After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Who would have thought that a quasi-emperor would come to such a small village, and that he was Zhao Lingxiao's master?

"May I ask which quasi-emperor senior has descended? I am unaware of when I offended you!"

Du Shanque knelt on the ground, asking in a terrified tone, while Sun Wenlong behind her had already wet himself in fear.

Lian Ni Chang's cold voice echoed from the heavens, "Offending my lord deserves death."

"My lord?"

Sanya stared blankly at Chen Futu's domineering figure, somewhat mesmerized, muttering to herself, "Is this guy really that awesome? Who exactly is he?"

"Senior, no! I'm willing to submit! I'm willing to submit!"

Du Shanque didn't want to die. She hated this stupid disciple. Although he had some talent, he was also a troublemaker. It was one thing to provoke a Saintly Dao expert, but today he actually provoked a Quasi-Emperor. She was so angry she wanted to kill him.

Lian Ni Chang did not reply, awaiting Chen Fu Tu's decision.

Chen Futu beckoned to Du Shanque, who crawled to him like a dog, smiling obsequiously and humbly, "My lord, if you spare me, I am willing to be your slave, your servant, your ox or your horse."

As an ancient sage, he naturally did not want to lose his life in vain. He had cultivated for so many years, and the quasi-emperor level was not out of reach. If he died now, he would have nothing left.

Chen Futu took out a Three Corpse Brain God Pill and threw it in front of her. "The improved Three Corpse Brain God Pill will take effect once every six months. When it takes effect, you can go to the Sun Moon Divine Cult of the Great Yu Dynasty and ask the Eastern Cult Leader for the antidote. If you have any disloyal thoughts, you will perish instantly. Do you understand?"

"Understood, I'll eat it."

Without hesitation, Du Shanque grabbed the poison pill and swallowed it whole, ignoring the dirt that got on it.

At this moment, Sanya's thoughts echoed in Chen Futu's mind again, "Three Corpse Brain God Pill? Sun Moon Cult, Dongfang Bubai? This parallel world is really interesting. I wonder if Zhang Sanfeng and the others are here."

Hearing this, Chen Futu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The system did a great job, and Sanya had no doubts.

"Ni Chang, go and bring the city lord here."

"Yes, Master."

Lian Ni Chang left, and the demonic lightning that filled the sky suddenly dissipated, restoring peace to the world.

Du Shanque stood up, too uneasy to speak.

Chen Futu said to Zhao Lingxiao and Sanya, "Go, you two kill him."

Sanya asked blankly, "Do I have to go too?"

"If you can kill him, I will take you as my fourth disciple."

"Okay, I will definitely do it!"

Sanya knew this was her chance; a super powerful patron was right in front of her, and she had to cling to him to survive in this world.

Next, Zhao Lingxiao and Sanya ravaged the half-dead Sun Wenlong. Even though Sun Wenlong's cultivation was destroyed, he was still a Great Venerable in body and wouldn't die so easily.

After thinking it over, Sanya and Zhao Lingxiao dragged the person to Mirror Lake and drowned him.

Zhao Lingxiao exclaimed, "Sanya, you're so clever. Ordinary methods really can't kill a Grandmaster. Luckily, he was crippled and can't use his martial arts supernatural powers to breathe underwater."

"That's right, don't you know who I am? I'm going to be your junior sister."

Sanya is now at ease. Having eliminated Sun Wenlong, she can finally curry favor with a powerful figure. Moreover, she has a spiritual spring space, making cultivation easy. She can even grow rare and exotic herbs to sell for money.

When the two returned, Du Shanque looked away, pretending not to have seen her disciple killed.

Just as Chen Futu was about to speak, Sanya knelt down and kowtowed solemnly, saying, "Disciple greets Master."

She was clever and, fearing that Chen Futu might change his mind, she took the initiative to become his disciple.

Chen Futu was both amused and exasperated. "Get up. From this day forward, you will be my fourth disciple. I will change your name to Li..."

"Wait a minute, Master. I don't want to have the surname Li anymore. I want to sever ties with the Li family and choose my own name."

Sanya hated the Li family to the core.

Knowing she wanted to use her original name, Chen Futu teased, "What name do you want? Have you ever read a book or learned to read?"

One sentence left Sanya speechless. She stuck out her tongue guiltily, "Disciple has forgotten that she has never been to school. Please, Master, bestow a name upon her."

Chen Futu carefully listened to her thoughts using his telepathic abilities and indeed heard her muttering, "I almost gave myself away. The original owner of this body was a country girl. How could she possibly have the ability to name herself? But I really want to call back my original name. I am Chen Ranran, you damned Master!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Futu said, "My family name is Chen, so I will name you Chen Ranran. Do you like it?"

"Chen Ranran?"

Sanya stared wide-eyed, doubting she had misheard. She was filled with suspicion. "What the heck? How does this cheap master know my name? Does he know I'm a transmigrator? And isn't his surname Qin? Is he changing his name and going on a journey?"

Chen Futu said with a stern face, "Don't you like it? Then let's choose another one."

"No, no, no, I like it very much. I will call myself Chen Ranran."

She grinned foolishly, secretly boasting to herself about being a chosen one, but Chen Futu pretended not to hear.

Next, Lian Ni Chang brought back the bruised and battered Lord of Blue City.

Du Shan couldn't help but chuckle as she watched the city lord being dealt with.

The city lord knelt on the ground and humbly said to Chen Futu, "I am Lin Changqing, the lord of Blue City, and I pay my respects to Mr. Qin."

"Ni Chang, I told you to go and invite the city lord, why did you still attack him?" Chen Futu raised an eyebrow and asked. Lian Ni Chang replied, "He was quite arrogant. This little ancient saint insisted on fighting me, so I beat him up. Now he's not behaving himself."

"Yes, yes, yes, well done, fairy! I was blind and did not recognize the true god."

What else could Lin Changqing say?

How could he dare to question a quasi-emperor level expert? The fact that the person didn't kill him is because his ancestors must have kowtowed to him until their heads bled.

"I summoned the city lord to inform you that from this day forward, Mirror Lake has a new owner."

Chen Futu waved his hand, and Zhao Dagou was pulled over. "The eldest young master of the Zhao family is the new master of Mirror Heart Lake. You must take good care of him. If anything goes wrong, you will bear the consequences."

"I dare not, I will obey Mr. Qin's decree."

Lin Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't deprived of his position as city lord.

In fact, Chen Futu did this for two reasons: firstly, Zhao Dagou was considered half his disciple, and secondly, to relieve Zhao Lingxiao's worries so that he could focus on his cultivation without having to worry about his family's safety.

Zhao Dagou wanted to refuse, but his mother understood Chen Futu's plan, so she pulled her eldest son down to kneel and kowtow, accepting all the property of Jingxin Lake.

After finishing his business here, Zhao Lingxiao instructed his mother and elder brother before setting off that they should not be cowardly anymore and should not be bullied by the old lady and the others again. If they encountered any problems that they could not solve, they should go to Lord Lin and Du Shanque, or go to Mingyue Pavilion and mention Mr. Qin's name. Mingyue Pavilion would definitely provide assistance.

With that, Chen Futu's business at Mirror Lake was finished, and he could now set off for the Celestial Realm.

Zhao Lingxiao and Chen Ranran followed along; they needed to witness a wider world.