Bu Ting chuckled, "Saintess, you're mistaken!"

"Why did I, Bu, follow the Holy Lord? Of course, for meritorious service, to be granted a title and secure my descendants' future."

"Unfortunately, my strength is insufficient. Once the Heavenly Soul returns, I fear there will be no place for me beside the Holy Lord. At this time, if I don't receive a reward, will I even have another chance?"

Before He Lingbo could speak, Bu Ting continued, "Saintess, please don't tell me that you will definitely ask the Holy Lord to reward me. That's just to fool children. I want a real reward."

He Lingbo sighed, "Mr. Bu, you're emulating Wang Jian! Rest assured, the Holy Lord is not the kind of ruler who is prone to suspect his subordinates."

Bu Ting simply looked at He Lingbo, smiling but silent.

Historically, only foolish rulers do not suspect their subordinates. The wiser the ruler, the more suspicious they are.

He Lingbo was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Alright! I will make the decision for the Holy Lord and reward you with a country. Are you satisfied now?"

"Of course, I am satisfied!" Bu Ting laughed. "I wonder, can the Saintess give me proof?"

He Lingbo sneered, "Very well! I will go and get an imperial decree for you right away."

Bu Ting said, "There's no need to give me the imperial decree. Just give it directly to Bu Huangquan! I estimate that after this mission, I won't have the life to enjoy a country. The future marquises of the Bu family will have to rely on Bu Huangquan!"

He Lingbo nodded slightly. "A reasonable request! Then I shall take my leave!"

Bu Ting bowed slightly. "Farewell, Saintess!"

After He Lingbo left, Ying Gou suddenly laughed wildly, "Who would have thought! Teng She, who has always been aloof and proud, would also stoop so low?"

Bu Ting smiled, "It's not shameful to submit to the strong!"

"People must remember their place. If you only have three parts strength, don't seek seven parts ambition."

"By following the Holy Lord, my Bu family can be marquises for generations. What could I gain by following an emperor?"

"If the tribulation is failed, my Bu family will be destroyed. If the tribulation succeeds, we will only return to being sorcerers."

"What is my reason for risking my life? The heart of a sorcerer? Or ideals and beliefs?"

"Don't be silly, only fools believe in those things."

"In this world, whether it is loyalty or betrayal, there must be sufficient reason."

"Just like you, Ying Gou, you betrayed the emperor, didn't you have your reasons too?"

"It's a pity that the Holy Lord can give me what I want, but the Holy Lord will not give you what you want."

"Therefore, you can only serve as nourishment for the Jianmu tree."

As Bu Ting spoke, he had already activated the Earth Master's spell formation. The three tree roots that pierced into Ying Gou's wound were like the tentacles of three demonic beasts, dragging him into the depths of the roots despite his screams.

Before long, a stream of water with a strong Yin energy surged out from that area of roots.

Bu Ting looked at the surging water, shaking his head and saying, "Transforming a small plot of land into a vast ocean, not bad, not bad. I never expected that I, Bu Ting, would have the opportunity to perform the Earth Master's ultimate secret technique in my lifetime. I have no regrets in this life!"

Bu Ting walked towards Jiang Chen with his hands behind his back. "General Jiang Chen, it's your turn."

"To be honest, among the Eight Guards of Thick Earth, the only person I admire is you, General."

"It's a pity that you don't understand the principle of choosing a good tree to roost on. You still followed the wrong person!"

"General Jiang Chen, may you rest in peace!"

Bu Ting drew a dagger and cut his finger, then pointed it at the Jianmu tree roots.

Just as Bu Ting was about to twist his finger to change the secret text, he suddenly heard He Lingbo shout, "Mr. Bu, wait!"

He Lingbo, who had returned, quickly walked up to Bu Ting and said, "Mr. Bu, I suddenly remembered that I wrote a secret text incorrectly. That's why I rushed back!"

"Fortunately, I came back in time, otherwise, it would have been a big mistake!"

Although Bu Ting did not speak, his face was ashen.

Black Night Owl laughed and said, "Bu Ting, you see? This is the end of a betrayer. Your master never trusted you!"

He Lingbo sneered, not responding, but hurriedly changed the runes before slapping Jiang Chen's heavenly spirit with a palm.

After a loud bang, like a heavy palm striking refined iron, Jiang Chen's eyes also became涣散.

At first glance, he looked like a living dead person who had lost his soul. Apart from his eyeballs still being able to move, there was no vitality in his eyes.

Bu Ting asked in confusion, "What is the Saintess doing?"

He Lingbo said, "Jiang Chen is too strong. If I don't disperse his divine consciousness, it will easily lead to further complications."

"Moreover, the Holy Lord only needs Jiang Chen's body to cultivate the Jianmu tree. Isn't it better if he doesn't have divine consciousness?"

Bu Ting frowned. "That makes sense, but without divine consciousness, Jiang Chen may be difficult to control the Jianmu tree. I don't have the ability to control corpses!"

He Lingbo smiled. "Mr. Bu, if you can't control corpses, can't you possess them?"

"Now that Jiang Chen's divine consciousness has been dispersed, isn't this the best time for Mr. Bu to possess and control Jiang Chen?"

As He Lingbo spoke, she had already placed her hand on her waist, staring intently at Bu Ting. Her posture was as if she might draw her weapon at any moment and kill Bu Ting on the spot.