Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 155

Jiang Shou silently gave Han Changkong a thumbs up in his heart.

He even charged money for sleeping with his junior sister.

Is the world going crazy now?

Wang Yiting and Guo Sisi also looked confused.

Especially Guo Sisi, does she have to pay spirit stones to do that with the senior brother?

Then those peak masters and elders were too embarrassed to look at it.

Han Tianhai's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Can this guy really be the Son of God?

You won’t turn my Wendao Sect into a brothel, will you?

So he coughed lightly.

"Holy Son, do you have the confidence to manage the Daodao Sect well?"

Han Changkong and Shangguan Xue were still chatting in whispers.

Han Changkong whispered:

"Junior sister, who is our sect's Holy Son?"

Shangguan Xue was stunned?

This is really a problem.

So he shook his head.

"I don't know either, but she should be the eldest sister or eldest brother from some peak."

Zhong Wan also had a puzzled look on her face.

Who is our Zong Shengzi?

So he looked at the senior sisters or brothers from several peaks.

At this time, Shang Tiemin, who was still asking Wu Feng, said carelessly:

"Nephew Han, the Sect Master is calling you."

Shang Tiemin knew very well who the Holy Son was.

Protected secretly for so long.

Although the person was lost later.

Han Changkong was stunned?

Then he stared at Han Tianhai with a puzzled look.

Bow with your hands:

"Master, are you calling me kid?"

Han Tianhai was so angry at this moment.

I can hardly hold back the smile at the corners of my mouth.

But he still suppressed the anger in his heart.

He said in a gentle tone:

"Changkong, do you have the confidence to manage the sect well?"

Han Changkong was confused?

What does this mean?

Then he looked at everyone present.

It's like seeing a new bride.

They all look kind?

Zhong Wan finally reacted at this time.

This kid is the Holy Son.

So he quickly sent a message to Han Changkong.

"You are the Holy Son."

Han Changkong felt numb all over.

I'm fine as fuck.

When did you become the Son of God?

Is there such a poor Holy Son?

But he still apologized on the surface when answering Han Tianhai's words.

"Master, how can a junior like Han Changkong be qualified to manage such a large business? After training for a few thousand more years, I should be able to handle it."

All the elders and peak masters were stunned.

Thousands of years.

For those of us who have no hope of achieving Mahayana, the grass on our graves is probably two meters high.

Han Tianhaiqi's hands were shaking.

This guy is obviously lazy. What can't he do?

With so many peak masters and elders assisting, even a pig can handle things.

Then he spoke:

"As the Son of God, this is your responsibility and cannot be shirked."

All the elders and peak masters hurried to congratulate him.

"Son, you are young and promising."

"Congratulations!"

"I said that the Saint Son of the Daoist Sect has the qualities of a great emperor."

"Yes, yes."

This?

I haven't even fucking agreed yet.

Is this a forced sale?

Then he clasped his fist and said:

"Thank you, Sect Master, for giving me this opportunity. I hope all the elders and peak masters will cooperate with me in the future."

"As I should."

Han Tianhai waved his hand, and the hall became quiet again.

"Now that this matter has been decided, what plans does the Holy Son have for our sect over the next ten years?"

Han Changkong could hardly hold it in any longer.

We haven't even started work yet, and we have to make a plan?

Still a ten-year plan?

Besides, I don’t know how to plan.

If you have to plan, there is only one word.

苟！

But there are so many people in the sect to support, we can’t just sit back and enjoy all the food.

I don't know how to plan it, but isn't this a lazy way to do it casually?

So he cleared his throat.

"Since the sect has entrusted such an important matter to the younger generation, I, as a junior disciple, should seek the opinions of the elders.

Therefore, the heads and elders of each peak handed me a jade slip containing the sect's ten-year development plan.

Let's pick five and then vote on them.

What do you think, elders?"

Han Tianhai's eyes lit up.

Holy shit, why the hell didn't I think of that before?

Then, the idea of ​​beating Han Changkong up disappeared.

The more I look at this guy, the more I like him.

The scalps of the peak masters and elders tingled.