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He eagerly looked at Mo Beichen, his expression full of praise, and nodded his head in agreement: "Alright, this old man has wrongly accused Chief Mo. He had just taken the seat of honor at such a young age, yet he was already in such a hurry to help the sect. I can understand that, but it's worth everyone's praise.

Since he is so confident, I think we should not dampen his enthusiasm and confidence. In my opinion, why don't we decide on this!

If he could complete the mission, then it would be a great achievement for the sect to resolve this crisis. The sect couldn't be stingy about this, and should reward him instead.

But correspondingly, if you fail, it would be equivalent to bringing shame to the sect, and even making my Cold Martial Sect in an even more precarious situation. Then you, who have committed a grave mistake, cannot stay out of this, you must be severely punished to make an example for others!

How about it, Chief Mo, I didn't know you would dare to accept this mission?

If you're scared, you'd better give up now. We believe no one will laugh at you for that, and no one will look down on you. In case you boast now, when the time comes, you will not be able to explain yourself any further and refuse to accept the punishment, making others mock you. "

Smiling at Mo Beichen, Elder Chen first praised him, then revealed his fangs, forcing him to speak, wanting to use provocation to trick him.

Now that the words had come to this, did Mo Beichen really have any choice?

If he really chose to give up, then the prestige and approval that he had painstakingly built would immediately crumble, and he might even lose his first seat.

The Sect Leader's face was calm as he listened attentively the whole time. He neither objected nor expressed approval.

When Elder Chen finished speaking, everyone's gaze turned to Mo Beichen, causing him to feel an invisible pressure.

Old ghost Chen, as expected, you jumped the fiercest.

And that old man, he seems to be with you too. Do you think you can take the opportunity to suppress me by grabbing my painful feet? Unfortunately, your hopes are doomed to fail …

Mo Beichen's expression did not change as he revealed a big smile. He opened his arms and grinned: "Why would I not dare? I was the one who made this suggestion.

I agree with Elder Chen's suggestion. There are rewards and there are penalties, this is very fair. But, I want to know, if I can do it, what kind of reward can the sect give me? "

"Aren't you happy too early? You haven't even picked all eight of these words and you already want to be rewarded? Since you've made your promise, the sect will definitely not go back on your word. Elder Chen shook his head, secretly ridiculing Mo Beichen for thinking that he was a petty person, acting like he was a noble.

"No no, I just want to know what the reward is in advance. This way, my motivation will be even greater." Since you already intend to reward me, isn't it a big deal to tell me in advance? Furthermore, if I am able to successfully resolve this crisis, the sect cannot be too stingy. Otherwise, no one will take such a huge risk in the future and work hard for the Cold Martial Sect anymore. "

Mo Beichen was not stupid, if he did not first agree on the conditions, then what if they took something out to send him away, he would really have no place to cry.

There were so many reputable people present right now. As long as they made a promise, there would definitely be no possibility of it changing. It was because he was sure of this that Mo Beichen insisted on his own opinion, and smiled at the Sect Leader who sat upright.

"That crafty kid …"

Looking at Mo Beichen's confident gaze, Han Beiwang laughed in his heart as he scolded him. He thought to himself, As long as you agree to our previous agreement, what isn't yours in this Cold Martial Sect? He was actually planning something right now. What a greedy fellow!

However, he pretended to be serious and deep in thought. Finally, he nodded and said, "Chief Mo is right. Since he wanted to reward them in accordance with the theory of cultivation, then he had to first discuss the conditions for the rewards.

This matter has a major impact on my Cold Martial Sect, and has an extraordinary effect. If you are able to do what you have promised, then I will allow you to cultivate in one of the Spirit Level Martial Skill. "

As soon as his words fell, the surroundings instantly became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was shocked, they did not expect the Sect Leader to be so generous, and was willing to take out the two remaining Spirit Level Martial Skill s, so Mo Beichen could choose one of them.

To Cold Martial Sect, this could even be considered the highest reward!

Many of them started to breathe rapidly, their faces started to turn red, staring straight at Mo Beichen, their eyes filled with jealousy and hate.

Feeling the gazes of the people around him on him become somewhat sharp, as if countless sharp blades were pressing against his side, Mo Beichen was shocked. Like everyone else, he felt extremely surprised.

He was very clear on what the Spirit Level Martial Skill meant to the Cold Martial Sect, and being willing to use it as a reward showed that the Cold Martial Sect's situation was already at a state where there was no time to delay. Otherwise, the Sect Master would not be so generous.

Among all the more than ten people present, the strongest battle strength was already included. Including the Sect Leader, only four people had managed to cultivate the Spirit Level Martial Skill, so it could be seen how valuable it was.

Didn't he see the longing in those people's eyes?

Seeing the deep expectations and worry in the Sect Leader's eyes, Mo Beichen, who was smiling all along and did not pay much attention to this matter, started to take it seriously.

Regarding the past, the Sect Leader had already humbly spoken to him and even made a promise to make any disciple go crazy for it.

However, Mo Beichen still maintained the relationship in his heart. He always treated this as a transaction between both sides, and did not have any other feelings.

After all, he was not a saint. Last time, he was willing to forgive Yang Li for the first time, and that had already crossed his bottom line. In normal times, when's gaze would accidentally make contact with Yang Li, the expression of fear and hatred would cause Mo Beichen to feel extremely unsatisfied in his heart.

It was already a foregone conclusion that it would be impossible for him to get rid of Yang Li now. Not only would it ruin his reputation, it would also create a negative image of him breaking his promise and being ruthless in the eyes of Su Qingyu and the others.

Seeing the worry on everyone's faces, Mo Beichen had no choice but to put away his disapproving attitude and begin to treat them seriously.

He knew that if it was another person, the Sect Leader would not necessarily take out the Spirit Level Martial Skill as a reward. He was doing this mostly to help himself, hoping that he could grow as fast as possible so that he could take charge of himself and give his all for Cold Martial Sect.

"Sect Leader, isn't this reward too high? As the foundation of my Cold Martial Sect, the Spirit Level Martial Skill cannot be easily spread out! "

Upon seeing the astonishing reward, Elder Chen immediately became anxious.

As one of the only people who had cultivated the Spirit Level Martial Skill, Elder Chen clearly knew its power.

Mo Beichen's growth was already shocking, his strength was so strong that it was outrageous. If he was given the Spirit Level Martial Skill, he would be able to shit and pee on his own head soon, Elder Chen did not want to see that happen.

At this time, he faintly regretted his previous actions of adding fuel to the fire. He only hoped that he wouldn't make a mistake, otherwise he would definitely be so depressed that he vomited blood!

"Do you think this reward is too high? As long as you are present, no matter who is able to fulfill Chief Mo's promise, they can still cultivate the Spirit Level Martial Skill.

But, if he failed the mission, he would have to get rid of all his identities, and hand over everything he got from the Cold Martial Sect, and from then on, he would be removed from the Cold Martial Sect!

Then, who would be willing to accept this challenge? "

The Sect Leader's gaze was cold, like a bottomless cold pond, capable of freezing a person into an ice sculpture.

Hearing his words, everyone stopped talking, the fanaticism on their faces also disappeared like a tide, all of them looked at Mo Beichen gloating, their hearts filled with sympathy.