Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me-Chapter 1598 - 1597: Receiving Benefits

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Chapter 1598: Chapter 1597: Receiving Benefits

Wang Ye was well aware that the other party was merely trying to get close for now.

He did his best to cooperate.

The disguised Lin Celestial Honor from the Demon Race unexpectedly turned out to be quite articulate, and upon seeing that Wang Ye didn’t want to chat, immediately offered three extremely tempting benefits.

His right hand revealed three red jade stones, the first of which could provide a significant boost to one’s Divine Soul, allowing one to face numerous opponents at critical moments and continuously employ Dharma Aspect techniques.

The second was a crystal-clear pill that, once ingested, would cause the whole body to turn red, maintaining one’s cultivation strength two major levels above their current state for a day.

As for the third, it appeared like the root of a white flower, capable of continuously growing rare Spiritual Medicine.

In such a situation, an average person would continue the conversation.

Wang Ye was no exception.

However, considering the bigger picture, he still shook his head in refusal.

After all, the other party had ulterior motives, necessitating caution.

Lin Celestial Honor was slightly surprised to see the young man in front of him being so non-receptive.

He approached with kind words, repeatedly expressing his desire to give away these items.

To demonstrate sincerity, he kept infusing them with Spiritual Power, quickly causing the three treasures to emit an irresistible allure for any cultivator.

Indeed, treasures are something no one would ever have too much of.

Yet, his attempt was futile.

After being rejected once or twice, Lin Celestial Honor started suspecting something amiss.

He had no choice but to keep the treasures and, with a benevolent demeanor, intended to ask Wang Ye if he had any concerns.

This remark seemed caring but was essentially harboring murderous intent.

As a disguised strong figure from the Demon Race, vigilance is paramount.

He had already noticed some clues from his interaction with Wang Ye and understood whether he should act.

But at that moment, Wang Ye could only sigh.

"It’s not that I don’t want these treasures; it’s just that if I take them, the other disciples would likely become envious. What explanation could I offer then?"

Wang Ye looked genuinely helpless.

After speaking, he glanced at Lin Celestial Honor, who was acting as the Demon Race.

Hearing this, a change occurred in Lin Celestial Honor’s eyes.

Anyone reasonable would have guessed the implied meaning of these words:

Clearly, simply gifting treasures to Wang Ye alone wouldn’t be practical.

Therefore, the gifts should be given to everyone.

Before he could say more, the fake Lin Celestial Honor’s smile suddenly stiffened, with a hint of barely noticeable bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Ye coldly chuckled inwardly, continuing to provide plausible explanations.

His eyes were full of worry, mentioning the drastic drop in cultivation among all the members of the Human Clan Heavenly Gods Temple, implying that without proper response, significant issues would arise.

After a brief supplement, he glanced again at the fake Lin Celestial Honor.

Unexpectedly, the opponent remained calm.

Clearly, these words hadn’t yet touched upon the opponent’s sore spots, hence this individual appeared unaffected.

Nonetheless, as the second-in-command within the Human Clan Heavenly Gods Temple, Wang Ye naturally knew many things that troubled the higher-ups.

He listed them one by one, assigning them to the fake Lin Celestial Honor for handling.

These seemingly simple but grave matters proved to be very complicated when addressing, leaving little time to consider numerous issues.

Just one problem caused the matter to become a topic of ongoing discussion between them.

Wang Ye cleverly kept the conversation away from deeper core issues, thus maintaining control over the discourse and forcing the fake Lin Celestial Honor to constantly respond.

"Hold on, tackle these minor issues later. I have something else to discuss with you."

The fake Lin Celestial Honor spoke while already gesturing for Wang Ye to follow him into a secret chamber.

This approach was evidently problematic.

"Just as well, all disciples are feeling discouraged in their cultivation training today, why not call them over together!"

Wang Ye’s words barely finished before the other party’s expression turned even sourer.

Because the fake Lin Celestial Honor saw that the young man in front of him had already sent out a transmission.

Faced with such a gainful opportunity, Wang Ye certainly wouldn’t simply let it slip.

In less than the time it takes to draw three breaths, hundreds of elite disciples from the Heavenly God Temple of the Human Race had appeared.

However, they didn’t know the reason for being summoned here?

The crowd was filled with confusion, eager to discern the purpose of today’s gathering.

Some seemed to have guessed the crucial point, pointing at the fake Lin Celestial Honor, indicating that benefits were to be distributed to everyone.

Once they spoke, murmurs began amid the surrounding people.

They all speculated whether assembling so many was in preparation for something major?

The hundreds of elite disciples brimmed with anticipation, eager to get face-to-face with the fake Lin Celestial Honor.

Such demeanor and behavior already left the fake Lin Celestial Honor in a difficult position.

As the Demon Race, despite disguising himself as Lin Celestial Honor, he couldn’t expose his true self.

Thus, to appease so many, naturally, he had to demonstrate some sincerity.

This sincerity manifested in the form of various treasures in his hands.

Instantly, hundreds of disciples began cheering, scrambling to get close to the fake Lin Celestial Honor.

In mere moments, they had obtained a generous amount of benefits.

"Since you’ve received your benefits, you may return to cultivation now; be sure not to slack off."

"Yes!"

The hundreds of elite disciples bowed and responded.

They intended to leave but heard Wang Ye suddenly step forward to explain that the fake Lin Celestial Honor wanted to offer guidance on cultivation matters.

He disclosed that earlier, the two planned to converse in a secret chamber.

This move made Wang Ye seem rather different, even somewhat deliberately difficult.

Nevertheless, he had seized upon the fake Lin Celestial Honor’s weakness, the reluctance to disclose true identity, forcing a reluctant agreement.

The individual simmered inwardly with anger, though outwardly calm.

No matter how he schemed, the situation played right into Wang Ye’s hands, leaving him no choice but to bring out all sorts of treasures.

These actions made the hundreds of disciples believe that the temple had changed, implying more resources for cultivation.

Yet simply having these wasn’t enough; to truly make the demon posing as Lin Celestial Honor uncomfortable, he needed to become a sparring partner.

"The temple endured a poisoning incident this time, causing all disciples to lose their cultivation drive. Why don’t you help them out by serving as a sparring opponent, so these disciples can enhance their skills faster, and the temple members foster greater unity?"

Wang Ye’s words prompted a subtle flash of killing intent in the fake Lin Celestial Honor’s eyes.

But to maintain his disguise, he could only attempt to dismiss the suggestion, trying not to expose his Demon Race identity.

Yet the hundreds of nearby disciples persisted, leaving him utterly without recourse.

As a demon, he lacked the experience needed to deal with such numerous disciples’ requests.

After all, at this moment, his disguise was as the greatest entity within the Human Clan Heavenly Gods Temple, necessitating some sacrifices.

Thus, amidst the eager anticipation of many disciples, he reluctantly nodded.

The demon inwardly wished to tear Wang Ye limb from limb, yet he had to maintain a kindly and genial façade, led by the hundreds of elite disciples onto the practice grounds.