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"And...don't you think about yourself at all?"
As he spoke, Feng Zhenghao's eyes gleamed.
He even gradually convinced himself.
“Once you establish a new order in the world of supernatural beings, you will need someone to protect this new order, right? My Feng family can do that for you and help protect the world of supernatural beings.”
"Everyone in the world is selfish, but only Immortal Master Lu Xuan is truly impartial!"
“You are the only ‘public’.”
"Once you, Master Lu, establish a new order, your achievements will surpass those of the immortals worshipped in temples. You will be the true god in the eyes of the supernatural world."
"No, not just the world of supernatural beings, the entire world should grovel at the feet of immortals."
"If you have no interest in money, do you not want to leave your name? Even gods and immortals need money and incense offerings."
"If you ascend to heaven, I am willing to demolish all the temples in the world and leave only your statue. From then on, you will be the only god in the entire world."
Feng Zhenghao crawled on his knees to Lu Xuan's side, his eyes filled with the illusory glory of the new world he had described.
"I only ask that you, Master Lu, give me a chance to forgive Zheng Hao for his previous ignorance and arrogance. I am willing to give away all my wealth to worship you and let you enjoy the incense offerings of the world."
"After you ascend to immortality, I am willing to help you continue to protect this world of supernatural beings."
"At that time, Wudang will become the only orthodox sect of Xuanmen, and you will be the only immortal. That will be the true new world of extraordinary beings!"
"Are you really willing to relinquish all power after creating a new world of supernatural beings, and then continue living a life of leisure and seclusion?"
"That world of supernatural beings originally belonged to you!"
Feng Zhenghao, as "witty" as a madman, frantically described a "perfect" world in his imagination, and even before he could convince Lu Xuan, he had already convinced himself.
That's right! Even if immortals don't covet wealth, how could they not care about their reputation?
Having acquired a thousand coins, one desires ten thousand; having become emperor, one desires to become an immortal.
Even if Lu Xuan is truly so detached as to be willing to relinquish all power, would he really be content to become a speck of dust in history?
Throughout history, countless heroes have sought nothing more than to leave their mark on history; even immortals have longed to "show their divine power before men."
Does Lu Xuan really not want to be worshipped in the temple?
Even if one can relinquish power and wealth, can one truly let go of one's reputation before and after death?
Is it really true that there wasn't even the slightest bit of greed in him?
Chapter 194: Let me in quickly, my chance to shine has arrived!
Feng Zhenghao's eyes were filled with utmost piety and fervor, making him look exactly like a fanatical idealist.
The scenes he described were also very enticing: magnificent landscapes and a divine kingdom on earth.
Worldly desires entangle the human heart.
Just like Wang Ai and Chen Jinkui before him, Feng Zhenghao uttered various reasons that seemed both true and false, but his eyes were full of greed.
The only response he received was Lu Xuan's gaze, just like before, the same cold indifference he had shown in his dream when Lu Xuan took away the Feng Zhenghao Tianxia Group building.
His words did not move him at all...
"No, no, you can't kill me, you can't kill me."
Seeing Lu Xuan's indifferent gaze, Feng Zhenghao collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face.
“I’m willing to keep the Tianxia Society out of Tianjin. No! I can hand over both the Tianxia Group and the Tianxia Society.”
"Anyway, you can use other methods to control it secretly, right?"
The atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.
Feng Zhenghao slapped himself across the face.
How can that mouth be so fast?
He looked at Lu Xuan with a sincere expression.
"Master Lu, please give me another chance!"
Feng Zhenghao is an opportunist, with dirty calculations and conspiracies flowing in his veins. Naturally, a person like him has countless seemingly true but actually false words to justify himself.
Feng Zhenghao quickly came up with a reason and explained in a flustered manner.
"I have other conditions, I can..."
The sound of a sword slicing through flesh.
A beam of sword light obliterated the spirits and monsters that surrounded Feng Zhenghao, along with his endless sophistry.
A line of blood appeared between Feng Zhenghao's eyebrows and then quickly spread downwards.
A few breaths later, Feng Zhenghao was smoothly split in two from the very middle.
It fell to the ground with a thud!
Amidst the spilled entrails, tissues, and fragments of flesh and blood, Feng Zhenghao's resentful soul slowly rose.
The Soul Binding Technique unleashed boundless black energy in his hand. Relying on his powerful cultivation, Feng Zhenghao used the Soul Binding Technique on his own soul, forcibly restraining his dissipating soul.
No, it's not just about summoning spirits and commanding generals; there are also various secret witchcraft techniques.
Staring at Lu Xuan from an unknown place, Feng Zhenghao's pitch-black soul body erupted with resentment and fierce evil energy, transforming into a tangible curse.
"Lu Xuan, I curse you, I curse you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Lu Xuan looking over.
Lu Xuan: "Continue."
Feng Zhenghao: "..."
Logically speaking, ordinary supernatural beings should not be able to see the soul of a dead person unless they have cultivated special supernatural abilities, let alone when Feng Zhenghao deliberately concealed himself.
But Lu Xuan isn't an ordinary superhuman; he's practically inhuman now.
A thousand words finally turned into a shy smile.
"Um... is it possible to reconcile?"
Before he finished speaking, the hellish dreamscape unfolded behind Lu Xuan, and the immense suction force almost sucked in Feng Zhenghao's entire soul.
Oh no! This is going to mean I'll never have peace even in death.
He glanced at the eighteen levels of hell that evolved from the endless dreamscape behind Lu Xuan, where many evil people from the Quanxing and aristocratic families suffered terribly.
Even Feng Zhenghao, in his spirit form, was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
His hands moved in the air in strange hand seals, and a dark aura erupted from the depths of his soul, sweeping across the area.
Feng Zhenghao's grandfather, Feng Tianyang, was a prominent shaman in Liangshan.
In ancient times, women were called witches and men were called shamans.
The original shamanic lineage was a branch of the sorcerers, originating from the most primitive people's exploration of the natural world, including their thirst for knowledge about primitive spirits.
Feng Tianyang's desire to control all the spirits in the world led him to obtain the ability to bind and command spirits, but this does not mean that he is incapable of other witchcraft.
The witchcraft that Feng Tianyang knew has been passed down, and Feng Zhenghao naturally knows it too, and knows even more than Feng Tianyang.
For many years, Feng Zhenghao has presented himself as a humble gentleman, almost making people forget that he is also a top figure in the world of supernatural beings, a great shaman who is proficient in witchcraft.
What? You're asking how someone so powerful could be instantly defeated without even daring to resist?
It depends on who it is!
This is Lu Xuan. If you're so capable, why don't you do it yourself?
I'm lucky I even have a soul left!
Using witchcraft to hide his soul or to possess his children was the last path Feng Zhenghao left for himself.
The ways of shamans naturally include methods of possession and taking over other people's bodies.
For Feng Zhenghao, the only person he values most is himself.
Children are the continuation of bloodline and will, but for a tyrant, his will never needs to be inherited by others.
Even if they cannot possess their own children, relying on spirit possession to possess Feng Shayan or Feng Xingtong is a backup option.
In any case, Feng Zhenghao never intended to face death peacefully.
Unfortunately, even the last remaining path was blocked.
Since that's the case, then let's fight to the death.
A peculiar rhythm emanated from Feng Zhenghao's mouth, spreading throughout the entire Tianxia Group building.
That was his witchcraft, which could influence other people's souls through rhythms derived from the soul, and even control their consciousness to a certain extent.
However, Feng Zhenghao clearly does not have this ability now.
All he could do was shout a short message to the members of the Tianxia Society inside the entire Tianxia Group building.
“Come and save me!!!”
Since death is inevitable, let's go all out and fight to the death.
What use is the World Society to me if I'm going to die? I might as well give it a shot!
Feng Zhenghao's voice echoed throughout the Tianxia Group building, and immediately, many of the Tianxia Society's members inside the building reacted to the sound and rushed over at top speed.
Among them, Jia Zhengyu was the fastest runner.
That's right! It's Jia Zhengyu.
He also had a crush on Feng Shayan, but unfortunately, despite his mastery of ancient Chinese vocal arts, he failed to win her favor.
He accompanied his younger brother Jia Zhengliang to the Longhu Mountain Luotian Grand Ceremony. Jia Zhengliang, who had originally come out under the pretext of escaping an arranged marriage, was so frightened by Lu Xuan that he couldn't draw his weapon, thanks to his talent in manipulating objects.
After the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, Jia Zhengliang's Dao heart was shattered and he returned to Jia Family Village, while Jia Zhengyu continued to return to the World Society.
Unfortunately, Feng Shayan still didn't think much of him.
However, Jia Zhengyu has finally found an opportunity to shine.
President Feng, hang in there, I'm coming.