The Ming Cult's Plot

Seeing the large room filled with Ming Cult members, Xiao Feng inevitably felt a little nervous.

He stared blankly at Su Xueqing, a hint of unease flashing in his heart.

Su Mu slowly got up and walked to the side: "You messed up our martial arts competition for marriage. What are your plans?"

He was the one who killed the person, so naturally, he needed to take responsibility.

On the side, Su Xueqing heard that Su Mu wanted to trouble Xiao Feng and quickly got up: "This matter shouldn't be blamed on him, right?"

If he hadn't acted in time, the Poison Emperor's grandson would have most likely taken her away.

And the Poison Sect was precisely the kind of Sect that would stop at nothing. No one knew what methods they would use against themselves.

Su Mu looked at Su Xueqing's anxious face, turned his head, and looked at Xiao Feng: "I need to know the answer from his mouth."

The implication was clear; he already understood.

However, with Zhao Yuwei in his heart, no one else could possibly occupy a place there.

Xiao Feng could only feign ignorance, standing up: "Sect Leader, what do you wish for me to do? I am willing to go through fire and water for the Ming Cult."

Seeing him reveal such an expression, Su Mu didn't waste any time and burst into laughter: "I plan to marry Su Xueqing to you. What do you think?"

On the side, Su Xueqing heard Su Mu had such a thought, and her face turned very red.

The matter with the Poison Sect hadn't passed, yet happiness came so suddenly.

Xiao Feng looked at Su Xueqing beside him and found that she actually showed such a girlish expression.

If he could become her husband, the vast Hall of Supreme Bliss would become his Sect.

Without the matter of Zhao Yuwei, Xiao Feng would definitely have done such a thing.

Unfortunately... with someone in his heart, he no longer had the capacity to accommodate other women.

Seeing that Xiao Feng hadn't agreed for a long time, Su Mu's tone became extremely stern: "Could it be... you disagree?"

This voice carried a strong killing intent, and many people nearby even placed their hands on their weapons.

To be able to resolve Poison Skill in one day, such talent was beyond the reach of even Ming Cult Disciple.

And if such a person could not be kept by their side, it was certainly impossible to let him leave.

Seeing their gazes fixed on him, Xiao Feng took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "I don't know if Su Xueqing agrees. This junior doesn't dare to answer easily."

Beside him, Su Xueqing sat down with a blushing face, clearly expressing her feelings.

Seeing the two of them so in love, Su Mu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Since you two are so fond of each other, from now on, this Ming Cult is your home. You can move around freely within it."

Su Xueqing looked at Su Mu, who was willing to keep Xiao Feng, her face full of ecstasy, and pulled him up.

"You've been here for so long and haven't taken a good look at the Ming Cult. How about I take you around here?"

Beside him, Su Mu heard Su Xueqing say this and stroked the beard on his mouth: "That's good too. It would be too absurd if you weren't even familiar with your own home."

Seeing the other Disciple wanting to follow behind, Xiao Feng looked at them with an embarrassed face.

"Can they not follow? We want to have some time alone."

Zhu Chen heard Xiao Feng's reminder and secretly looked at Su Mu, finding that he actually agreed.

He then nodded slightly at those Disciple, signaling them not to do anything.

If they angered Su Mu, these Disciple probably wouldn't be able to return alive.

Coming out of the room, Xiao Feng involuntarily followed behind Su Xueqing, pretending to look at the Ming Cult with curiosity.

In his mind, he only wanted to leave here as quickly as possible.

He knew very well that he couldn't stay here for too long, otherwise, something would most likely happen to Zhao Yuwei.

Inside the room, Zhu Chen came to Su Mu's side, his eyes gradually becoming cold: "If we don't send Disciple to follow, I'm afraid that kid..."

"Xiao Feng's patience is the strongest I have seen among those people."

The person who destroyed his Sect was right in front of him, yet he had no intention of seeking revenge and even stayed by that person's side for a long time.

Zhu Chen saw that Su Mu knew everything and was full of confusion: "Since you know everything, why didn't you order him killed?"

He glanced sideways at Zhu Chen and snorted coldly: "If I were to kill him, how would I explain it to the Poison Emperor?"

Although the Ming Cult was not afraid of their Poison Sect, if they fought, other Sect would inevitably take the opportunity to develop.

Having finally reached such a position, they had to think carefully for themselves.

Zhu Chen listened to Su Mu's well-thought-out plan and only then understood his foresight, silently lowering his head.

"The Poison Emperor should be back in another day. If he sees Xiao Feng safe and sound, he will definitely keep his word."

Fortunately, the two of them were in love; otherwise, it would have been difficult to resolve.

"That kid's luck is quite good. He actually met the Poison Emperor at his happiest time and was even willing to take him as his adopted son."

Outside, many people wanted to find the Poison Emperor but couldn't find him for a long time.

In contrast, Xiao Feng killed his grandson and didn't even receive a single punishment.

Behind them, one of the Disciple saw that the two of them were not at all worried about Xiao Feng being detrimental to them and walked out with a worried face.

"If Xiao Feng and the Poison Emperor join forces against our Ming Cult, what should we do?"

The Poison Emperor alone was enough for them to handle. If Xiao Feng was added, the Ming Cult might indeed be annihilated.

Su Mu looked at the worried expressions of the Disciple and sneered: "Do you really think my questions just now were for nothing?"

Since he could investigate that information, it was naturally to give Xiao Feng a false impression.

Zhao Yuwei was very likely under their control. If he didn't cooperate well with them, they might kill her.

Zhu Chen learned that Su Mu had a hidden meaning in his words and admired him greatly.

"Boom..."

Spirit Energy gradually roared from within Su Mu's body, even forming a huge vortex above his head.

Zhu Chen stared blankly at Su Mu having such power, his eyes suddenly widening: "You... you actually broke through?"

Having not made a move for a long time, people outside had not expected such a thing.

And he deliberately hid his strength, making outsiders think that their Ming Cult had made no progress at all.

With his current strength, dealing with the Poison Emperor was almost effortless.

Displaying his strength, Su Mu came before Zhu Chen, a strong killing intent on his face.

"If that kid can cooperate well with us, then he can become the next Sect Leader of our Ming Cult. Otherwise... leave both him and that Poison Emperor behind."

Seeing that Su Mu had a complete plan, Zhu Chen gave a look to the Disciple behind him, telling them to leave the room as quickly as possible.

In the corridor, Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing were leisurely strolling.

Xiao Feng didn't believe that she, the Holy Maiden of the Hall of Supreme Bliss, could restrain her thoughts. He glanced sideways at her: "You want me to be your husband. What is your purpose?"

When Su Xueqing heard Xiao Feng ask such a question, her face was full of surprise: "Purpose? Can you not feel my feelings for you at all?"