Chapter 913: The Ship Of Thieves And A Show-Off

After listening to Shi Wuchen, Ren Qingkuang and Lan Ruojun lapsed into a state of deep thought.

Why was Shi Wuchen giving out such a strange vibe today?

It was completely different from his indifferent self in the past.

Could a person possibly experience such a massive change in just three years?

"What are you looking at? Me anxiously pushing you to join the Residence of Nine Supremes was only for your own good. If the both of you join now, there is a huge chance that I might be able to seize a few positions for you..."

Shi Wuchen persuaded them earnestly and patiently. "Time will wait for no one if one is too late. Once a sect starts developing, it'll flourish as fast as it can. Today, your presence is still considered a vital addition to the sect, but if you miss this opportunity, you can't even be extra icing on an already perfect cake!"

Ren Qingkuang and Lan Ruojun pondered upon these words. What he said did make quite some sense.

Being a great help in a dire time of need would certainly deliver a bigger impact than being the icing on an already perfect cake. If they joined now, although they might not completely be of vital assistance, it would certainly be more impactful than being inconsequential icing in the future!

"Fine!"

Under Shi Wuchen's guidance, the two individuals first made the oath of God's Will to join the Residence of Nine Supremes. It was followed by paying respects to the sect leader Yun Yang, officially making them members of the Residence.

After confirming that they had really become members of the Residence, they were both overwhelmed with confusion.

There was no other reason; they both did not feel the assimilation of the Celestial Luck Banner into their bodies...

"Why... Why can't I feel the stacked-effect of luck from the Celestial Luck Banner? Have my senses stopped working properly because of my severe injuries?" Lan Ruojun was utterly confused.

Shi Wuchen's face darkened. "It's only a problem if you can feel the effects of the Celestial Luck. The Residence of Nine Supremes is just a newly-formed sect. The sect has not even finished construction, so how would we possess a Celestial Luck Banner? You think too much!"

Lan Ruojun and Ren Qingkuang felt a fleeting sensation of dizziness.

"A... A newly-formed sect?"

"Yes," replied Shi Wuchen. " With the two of you, there are altogether five people in the Residence of Nine Supremes — the numbers make up an entire palm."

He pointed towards Yun Yang. "There's our sect leader, me, the two of you, and a majordomo who's at our headquarters, overseeing the construction of the sect."

Upon hearing that, both their bodies shuddered involuntarily. Lan Ruojun slapped a hand over his forehead. "Shut up... Stop talking... Oh... I feel a little faint..."

The same feeling surfaced simultaneously within their hearts. "We've boarded a ship of thieves for real..."

Yet, the oath was already made in the name of God's Will. Under the witness of God's Will, no matter how much they regretted their decision, it was simply too late!

At that moment, the two of them were overwhelmed by a sudden urge to wail.

Their motivation for joining quickly was to avoid being redundant icing on top of an already perfect cake — but they had never expected the so-called cake to be so distant from them!

"Shi Wuchen... Y-Y-You..." Ren Qingkuang exuded a huge sigh even as he began to wail. "You really think you're not responsible for screwing us over, do you? Aaargh!"

Shi Wuchen snorted as he folded his arms. "I'm telling you — don't be ignorant regarding my good intentions. Only heaven knows how much of a good deal you've gotten yourselves into, and you still dare to accuse me of screwing you over in front of me? Hmph! The time will come where you fellows will be grateful towards me!"

Lan Ruojun gritted his teeth. "Shi Wuchen, I'll thank you right now. I'll thank all eight generations of your ancestry. I don't think it's enough to thank every each one of them just once — perhaps I should deliver a whole new round of gratitude!"

Shi Wuchen gave a huge snort and replied, "It's really hot today." He then proceeded to remove his garments.

Lan Ruojun and Ren Qingkuang restrained themselves from sniggering.

Although the weather today was not that cold, it was not that hot either. How hot could the weather be around the time from March to April?

Furthermore, judging by Shi Wuchen's Saint Level cultivation base, he should be immune to the cold or the heat. He should not have felt anything, no matter how hot it was.

Was he out of his mind?

Their gazes fell onto that certain someone subconsciously and widened at the very next moment.

Watching him, they saw a piece of crystal glistening with Purple Qi on Shi Wuchen's chest after he removed his garments. It was entirely shrouded with Purple Qi, emanating a foggy glow.

As the crystal was uncovered, spiritual Qi from all over seemed to be guided by powerful traction, surging towards that purple crystal at electrifying speed and a tidal-like force.

The two of them knew instantly what they were looking at. Registering that sight with electrifying speed, they exclaimed simultaneously, "Ethereal Amethyst?"

Their eyes widened in amazement as they stared intently!

Their gazes never wavered at all as they gaped on in an unblinking manner!

How could such a treasure be found in Shi Wuchen's possession?

Where did he get it from?

Shi Wuchen held up the Ethereal Amethyst smugly, examining it before his eyes. Without the spiritual energy of the dantian to suppress it, the natural energy-absorbing abilities of the Ethereal Amethyst erupted, no longer subdued. Suddenly it was oozing and steaming with rich Purple Qi, the ethereal glow gushing up into the skies and painting it with a brilliant sheen.

Shi Wuchen then quickly tucked it away, murmuring, "What a hot day — I was worried that my sweat would damage my precious little treasure... Good thing it wasn't damaged..."

What was this cretin saying, just what the hell is he talking about? Does he even know what he's talking about, and what he is doing?

Can you possibly act even more superior about this or be an even bigger show-off?

Also, the soothing, relaxing wave of spiritual Qi they could feel earlier had vanished; what would they do about it should they never experience it again in the future?

Suddenly, the thought of seizing the Ethereal Amethyst after stepping over his dead body surfaced in their hearts!

From the corner, Yun Yang's smile widened to the point where his eyes were barely visible.

Unexpectedly, without having the need to step in personally, these two fellows had been properly and efficiently coaxed by Shi Wuchen — it was quite a pleasant surprise.

"Brother Lan, Brother Ren, there is nothing to fret or be disheartened about. I'll not let both of you regret the decision to join our Residence of Nine Supremes." Yun Yang laughed heartily. " Since two brothers have joined us, how can I, as the leader of the sect, not present a little welcome gift? Hmm... how about this?"

He muttered beneath his breath before continuing, "For now, our sect is newly formed and we're just simple showrunners, and we can't afford to present you with anything substantial ... here, I'll just give our two new brothers a little piece of something."

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist over and there they were — two pieces of Ethereal Amethysts in his palm.

Purple Qi surged wildly in the air.

Spiritual Qi flowed like a tidal wave!

That lost-and-found, borderline-suffocating sensation of being surrounded by spiritual energy caused a flood of emotions to wash over them; they were no longer able to avert their gazes. They felt their throats run dry as their breaths quickened, but they could only look at Yun Yang eagerly as they waited for him to carry on.

"Um..."

Yun Yang did not go overboard with the show. No longer acting coy, he grabbed both their arms in a welcoming manner and stuffed a piece of Ethereal Amethyst into each of their palms. "Brothers, please don't mind the simplicity of the gift. From here on, we're all in the same pot — we shall celebrate together as one, and we shall struggle together as one! May we work together to make a good name for the Residence of Nine Supremes."

Right until the moment where the Ethereal Amethysts were placed in their hands and clearly replenishing their meridians, both of them still thought that they were stuck in a dream.

Ethereal Amethysts!

A holy item of the Bound of Universe whose existence seemed to have only existed in myth!

How had it fallen into their hands so casually and easily?