"Pinch me!" Jian Bing said. Then, he cried out, "Ouch! Old Yan, can't you a be little gentler?"

Shock soon overcame the pain. Then, Jian Bing looked at Lu Zhou, whose aura was like that of a ruler, with an expression of awe and excitement.

Thump!

Jian Bing fell to his knees and said loudly, "Thank you, Lord Unholy One, for your blessing!"

"???"

'Why is he so passionate?'

Yan Guichen said, filled with praise, "Cult Master is indeed the wisest! If only I was as wise as Cult Master back then. If Du Chun was even half as wise Cult Master, he wouldn't have died. To think the Cult Master is so devout. As expected of the Unholy One's number one followed!"

"..."

Unbeknownst to them, Jian Bing's back was drenched in cold sweat. When he prostrated himself on the ground, he could hear his heart drumming loudly. After a while, he said, "Let's all worship the Unholy One!"

"Cult Master is wise!" Yan Guichen said, "I didn't think of this at all."

With that, everyone in the Nihilist Congregation fell to their knees piously.

Lu Zhou looked around before he said, "Since all of you believe in me, how can I stand aside and do anything in your time of need? Rise to your feet."

Following that, Lu Zhou withdrew his hand.

The Heavenly Dao Flag returned to normal, and the ancient ruins stopped shaking.

Everyone cried out in unison, "Thank you, Lord Unholy One!"

Lu Zhou returned to his normal state and returned to stand in front of Jian Bing. Then, he extended his hand and asked, "Have you prepared the things?"

Jian Bing: "..."

"Hm? Jian Bing, why are you hesitating?" Lu Zhou said in a deep voice as he frowned when he saw Jian Bing hesitating.

Jian Bing felt like his heart was bleeding. However, he could only force himself to smile as he said, "I'm willing to give everything to the Unholy One!"

Then, Jian Bing brought out a short knife and slashed his hand. A drop of blood crystalized and flew toward Lu Zhou's hand.

Lu Zhou did not withdraw his hand and continued to wait for the second thing.

Jian Bing really wanted to cry. He had dug a hole for himself so he had no choice but to jump into the hole now.

'Do I have a choice? No...'

Jian Bing was standing in front of his idol, the most powerful cultivator in the world. Who would dare to say no? Moreover, he had already made a promise.

Meanwhile, the three cult leaders looked at Jian Bing, filled with admiration. If they were in his shoes, they would surely hesitate to part with their divine soul pearls. As expected of the Cult Master of the Nihilist Congregations, he was so decisive!

Jian Bing's abdomen moved before he spat out a ball of light.

The ball of white light flew out with a swoosh and landed accurately in Lu Zhou's hand.

Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction before he said, "I'll remember your contributions today. Stay in the ruins for now. I'll send someone to return the divine soul pearl to you."

Jian Bing kowtowed and said, "Thank you for your grace, Lord Unholy One! As your follower, this is what I should do!"

"Very good," Lu Zhou said as he put away the two things, "I still have something important to do so I'll be leaving now."

Everyone bowed.

"Farewell, Lord Unholy One!"

Lu Zhou flew toward the ancient walls. In just a blink of an eye, he vanished from sight.

Then, the three cult leaders turned around and bowed to Jian Bing, "Cult Master is wise! Your devotion toward the Unholy One is truly admirable!"

Jian Bing looked at the trio unhappily. 'I really shot myself in the foot this time! I was so close to the gates of hell! I don't even have anyone to complain to!'