Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman-Chapter 128 - 103: There were too many people outside just now, so I kneel before you here!_2

Chapter 128: Chapter 103: There were too many people outside just now, so I kneel before you here!_2

“No wonder Korea has so many organizations popping up; I used to think they were just fools under a lot of pressure, but now it seems like a bunch of former landlords and local gentry are also hiding in there, enjoying their blessings under the guise.”

Su Ping analyzed and vaguely sensed a part of the underlying logic.

However, this was irrelevant to Su Ping; all he needed was a breakthrough to start farming.

So, Su Ping began to wonder what the expressions of those belonging to these organizations would be like when they suddenly discovered that the mysterious skins they were wearing had come to life, mixing astonishment with disbelief.

Early in the morning.

Priest Jin Mingjun, still in a daze, was led out of the dungeon and had a simple, unidentifiable slop for breakfast.

Then, he received a phone call.

Consequently, Jin Mingjun began to make desperation calls.

Within Korea, Jin Mingjun’s new organization, the Phosphor Church, was thrilled to learn that he was still alive and immediately offered to help.

After all, the video of Jin Mingjun causing a ruckus at the Gad City temple had long been broadcast through satellite networks to the online communities of Korea.

It had become another solid proof of their devout belief in the Holy Lord.

If they could return alive and get the Sect Hierarch to use his connections to arrange TV appearances and even book deals and events,

It would greatly benefit the expansion and strengthening of their Phosphor Church!

So, by the afternoon, a professional negotiation team had arrived at the temple,

and, after a brief and friendly discussion with Mage Tap, who had received the revelation,

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the negotiation team left a bag of cash and took the two priests away.

However, the captain of the negotiation team, also from Korea and a former member of the Water Blue Star rescue and safety team, had a feeling that the two priests just rescued were acting somewhat abnormally?

Weren’t the priests they rescued before always blabbering nonstop? Why were they so quiet this time?

Did the temple here have something special that genuinely frightened these priests?

The captain arranged for psychologists, and after confirming they were mostly unharmed,

had planned to rest for a while but unexpectedly, Jin Mingjun insisted on leaving Nepal for Korea immediately,

and was willing to pay extra for the urgency.

Seeing the promise of overtime pay, the captain discussed with his team and then agreed.

So, Jin Mingjun and the others boarded the chartered flight to Korea.

Throughout the journey, the captain and the other passengers on the plane were unaware that an uninvited guest had appeared beside Priest Jin Mingjun.

…

In the Capital District of Korea, the most densely populated area.

The truly expensive square footage was hard to come by,

but the Phosphor Church had made significant efforts to obtain a three-story building and converted it into a temporary chapel.

Their Sect Hierarch had been living here, personally training a new group of young talents.

This Sect Hierarch, named Li Yongxiu, had just turned fifty, was a former ace special forces soldier with commendations,

and then, after a failed business venture and unable to afford a psychologist, sought spiritual comfort from a priest and found mental solace.

The clever Li Yongxiu then realized, why bother with business when starting a sect using his family and friends as support could be far better?

No sooner had the thought of starting a sect crossed his mind than he flourished,

thanks to a fair profit distribution policy within the sect, rewarding those who contributed.

He attracted more and more talents from various fields, laying the foundation for the expansion and strengthening of the sect!

If they could overcome development hurdles and breakthrough bottlenecks in the future, this sect would be renowned in Korea.

And if they failed…either implode and become subordinates for other organizations, including the Sect Hierarch, or become increasingly extreme and small, surviving only as an enforcer for others.

For a better future, the Sect Hierarch cherished the return of Jin Mingjun and his companions.

Therefore, as soon as they landed,

the Sect Hierarch had started to organize a welcome ceremony.

Jin Mingjun and his brother, like two heroes who had defeated the Demon King, came to the Sect Hierarch’s building, forcing smiles and greeting the welcoming crowd.

Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu also rose to greet them with a smile and, in the name of the Archbishop of the Phosphor Church, blessed them.

In that moment, the Sect Hierarch’s pupils suddenly contracted and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Seconds later, brushing aside offers from those around him, he excused himself to have a private discussion about their exorcism journey with Jin Mingjun and the others,

and entered the Sect Hierarch’s office on the third floor with them.

Click, he locked the door, satisfied with the soundproofing of the modified office.

Thump!

Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu knelt toward the empty air beside Jin Mingjun:

“O great, merciful, and unparalleled Angel Lord!”

“There were many people just now, your followers are now kneeling to ask for your blessing!”

The invisible Su Ping watched the prostrate Sect Hierarch, feeling this person was also quite talented.

No wonder he could make something of himself even after becoming a monk halfway through his life.

However…

“You’re kneeling in the wrong direction.”

Su Ping spoke indifferently, gradually materializing the figure of White Crane Child in the air.

Only this time, the avatar had wings.

Whoosh!

Looking at the White Crane Child that seemed to be floating in midair.

Jin Mingjun and the others also fell to their knees.

At first, Jin Mingjun thought that when he was granted a blessing, Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu, who heard the secret admonitions of a Ghostly God, was frightened, so he immediately yielded and admitted defeat after returning to the private chamber.

Unexpectedly… the person who came with him to punish the sect really looked like an angel?

No, that’s not right. How could a real angel be so adorable, so in line with human aesthetics?

That’s just a version of the indescribable beings from ancient times!

Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu, however, didn’t think so much, at least the Alien Gods that were subdued or recognized could be angels.

Even the Lord of Hell could be the Angel King.

He felt that as a member of the Phosphor Church, it was not wrong to call a Ghostly God an angel.

Now seeing the appearance of White Crane Child, he was slightly shocked, then quickly changed the direction of his kneeling and saluted again.

“Angel, eh?”

Su Ping said with a faint smile:

“This honorable title, I neither like nor dislike.”

“But!”

“Do you… even deserve to address me in such manner?”

The White Crane Child’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The temperature of the room’s air suddenly dropped.

At the same time, a pressure came upon Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu, causing him to suddenly collapse onto the carpet.

His entire body trembled uncontrollably, his lips moved as if trying to utter pleas for mercy, but he had no chance to speak out.

Jin Mingjun and the others kept their heads low, their bodies trembling, not daring to interfere.

After a while, when Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu felt as if his bones were about to be crushed, the pressure gradually dissipated.

He gasped for breath with his mouth wide open, a look of relief in his eyes as if he had just been spared his life.

It was also at this moment that the Sect Hierarch truly believed in the existence of the mysterious for the first time.

“You have desecrated me.”

“If you do not wish for your soul after death to still be taken by me for perpetual burning as atonement for thousands of years.”

“Then in life, sign a servitude contract with me.”

Su Ping glanced over these Korean Priests, waved his hand silently, and three scrolls fell down.

These scrolls were all substandard products unsuitable for talisman paper.

The Immortal Text inscribed on them was of no use either.

They were only meant to make ordinary people feel uncomfortable and consume their energy after looking at them for a long time.

Of course, the contract was just something Su Ping made up.

But Su Ping knew that these Korean Priests who dabbled in the Holy Lord Sect would be inherently more trusting in black magic and Demon Theory than the average citizens.

Especially now that the contract came from the hands of an evidently mysterious being.

Jin Mingjun and the Sect Hierarch had no choice but to believe!

“I sign! I will sign!”

After Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu got up and understood Su Ping’s words, he was the first to react, crawling and prostrating at the feet of White Crane Child, biting his finger to write his name on the paper.

Only after writing his name did he look at the Immortal Text on the contract paper.

Finding that he did not recognize any of them and that looking at them made his head dizzy and eyes blurry, even feeling that the words were mocking them after moving around,

Li Yongxiu and Jin Mingjun both inhaled sharply.

In their hearts, they were convinced that the contract was definitely real!

Those words must surely be some kind of special Transcendent text used exclusively for contracts!