Chapter 825 (2/2)

Mandela turned her golden eyes toward Mu Chen, then said, “As the Ceremony of Bestowing Lordship has been concluded, I announce that, from this day onward, Mu Chen shall be the 10th Lord of the Daluo Territory.”

Countless envious eyes instantly focused on Mu Chen. To become a lord of the Daluo Territory at his young age was no regular feat!

The lords nodded and sighed, while Lord Blood Hawk observed Mu Chen with jealousy and regret. He obviously had not expected Mu Chen’s growth to be so rapid. If he had known, he would have been more careful to not have irked Mu Chen. After all, provoking a foe with such potential was an extremely foolish thing to do!

“As the 10th Lord, you will have the right to build your own force.” Mandela looked at Mu Chen.

Generally, if one becomes a lord, they gain access to abundant resources from the Daluo Territory. With these resources, Mu Chen could build a force on par with the other Nine Lords. But, of course, time was required to develop such a force.

All eyes were on Mu Chen, especially those from Nine Nether Palace. They stared straight at Mu Chen, their eyes filled with worry and reluctance.

As Mu Chen builds his own force, he will have to leave Nine Nether Palace. He will also have to relinquish his position as the commander of Nine Nether Palace. No matter how good the relationship between his future force and Nine Nether Palace is, it will never be the same as being a part of the family.

After all, Mu Chen had only been in the Daluo Territory for a year, which all of Nine Nether Palace knew all too well. Hence, without Mu Chen having gone through life-and-death battles again and again, his position at Nine Nether Palace would not be exalted as rapidly.

“Hehe, you’re awesome, Mu Chen! You’ve become a lord so soon!” Tang Rou was a naive girl, so she was laughing gently, feeling happy for Mu Chen.

Upon hearing this, Tang Bing could only roll her eyes at her scatterbrained younger sister. Her reaction was to cross her arms, as she was slightly puffed with anger.

She did not take a single look at the rather smug Mu Chen. She knew that losing Mu Chen was a great blow to Nine Nether Palace. But, she also understood that she couldn’t blame Mu Chen, as the position of a lord is vastly superior to that of a commander.

Surprisingly, Nine Nether was the calmest of all. She did not worry, but looked at Mu Chen with a smile.

She had a deep relationship with Mu Chen, as the linking of their blood made it almost as if they shared a single body. As such, she did not mind if Mu Chen were to build his own force.

In the sky, Mu Chen was slightly stunned by Mandela’s official proclamation. He quickly turned towards the people of Nine Nether Palace.

Looking at their gazes, he spoke with a smile. “I shall not build my own force, and I will stay in Nine Nether Palace. This should not affect the resources that I can access, right?”

He understood how complicated it would be to build a force after a year in Nine Nether Palace. If he put his effort in that direction, it would definitely affect his cultivation. So, it was obvious that he would not be so foolish as to ruin his own future for a force.

What’s more, he was free to use any power within the Nine Nether Palace. Nine Nether would not stop him from doing whatever he pleased. So, he clearly did not have to leave.

Mu Chen decided with a clear reasoning, but many powerful individuals were shocked after hearing this. This was the first time that they had seen a person decline the opportunity to build a force. After all, having one’s own force meant possession of a personal army!

The people of Nine Nether Palace were stupefied as well, but they broke into cheers after a short while. The whole of Nine Nether Palace looked at Mu Chen with eagerness and excitement. They had not expected Mu Chen to give up his chance to create his own force, choosing instead to stay with Nine Nether Palace!

Tang Bing could not help but stare at Mu Chen in shock, her lips twitching slightly. “What an idiot.”

Despite her words, she could not hide the joy in her eyes. At least this fella seems to have a good conscience, not making her efforts in collecting sovereign spiritual liquid droplets to help his cultivation come to naught!

Nine Nether lips also curled into a smile. This answer did not seem to surprise her. Still, her gaze toward Mu Chen seemed to have softened.

In the sky, Mandela looked at Mu Chen with a surprised expression. She then exclaimed with laughter, “Do what you want. Since you have given up your right to build a force, those resources shall be added to the share of Nine Nether Palace. So, of course, you will have the right to use them as you please.”

Mu Chen nodded, swiftly moving closer to Mandela in order to speak to her in a whisper. “Compared to all those things, I am more concerned about my reward for this mission… hehe.”

At the end of his sentence, Mu Chen smiled sheepishly, then rubbed his fingers in front of Mandela. The thing he desired most at that moment was, naturally, the Ten Divine Beast Blood Essence that he required for his cultivation of the Dragon-Phoenix Scripture.

Looking at the salivating Mu Chen, Mandela did not know whether to laugh or cry, so she simply rolled her eyes.

“Don’t worry, you’ll have your fair share.”