Chapter 1894: Biluochun's Coaxing, Yimeng Han's Reverse Coaxing

「Many thanks, Senior Brother, Senior Brother, you can rest assured; from now on, your affairs will be my affairs. For Senior Brother, I would go through fire and water, and hesitate not. 」Yimeng Han almost knelt down; this is a seventh-grade pill, and moreover an extreme top-grade one—such a pill even his master doesn't possess, let alone give it to him.

Seventh-grade pills, the Clear Sky Sect also has them, but only high-level members can enjoy them. For someone of his standing, wanting to possess a seventh-grade pill is pure fantasy. Of course, if he made great contributions to the sect, it wouldn't be impossible, but is that possible?

Pills of this grade, even his master treasures them, reluctant to eat or use them—how could he possibly give one to him? He once fortunately obtained a seventh-grade pill, which he received when he became the sect's Holy Son, a reward from the sect; but it was merely the worst kind of seventh-grade pill, incomparable to the one in his hand.

Whether price or efficacy, or any other aspect, they are completely on different levels.

For such a pill, Senior Brother says he'll give it and does—better than how his master treats him. With such a Senior Brother, who wouldn't cling to his thigh?

「Junior Brother, you're being polite; we are both Holy Sons of the Clear Sky Sect, and we should help each other. Let me put it this way, Junior Brother: follow me, and though I dare not promise anything else, you will never lack pills. 」

「From now on, if you listen to Senior Brother, Senior Brother can let you eat well and drink heartily. 」Biluochun thought highly of Yimeng Han; this junior brother is a talent and must be well utilized—give him a few pills to do work for me, which is more useful than killing him.

Killing him would draw attention; even if he did it flawlessly and secretly, it would be useless—once suspected, Luotian Senior would not let him off. It's that simple, that brutal.

Compared to killing him, winning him over is far more valuable and can save oneself a lot of worry.

It's just a single seventh-grade pill; he can afford it. He has plenty of such pills on hand; next time he accumulates a batch, they can trade again—let alone seventh-grade pills, eighth-grade pills might also be obtainable. If he could secure the position of Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, the resources he could control would be greater, and he would obtain even more pills. Thinking this, Biluochun patted Yimeng Han's shoulder and said: 「Junior Brother, if we brothers join forces and take control of the Clear Sky Sect, then, Senior Brother dare not promise anything else, but helping you advance to the Tribulation Realm will be as easy as waving a hand. 」

「Tribulation Realm? No, Junior Brother, the Tribulation Realm is just the start. Junior Brother, don't you want to become a Saint? As long as you follow my steps, Senior Brother can lead you forward. 」

It's just empty promises; he's good at that. Usually the sect feeds them empty promises, but this time it's reversed—he's feeding Yimeng Han empty promises. This junior brother has great ambition, yet he doesn't have the grand promises of a Saint.

Compared to a Saint, positions like Sect Master or the Tribulation Realm are mere clouds.

「Senior Brother, is this really true? 」Yimeng Han was overcome with excitement, rose to his feet, and stared excitedly at Biluochun.

Biluochun was very pleased with his attitude and continued to coax: 「Naturally it's true; the seventh-grade pills are in your hands. This is my secret as Senior Brother. This time I came to the Mangshan Mountain Range, and Senior Brother traded for a batch of pills. Afterwards our resources will increase, and we can continue trading pills. 」

「Junior Brother, think about it: if we both sit as Sect Masters of the Clear Sky Sect, controlling all its resources, then exchange them for a batch of pills—would our cultivation still lag? 」

「The Tribulation Realm? That's merely the start; surpassing our masters is just a matter of time. 」

「Let me put it this way: this time I came to trade pills and obtained some decent ones—enough for Senior Brother to cultivate to the Tribulation Realm. Junior Brother, would you still doubt Senior Brother? 」

Wealth should not be flaunted; Biluochun naturally knows this. By simply letting slip a sentence, he wants this junior brother to understand one thing: he hasn't deceived him—otherwise, he would have directly given the seventh-grade pill without any hesitation.

Others—can they achieve this?

「Senior Brother, is this really true? 」Yimeng Han's whole body trembled; he was genuinely excited.

He was in an excited state, his face flushed, staring at Biluochun. At this moment, he felt a Saint beckoning him—a Saint, the true titan of Lingzhou, possessing top-tier combat power, capable of suppressing all of Lingzhou.

Within the Clear Sky Sect, there exists no Saint-level being; the presence of a Tribulation Realm cultivator is already remarkable, let alone a Saint.

A Saint, that is an exalted existence, with a long lifespan and command over heaven and earth.

How many people's dreams appear before him at this moment—how could he not be excited?

「Junior Brother, if we brothers join forces, there's nothing we can't do—for the Saint, for our future, we should unite rather than fight internally, not to mention battling each other to the death over a mere Sect Master position. 」

「Senior Brother, you needn't say more—I understand. I won't compete with you for the Sect Master position; all I ask is that, when you obtain pills from your trades, could you give me a batch? 」Yimeng Han didn't want to be Sect Master; he only wanted pills, only strength.

The reason one wants to become Sect Master is because the Sect Master can control most resources to enhance one's strength, but the Sect Master has a downside: being busy, having many affairs to handle, leaving little time for cultivation—for example, the Clear Sky Senior is extremely occupied.

If resources are available, why bother becoming Sect Master? Let Senior Brother take the role; let him do it.

「Huh? 」Biluochun pondered; it seemed becoming Sect Master held no benefit. He fixed his gaze on Yimeng Han and said: 「Junior Brother, this is what I think: later, I will help you take the Sect Master position; you give the resources to me, and I will exchange them for pills for you—how does that sound? 」

「Senior Brother, you should be the Sect Master; I, Junior Brother, lack the ability and cannot handle it. 」Yimeng Han wasn't foolish; he naturally knew being Sect Master was a huge pitfall and couldn't take it.

With pills in hand, who would still want to be Sect Master? Those seventh-grade pills of the sect, in his eyes, have lost their allure.

「Huh? 」Biluochun was speechless; he felt like he had lifted a stone only to drop it on his own foot.

「Junior Brother, you weren't aiming to be Sect Master before—why now……

「Senior Brother, I won't contend with you; I still have self-awareness. In every aspect I fall short of you—you are best suited to be Sect Master. As for me, I'll quietly stay by your side, assist you, and ask for nothing else. 」Yimeng Han spoke righteously.

Biluochun laughed and cried; this junior brother, at this moment, turned out to be clever—neither falling for the trick nor being duped.

「Junior Brother, this won't do; if you don't become Sect Master, Luotian Uncle won't let it slide. Better you take the position—I, Senior Brother, will bear a bit of grievance; anyway, I'm always aggrieved and have grown used to it. 」

「No need—Senior Brother shouldn't bear the grievance; Junior Brother can bear it, Senior Brother cannot. 」Yimeng Han hurriedly interjected, but this couldn't be settled; their mindsets shifted, each wanting the other to become Sect Master and handle affairs, while they themselves would just reap the benefits—wouldn't that be nice?

Insisting on finding suffering for oneself—isn't that masochism?