Stay or go

"Mm, everyone get up, everyone sit down."

Su Lang laughed heartily and gestured for everyone to sit down.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the soft flesh at his waist, as if he had been pinched hard.

Su Lang turned his head and met Chu Xiaobei's fierce gaze.

"Damn, I forgot about my stinky little sister!"

Su Lang's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface, he smiled faintly, giving Chu Xiaobei a look of 'I understand.'

Chu Xiaobei returned a look that said 'you're sensible,' and then surprisingly reached out with her small hands to massage Su Lang's shoulders.

"Hmm? This woman actually knows how to serve people?"

Su Lang was pleasantly surprised, but then his expression suddenly changed.

Because he felt Chu Xiaobei's fingers pressing down on his shoulders with great rhythm for two rounds!

Does this mean she wants twenty quasi-immortal pills?

As expected of my stinky little sister, asking for so many; she's not easy to satisfy at all.

"Ahem!"

"I've gathered everyone here because there are some things I need to tell you all."

Su Lang coughed lightly and said calmly, "Actually, I am not some direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

When Cai Liao previously said that Su Lang was not a direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline, they all refused to believe it.

But now, Su Lang had actually admitted it himself!

One of the major reasons they were willing to submit to Su Lang was his noble status.

But now…

If Su Lang is not a direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline, he certainly wouldn't have any deterrent effect on Lutian Tower.

Lutian Tower will definitely retaliate!

The retaliation of such a Quasi-Emperor level super organization; who knows how terrifying it will be!

I'm afraid that even if the three clans were combined, they wouldn't be able to block a single finger of theirs!?

At this instant, Su Lang felt deep fear and a trace of regret from the soul heart fire of everyone in his Sea of Consciousness.

"I know some of you regret this."

"Now I am giving you a chance."

"Anyone who does not wish to continue being my subordinate, I will return your soul heart fire, and you will be free."

"I will give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to consider whether to stay or leave."

Su Lang's expression was indifferent, "If you want to leave, I will not stop you in the slightest, nor will I kill anyone."

After Su Lang finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, while Li Xianyang revealed a smile that was not quite a smile.

In Li Xianyang's view, Su Lang was simply not comparable to any direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline.

Could a direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline be as miraculous as Su Lang?

Could the potential of a direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline be as terrifying as Su Lang's?

Without accidents, could a direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline become an Emperor in a short time? Whether they can become an Emperor at all is a big question, let alone in a short time!?

But Su Lang can!

He is the man who makes a Breakthrough in a small Realm every day!

"I want to see if any idiots choose to leave." Li Xianyang's lips curled slightly.

At this moment.

Yaochi Yanfa suddenly knelt down.

"Master!"

"Although you are not a direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline, which surprises this subordinate."

"But since this subordinate has already acknowledged you as Master, I will not leave. This subordinate is willing to follow you, Master, and even if I lose my life one day, I will never regret it!"

Yaochi Yanfa's voice was sonorous and powerful, incredibly resolute!

"We are the same!"

The four people including Yaochi Hongxi also knelt down together again and kowtowed heavily.

"We are also unwilling to leave!"

Chiri Muzhu, Tian Yunzhi, and others also knelt down, their expressions sincere.

A full sixteen Martial Saints had all made their decisions, and not a single one chose to leave.

"It seems there are no idiots after all."

Li Xianyang looked at the people below and nodded silently.

"Very good."

"You will be glad for today's decision."

Su Lang laughed heartily, "Everyone get up and sit down; next, we are going to discuss the plan to resist Lutian Tower."

"Yes!"

The sixteen Martial Saints stood up one after another and took their seats.

"I am not a direct descendant of an Imperial Clan Bloodline, so I don't have any powerful forces behind me."

Su Lang said, "Right now, my strongest force is your three clans, but that is not enough. I intend to bring the Biyu Clan under my command as well."

"By gathering the resources, Martial Saints, and Martial Gods of the four clans, and then having me integrate and organize them, our combat power will be greatly improved in a short period of time."

"By then, even if we cannot resist Lutian Tower, we probably won't be easily wiped out."

"Of course, if the situation is unusually dire, I have other means to make Lutian Tower not dare to invade."