Chapter 2811: Is He Really One of Us?

Can you share a few of those immortal elixirs with us master and disciple? We don't have a single one.

Just after they had settled the matter, Yun Xiantai spoke up.

Upon hearing this, the people around all turned to look at Yun Xiantai and his companions, and that heavenly official, with a strange look, asked.

You're all together, right?

Yeah, we're together.

Huh???

Seeing Yun Xiantai nod, everyone felt something was off—damn, you guys are in cahoots; with so many people, you can't even scrape together a single immortal elixir, and just now you were guaranteeing jack shit.

You don't even have an immortal elixir—where did you get that confidence just now?

He felt a mix of emotions inside, but since things had come to this, that heavenly official gave Yun Xiantai a deep look, then silently took out a jade bottle from his space ring and handed it to him, after which he spoke in a low voice.

If you dare to deceive me, I will definitely drag you down with me before I die.

Don't worry, I've already said it—I can guarantee it with my life.

Heh…………

Hearing that, the heavenly official's mouth twitched, and he said nothing more—'You all, with so many people, can't even gather a single immortal elixir; what a load of bullshit.'

But these words are meaningless now; I just hope Hong Zun really has a way.

Afterward, everyone reluctantly swallowed the immortal elixirs and began to fully restore their spiritual power.

Six Shíchén passed in the blink of an eye; when the time came, Hong Zun rose to his feet and loudly shouted in a pretentious manner.

Everyone up, don't slack off—quick, keep going, don't mess up the lord's important affair.

Huh???

That remark is fine and matches the plan, but seeing Hong Zun's smug 'petty man triumphant' expression, everyone felt something was off.

Is this guy just acting, or is he really a traitor?

However, the leading heavenly officials didn't object, and naturally no one else would openly sabotage the plan, after all it concerns everyone's life and death.

Immediately, everyone cooperated, following Hong Zun's shout, and began to work, pouring all the spiritual power they had just recovered into that white light sphere.

At the same time, the mysterious person in the cabin looked at the companion who had just come to his side and smiled.

How about that—my vision isn't bad, huh?

Heh, can only say he's a petty, cowardly wretch.

Haha, sometimes this petty person is far more useful than a gentleman—if he can help me work, he's a good person.

Do as you please, just don't cause any trouble.

What kind of waves do you think he can stir up?

With absolute strength advantage, there's no need to worry too much about these petty schemes; after thinking, the other mysterious person also didn't say more.

A mere group of acquired races could hardly stir up any big waves.

Moreover, efficiency has indeed improved considerably now; it looks like a good thing, with no reason to oppose.

Next, the human side will follow a cycle of resting six Shíchén, then working two Shíchén, repeating.

Even with the aid of immortal elixirs, such high-intensity pressure still leaves everyone feeling drained.

On the contrary, Hong Zun—perhaps because he's done well—has earned ever greater esteem from that mysterious person.

They even exempted him from contributing spiritual power, and at this point further invited him to sit on the deck of the immortal vessel to drink tea together.

Naturally, the immortal tea was produced by Hong Zun—the human race's immortal tea.

That mysterious person took a light sip, then said calmly.

Not bad.

Hearing that, Hong Zun beside him immediately grinned, revealing a fawning smile.

As long as you like it, my lord.

You've done well; I'm satisfied. Keep it up, and after we succeed, I guarantee your safety.

Thank you, my lord.

But don't slack off.

Of course.

After a round of admonishment, the two began to chat; of course, most of the time Hong Zun was flattering that mysterious person in every way he could, which the latter greatly enjoyed.

But while they were talking, the mysterious person suddenly collected his smile and glanced faintly at a Heavenly Palace cultivator in the crowd.

A flash of cold light passed through his eyes.

All along, though the mysterious person seemed not to pay much attention to everyone, in reality, if anyone held back even slightly, he could detect it through minute changes in spiritual power.

As for that Heavenly Palace cultivator, from a quarter hour ago, his speed of pouring spiritual power had been a bit slower than the others.

Although it wasn't much, he was indeed holding back, and to the mysterious person that amounted to laziness—begging for death.

He was about to strike directly and blast this person to death—after all, he's just an ant; if he won't obey, kill him, no great loss.

But before the mysterious person could act, Hong Zun, quick-eyed and quick-handed, rose immediately and shouted angrily.

What are you doing? Trying to slack off? Asking to die?

He unleashed a tirade at that Heavenly Palace cultivator; hearing it, the man dared not hold back any longer and exerted his full strength.

He was merely filled with resentment inside.

However, Hong Zun didn't care about that; after his scolding, he turned to the mysterious person and smiled.

My lord, some damned fools have water in their brains and can't tell priorities—rest assured, I will certainly keep them in line.

Seeing Hong Zun's reprimand, the mysterious person refrained from acting and nodded lightly.

Hmm.

Watching Hong Zun chatting and laughing with the mysterious person, and seeing his earlier arrogant, bully‑like expression, many in the crowd couldn't help but mutter complaints under their breath.

「Is this guy actually one of us? 」

「Yeah, the more I look at him, the more he looks like a traitor. 」

「You see him chatting so happily with that guy—this damn seems like there's a plan? 」

Many people are feeling increasingly uncertain; no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like one of us—definitely a traitor.

Only those few Heavenly Palace Celestial Officials remained calm and silent.

One of them even secretly sent a voice transmission to the dissatisfied, shouting.

「All shut up; if anyone is secretly holding back, I don't need Hong Zun—I'll take care of him myself. 」

Since the plan has been set, just carry it out. Moreover, that idiot earlier actually tried to be clever, thinking of secretly retaining some spiritual power.

What he's thinking, those few Heavenly Officials know all too well.

It's nothing more than preserving spiritual power so that next time he recovers, he can save an immortal pill.

With leftover spiritual power as a backup, just taking ordinary pills will allow a full recovery.

He's just an idiot—what time is it now, still thinking about all that nonsense? To save an immortal pill, he'd end up sacrificing his life—is that worth it?

He can't even figure out such a simple calculation—that's what a real idiot is.

As for Hong Zun, his earlier tirade didn't make those Heavenly Officials more suspicious; on the contrary, it increased their trust in him.

This guy is probably not a traitor; he's truly one of us.

That's why they stepped forward to speak up for Hong Zun.

When a Heavenly Official spoke up, those complaining Heavenly Palace cultivators naturally dared not say anything else, all exerting their full effort, not daring to have any ulterior motives.

At the same time, while speaking, Hong Zun seized the opportunity, smiling as he opened his mouth to speak.

「Sir, our human race's immortal tea is not bad, but the immortal brew is absolutely superb. 」