Heavenly War God Returns To City

0Selfish, greedy, vicious seeds quickly took root in his narrow heart and germinated, finally breaking through the last barrier in his heart!    

    

I am the number one warrior of the Red Cloaked Cult. Whether it is in terms of cultivation or leading troops to war, what part of him is like me?    

    

He only knows how to flatter and please his godfather. He is just a bootlicker!    

    

Everything that belongs to me, I will definitely take it back!    

    

Sanzhu Zarro was publicly acknowledged as the number one warrior in the Church of the Red Shirt. He was similar to the top martial arts scholar. His cultivation was extremely vigorous and he fought bravely. He deserved the title of the number one warrior!    

    

He did not think that he was a boorish man who only knew how to fight fiercely and fiercely.    

    

He was very clear in his heart that if he openly rebelled now, the godfather would only need to move a finger to turn him into ashes.    

    

After all, he was the number one warrior. Compared to the entire Red Shirt, he was at most a relatively larger ant.    

    

He had not inflated to the point of thinking that he already had the ability to openly oppose the entire Red Shirt.    

    

He had put in a lot of effort in this campaign. He had eliminated several old enemies that had been pestering the Church of the Red Shirt for a long time. A year later, he had returned with a large batch of wealth that he had seized.    

    

After returning, he had not been proud of his achievements. Instead, he had immediately caused the casualties in this campaign. The prisoners, the finances they had seized, and the territory they had conquered were all sorted into a booklet. Then, he personally gave a copy of it to Gesangpova.    

    

This action of his caused the old bishop to praise him endlessly, praising him for finally understanding how to prioritize the bigger picture.    

    

He also asked him to assist Gesangpova properly in the future, so that the Red Cloaked Cult could flourish and develop.    

    

Gesangpova knelt on the ground and sincerely admitted the mistakes he made in the past to the old Sect Master. He also expressed that he was insensible in the past and that there were many things that he did not understand.    

    

Now, he finally understood. It did not matter who the position of Sect Master was. The important thing was to focus on how to make the Red Shirt Sect flourish and prosper.    

    

After the old Sect Master heard this, he was extremely happy. He immediately gave Sanzhu Zarro many rewards.    

    

The sudden change in Sang Zhuzalo made many people, including the old sect master, feel suspicious.    

    

They knew very well the character of Sanzhu Zarro. Why did he suddenly change so much after fighting for a year outside?    

    

In the beginning, the old leader had been guarding against him in the open and in the dark, and had planted many spies around him, monitoring his every move at all times.    

    

However, after several years, he had not discovered anything shady about Sandalou.    

    

He only knew that he spent almost all of his time working. He held the title of the number one warrior of the Church of the Red Shirt, which was equivalent to the position of Great General.    

    

When there was a war, he would lead the soldiers and attack without fail.    

    

When there was no war, he would train the soldiers wholeheartedly.    

    

Moreover, he often took the initiative to drink with Gesangpova, and the two of them discussed how to develop and strengthen the Church of the Red Shirt.    

    

The old Cult Master completely dispelled his suspicions about Sanzhu Zarro. This was because if he really had some shady plans, it was impossible for him to not leave behind a single trace for several years.    

    

It seemed like he had truly changed completely.    

    

The old sect master was extremely happy in his heart. Actually, he knew better than anyone about the characteristics of his two foster sons.    

    

Although Sanzhu Zarro was brave and good at fighting, his temperament was too impetuous. He was not suitable to lead the entire situation.    

    

On the other hand, although Grandalbo's cultivation was not as high as Sandalou's, the gap was not that great. Moreover, he knew that the overall situation was more important, and his character was also very good. He was the most suitable candidate for the next Sect Leader.    

    

In the beginning, the old sect leader actually wanted to get rid of Sandalou.    

    

Because he knew Sandalou's character. When he was still around, the other party naturally did not dare to act rashly.    

    

However, if one day he was extremely happy in his previous life, Sanzhu Zarro would very likely start a rebellion. At that time, even if Gesangpova could defeat him, the Red Cloaked Cult would definitely suffer a catastrophe.    

    

However, the sudden change after Sanzhu Zarro returned from the war caused the old bishop to temporarily put aside his plan to get rid of him.    

    

As time slowly passed, the old bishop finally completely dispelled his suspicions about him.    

    

If Sanzhu Zarro could properly assist Gesangpova, with their abilities and personalities complementing each other, one would be able to lead the overall situation while the other would charge into the enemy lines. It would definitely allow the Red Cloaked Church to create a glorious peak!    

    

However, this was a matter of great importance. Although the old Cult Master had completely dispelled his suspicions about Sandalou, he still did not completely remove the restraints on Sandalou in terms of authority.    

    

There were some things that were not afraid of ten thousand, but of what might happen. After all, this involved the great cause of the Church of the Red Shirt, and they could not afford to be careless.    

    

A year later, the old Sect Master finally reached the end of his life.    

    

According to the usual practice, before the old Sect Master drove west, he would personally meet the successor of the next Sect Master. Then, he would personally hand over the token of authority that represented the highest authority of the Church of the Red Shirt to the successor. This would be officially handing over the position of Cult Master.    

    

Because the Church of the Red Shirt had many secrets that only the Cult Master himself knew, when they met the next Cult Master's successor, they would meet him alone in the room. As for the upper echelons of the Church of the Red Shirt, they would wait outside.    

    

The old Cult Master lay on the bed, waiting for Grandpova.    

    

Not long after, a person came in from outside. Just as the old Cult Master was about to speak, he suddenly realized that the person who came in was not Grandpova, but Sandalou!    

    

"Why did you come in, where's Pova?"    

    

The old cult leader asked.    

    

Sanzhu Zarro smiled and said, "I came to get the token"    

    

The old sect master was stunned, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice, "Impudent! Don't you know that the sect master token must be personally obtained by the new sect master? Immediately get out and call Bo Wa in!"    

    

Sanzhu Zarro still had a smile on his face as he looked at the old sect leader lying on the bed and said, "That's right, I am the new sect leader, so it is natural for me to come and take the token."    

    

The old Sect Leader's face suddenly sank. He suddenly realized something!    

    

"Don't you know that the successor of the Sect Leader is Bo Wa?!"    

    

The old sect master said in a deep voice.    

    

Sanzhu Zarro casually dragged a chair from the side, crossed his legs, and said with a faint smile, "Bo Wa just told me that he doesn't have the ability to take over the position of sect leader, so he gave this position to me."    

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"Bastard!"    

    

At this moment, the old sect leader had already roughly guessed what was going on. He hurriedly shouted angrily, "Men, where are the red armored soldiers!"    

    

The red-clothed soldiers were the red-clothed sect master's guards. They were in charge of the sect master's safety, and were only responsible for the sect master. They were the trusted aides of the sect master.    

    

However, the old sect master continuously shouted a few times, but there was no activity outside at all!    

    

"Old thing, don't waste your energy."    

    

Sanzhu Zarro revealed an especially sinister smile. All these years, he had been putting on an act, enduring patiently.    

    

Now, he had finally waited for the day when he could reveal his fangs!