the source of the sound and saw a young man slowly flying towards them, surrounded by five people.

"It really is Chiri Muzhu!"

"Not just him, almost all the Martial Saints of their clan are here!"

"Look at that young man! Isn't he that Young Master Su who is suspected to be of the direct Bloodline of an Emperor Clan!?"

"How did Chiri Muzhu get mixed up with Young Master Su and even come to our Tianyun Sacred City!?"

"What is going on?"

"…"

Tian Yunzhi and the others were shocked and suspicious, completely bewildered.

At this moment.

Surrounded by Chiri Muzhu and the others, Su Lang arrived before Tian Yunzhi and his group.

"Clan Chief Chiri, you… how could you be with…"

Tian Yunzhi looked at Chiri Muzhu and the others, tentatively asking.

"Fellow Daoist Tian Yunzhi, I have already handed over my soul heart fire and submitted to Young Master Su, becoming his servant!"

Chiri Muzhu laughed heartily, his face full of pride for his submission.

"We are the same!"

The other Martial Saints of the Chiri Sacred Clan also spoke up quickly, their Faces filled with honor.

"Ah!?"

"You have all actually submitted to Young Master Su!?"

Tian Yunzhi was in disbelief; Chiri Muzhu and his people were local overlords, practically like local kings. How could they choose to be someone's servants!?

"Your name is Tian Yunzhi?"

Su Lang looked at the yellow-curly-haired Martial Saint in front of him and asked indifferently.

"Yes… I am Tian Yunzhi."

Seeing Su Lang questioning him, Tian Yunzhi suddenly felt uneasy.

"Mhm."

Su Lang smiled faintly, "Let's be blunt. I want to take you as my servant."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Martial Saints of the Tianyun Clan were all dumbfounded.

To demand someone become a servant right off the bat, this was just… too arrogant!

"Fellow Daoist Tian Yunzhi."

"This is a great opportunity. I hope to work with you and serve the Master!"

Chiri Muzhu said to Tian Yunzhi, not forgetting to wink and signal him to agree quickly.

Tian Yunzhi and the others looked at each other, stunned for a moment, not knowing how to choose.

If they chose to submit, it felt too absurd.

If they chose not to submit, the Martial Saints of the Chiri Clan had all submitted and looked like they had gained a huge advantage.

"Please, Young Master Su, allow us to consider it."

Tian Yunzhi and the others couldn't make up their minds for a moment.

"Fine, I'll give you ten seconds."

"If you agree within ten seconds and hand over your soul heart fire, I will recall these Flying Squirrels."

Su Lang said slowly with his hands behind his back, "Additionally, just like Chiri Muzhu and the others, each of you will receive a bottle of quasi-immortal pills as a reward."

These words fell on the ears of Tian Yunzhi and the others like a thunderclap from heaven, deafening.

"These Flying Squirrels were released by Young Master Su!?"

"This disaster isn't a natural one; it's man-made!"

"No wonder! No wonder we could do nothing against these Flying Squirrels; they must be special creatures raised by an Emperor Clan!"

"Young Master Su is actually the culprit behind the Flying Squirrel disaster! It's infuriating, but there's nothing we can do. Only submission will make Young Master Su take back the Flying Squirrels. However, submission seems like a good choice; Young Master Su is a direct descendant of an Emperor Clan!"

"After submitting, not only can we avoid the Flying Squirrel disaster, but we can also get quasi-immortal pills as a reward. It's too tempting!"

"But submitting like this is such a loss of Face, and we don't even know if the quasi-immortal pills are real or fake."

"…"

Tian Yunzhi and the others looked at each other, communicating via Mental Energy.