Nine Realms Sword Emperor

Chapter 1953: Chapter 1956: Coercion

Chu Fengmian was incredibly calm inside, but on the surface, he put on a panicked expression and spoke.

"This, joining the Sea Sacrifice Sect shouldn’t come with such a rule! Making me open my Dao Heart and planting a restriction, is it to make me a slave? Hmph, the Sacrificial Pavilion is so overbearing, then I won’t join the Sacrificial Pavilion!"

As Chu Fengmian spoke, he appeared to get up, struggling to resist Lan Ming’s power, flying directly towards the outside of the palace.

But at this moment, an enormous hand suddenly descended. This hand was precisely Lan Ming’s move from the throne.

Chu Fengmian had no power to resist this palm’s might, and he was suppressed to the ground, unable to use a shred of Spiritual Power.

"What? Leaving just like that? The Sacrificial Pavilion isn’t a place where you come and go as you wish. You’ve already joined the Sacrificial Pavilion, why don’t you want to abide by its rules?"

Wu Jue stared at Chu Fengmian, sneering continuously, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

"You are now part of the Sacrificial Pavilion, your life and death belong to it, understand? If you keep resisting, be careful of living a life worse than death. At this time, your only chance is to pledge loyalty to Lord Lan Ming!"

"You!"

Chu Fengmian’s face turned pale and then flushed, putting on a show of deliberation.

However, in his heart, murder was brewing. No matter what, Wu Jue was someone Chu Fengmian intended to kill sooner or later.

Seeing Chu Fengmian remained silent, Lan Ming on the throne snorted coldly again, and a force pressed down.

Chu Fengmian feigned that he couldn’t resist, immediately spitting out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly spoke.

"I accept submission."

"Very good, open your Dao Heart and hand over all your encounters."

Seeing Chu Fengmian willing to bow down, a hint of a smile appeared on Lan Ming’s lips.

"Yes."

Chu Fengmian opened his Dao Heart.

Lan Ming pointed his fingertip, and a surge of Spiritual Power shot into Chu Fengmian’s Dao Heart, forming a restriction.

Once the Dao Heart was sown with a restriction, Chu Fengmian’s life and death were controlled by Lan Ming, akin to a slave.

However, at the moment Lan Ming infused the restriction, Chu Fengmian secretly activated the Swallowing Heaven Secret Technique to devour its power.

Chu Fengmian’s Swallowing Heaven Secret Technique could even devour and obliterate Forbidden Array Formations left by Heavenly Human Realm experts.

Though Lan Ming’s strength was formidable, it hadn’t truly reached the Heavenly Human Realm, being only a half-step expert.

In one breath’s time, ninety-nine percent of the restriction’s power that Lan Ming inflicted on Chu Fengmian’s Dao Heart was eradicated.

Only a small amount of power remained, allowing Lan Ming to feel that his restriction still existed in Chu Fengmian’s Dao Heart.

The remaining power could be dispelled by Chu Fengmian at any moment, appearing as if he was subjugated when, in reality, the restriction had no effect.

However, Chu Fengmian still put on an unwilling facade to deceive Lan Ming and Wu Jue.

"Very well, next, hand over your Space Ring and all your fortunes."

Lan Ming looked at Chu Fengmian as if he were a slave.

"If you disobey, you should know the consequences."

While speaking, Lan Ming subtly activated the restriction. Suddenly, Chu Fengmian trembled in place, an expression of extreme pain on his face, hurriedly answering.

"Yes, yes."

Chu Fengmian removed the Space Ring from his hand and handed it to Wu Jue beside him.

To conceal his identity, Chu Fengmian had specifically concocted a separate Space Ring for disguising purposes.

The real Space Ring had already been hidden by Chu Fengmian, completely undetectable by outsiders.

At present, the contents of this Space Ring amounted to less than one percent of Chu Fengmian’s actual wealth. However, to a Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor, even this was incredibly exaggerated.

The wealth within this Space Ring wasn’t less than that of a typical half-step Heavenly Human Realm Martial Artist demon god’s Space Ring.

Wu Jue took the Space Ring and walked directly to the throne, handing it to Lan Ming.

"Oh? There are quite a few items here. What’s this? A fist technique? Dragon Whale Splitting Sea Fist?"

Lan Ming opened one of the Jade Talismans, finding it recorded the Dragon Whale Splitting Sea Fist.

Chu Fengmian had disguised the Dragon Whale Splitting Sea Fist as a martial technique created by a strong member of the Dragon Whale clan, merely something he had obtained.

"Besides this Space Ring, hand over your fortunes—the Ancestor Sky Dragon Bloodline isn’t something you are qualified to possess. It can only bring disaster in your hands. Hand it over!"

Lan Ming glanced over Chu Fengmian’s Space Ring, his gaze falling back on Chu Fengmian.

"This?"

Chu Fengmian’s face looked extremely troubled upon hearing this, as if hesitating.

"What? Reluctant? Do you still not realize your current situation?"

Lan Ming’s gaze revealed a few traces of cold killing intent.

"I will, I will."

Chu Fengmian’s expression was one of great helplessness, yet he seemed unable to resist Lan Ming. Suddenly, with a movement of his hand, a mass of chaotic-colored blood flew out.

This was precisely a mass of Ancestor Sky Dragon Blood.

Upon taking out this mass of Ancestor Sky Dragon Blood, Chu Fengmian’s complexion turned exceedingly pale, as if he had fallen into extreme weakness.

Of course, all this was a guise by Chu Fengmian. This mass of Ancestor Sky Dragon Blood was merely a portion condensed from the air of Tai Chu, insignificant to Chu Fengmian.

However, he displayed an expression of acute agony.

"A good item indeed."

Seeing this mass of Ancestor Sky Dragon Blood, Lan Ming’s face lit up with excitement. He rose directly from the throne and with a wave of his hand, the mass of Ancestor Sky Dragon Blood landed in his palm.

Having acquired this mass of Ancestor Sky Dragon Blood, Lan Ming seemed in high spirits and tossed the Space Ring to Wu Jue.

"Consider this Space Ring your reward."

"Thank you, Lord Lan Ming."

Wu Jue accepted the Space Ring, speaking with immense delight.

"Your name is Chu Fengmian, is it? From now on, you’re a protector of the Sacrificial Pavilion. As long as you diligently serve the Sacrificial Pavilion, I will also grant you benefits, understood?"

Lan Ming turned to Chu Fengmian, speaking coldly.

"Yes, yes, I will serve the Sacrificial Pavilion loyally, even unto death."

Chu Fengmian exhibited a frightened demeanor, hurriedly responding.

Lan Ming, satisfied with Chu Fengmian’s display, nodded and said.

"Alright, judging by your performance today, you seem obedient. You may withdraw now. As soon as you receive a message through the Jade Talisman, rush over immediately, do you understand?"

"Yes."

Hearing those words, Chu Fengmian, feeling as though he had received a great pardon, quickly transformed into a Tunneling Light and left the palace.