The First Marquis of Daxuan

Chapter 662 Son of the Celestial Venerable, Martial Ancestor Apologizes (Two chapters combined, 8,000 words, please subscribe)
“It’s not shameful to sit behind me.”

Su Mu said calmly.

At this moment, Bei Gongye was unaware of the weight of Su Mu's words.

He's filled with anger right now.

How dare an unknown nobody speak to Bei Gongye like that?

You should know that even the Martial Ancestor, the sect master of the Martial Sect, and Fu Canglan, the sect master of the Azure Sky Sect, would have to respectfully address Bei Gongye as Brother Bei Gong.

Looking across the entire Taixu Sacred Realm, there are only a handful of people qualified to sit in front of him.

This Wu Jiutong is clearly not among those people.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

“Young man, ignorance is no excuse. Considering your youth and ignorance, I will forgive you this time. Now, you will sit quietly in the back row with the children, and I will not hold it against you.”

"What if I say no?"

Su Mu said calmly.

"If you dare utter a single word of dissent, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Kitamiya said coldly.

"Then you can try it."

Su Mu still showed no intention of getting up.

boom!
Bei Gongye's eyes widened in anger, and with a loud bang, the fruit and drinks on the table in front of Su Mu were shattered and scattered everywhere.

Su Mu remained unfazed. The debris, still half a foot away from him, seemed to hit an invisible barrier and fell to the ground with a pattering sound.

And the aura emanating from Beigongye could no longer be improved.

The situation is on the verge of erupting.

Bei Gongye's killing intent surged.

Su Mu remained calm and did not get up.

His attitude made Kitamiya even angrier.

"well!"

Bei Gongye said through gritted teeth, "I haven't seen such an arrogant person in a long time."

"Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

boom!
Bei Gongye took a step forward and slammed his palm down towards Su Mu.

In the main hall of the Martial Sect, at the Martial Ancestor's birthday banquet, even Elder Yuan Xu of the Azure Sky Sect dared not make the slightest move against Su Mu, but Bei Gongye had no taboos.

Su Mu had once encountered a descendant of a Celestial Venerable.

Gou Ye.

The descendants of the Gou family's Heavenly Venerable are still working for Su Mu in the outer realms.

However, although Gou Ye was a descendant of the Celestial Venerable, the Celestial Venerable of the Gou family had passed away many years ago, and the Gou family had also declined for many years.

The title of this so-called descendant of the Celestial Venerable is more of a facade than a reality.

But Kitamiya is different.

Kitamiya is the son of the Celestial Venerable.

His father is still alive.

As Beigongye said, when it comes to family connections, no one in the world can beat him.

Because of this enormous background, Bei Gongye was able to run rampant in the Taixu Sacred Realm.

Only a handful of people could earn Bei Gongye's high regard.

For him, even if he killed Wu Jiutong on the spot, he would only have to apologize to the Martial Ancestor in the end.

Would the Martial Ancestor really do something to him?
Would the Martial Ancestor dare to offend his father for the sake of some nobody?

boom!
Kitamiya Ye struck down with his palm.

With a loud crash, the tables and chairs shattered.

In the blink of an eye, Su Mu appeared behind Bei Gongye and, without any hesitation, punched him in the back.

hiss!
A collective gasp filled the room.

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

Even Elder Yuan Xu and others from the Cangqiong Sect showed expressions of shock.

No one expected that Su Mu would actually dare to attack Bei Gongye!
Regardless of Bei Gongye's noble status, his cultivation level is not to be underestimated.

With the bloodline of a Celestial Venerable, how could one's martial arts talent be lacking?
In addition, Bei Gongye was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He used various spiritual medicines to cleanse his body when he was young, and he never lacked cultivation resources as he cultivated.

He was once the youngest Heavenly Profound Realm expert in the Taixu Sacred Realm.

Although his cultivation speed slowed down after entering the Heavenly Profound Realm, after several hundred years, he had become a powerful being in the Heavenly Fate Realm.

Moreover, among the powerful beings of the Heavenly Fate Realm, he cannot be considered weak.

As the Celestial Venerable's own son, he also mastered the Celestial Venerable's secret techniques passed down in his family.

To put it bluntly, in this hall, not counting Martial Ancestor and Fu Canglan, the sect leader of the Azure Sky Sect, there are no more than a handful of people who can reliably defeat Bei Gongye.

There's a saying that goes, "People who are more talented than you work even harder than you."

Kitamiya is exactly that kind of person: he has a background, he's talented, and he works very hard.

In comparison, his shortcomings such as boasting, vainness, and ostentation are simply not worth mentioning.

Wu Jiutong actually dared to attack such a person!

Everyone seemed to have already foreseen Wu Jiutong's fate.

Du Fangkun's face turned deathly pale, and his body swayed involuntarily.

If it weren't for the madman Zhu Feng supporting him, he probably would have fallen to the ground.

Although Zhu Feng, the Madman, was slightly stronger than Du Fangkun, his face was also deathly pale.

Even the arrogant Zhu Feng was now intimidated by Su Mu.

"It's over, that's the son of the Heavenly Venerable Beigong."

Du Fangkun was as if he had lost his parents, muttering to himself.

"It was Beigong Ye who attacked first; Brother Wu was merely forced to retaliate."

Zhu Feng said in a low voice, even he felt that his tone lacked confidence.

It's true that Kitamiya made the first move, but who cares?

Who's going to reason with you?
From the moment Wu Jiutong made his move, he had already lost.

Whether he can beat Kitamiya or not, the result will be the same.

At the Martial Ancestor's birthday banquet, Bei Gongye could make a move, but Wu Jiutong could not.

It was wrong of him to make a move, and it was even more wrong to make a move against Beigong Ye. If he hurt Beigong Ye, it wouldn't just be wrong, it would be courting death.

Some powerful figures who admired Su Mu shook their heads with regret.

Some who disliked Su Mu sneered with schadenfreude.

The elders of the Azure Sky Sect exchanged glances.

They haven't yet determined whether Wu Jiutong is the murderer who killed Qiu Beisong. If Wu Jiutong died at Beigong Ye's hands, how can they investigate further?
Wu Jiutong's life or death is not important, but if Wu Jiutong is really the murderer, then their Cangqiong Sect's "Guixu Yin" may be in Wu Jiutong's hands. If Wu Jiutong is dead, then they will not be able to trace who has come into contact with "Guixu Yin".

The elders of the Azure Sky Sect hesitated, their minds wavering, wondering whether they should intervene to separate the two.

It's too late, but it's soon.

Beigong Ye truly lives up to his reputation as the son of the Heavenly Venerable.

In the blink of an eye, Bei Gongye turned around and threw a punch, which collided with Su Mu's fist.

boom!
With a muffled thud, Bei Gongye and Su Mu both took a step back.

At the same time, a shockwave emanated outwards from the point where their fists collided.

Crash.

In an instant, within a radius of several feet, cups and plates were scattered everywhere.

A perfectly good birthday banquet was turned into a garbage dump.

The martial arts disciples were all anxious.

If the sect leader saw this, how would they explain it?
However, they were completely unable to intervene in the battle between Beigongye and Su Mu.

"Hmph, so you do have some strength after all. No wonder you dare to challenge me."

Bei Gongye looked at Su Mu with murderous intent and said coldly, "But with this little strength, you think you can ride on my head and shit and piss on me? Not enough!"

He let out a low shout, and a strong wind arose around him.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He sensed a familiar aura emanating from Kitamiya.

He had also sensed this aura from Gou Ye.

That was when Gou Ye unleashed the Heavenly Venerable's ultimate technique, the "Hate Without Rings."

Su Mu also knew the Celestial Venerable's ultimate techniques.

He mastered the ultimate skill of the Gou family's Heavenly Venerable, the "Hate Without Rings," which he used to dominate the world.

With his current cultivation level, if he were to unleash the "Hate Without Rings" technique, the heavens and earth would collapse and everything within a radius of a hundred miles would be destroyed.

Of course, that refers to the physical entity itself.

He is now just an avatar, and even if he can unleash the Hateless Ring, its power is not as great as his original body.

Moreover, given Wu Jiutong's status, it would be unsuitable for him to use the Celestial Venerable's ultimate techniques.

Seeing that Bei Gongye was beginning to use the Heavenly Venerable's ultimate technique, Su Mu dared not underestimate him.

He also gave a low shout and stomped heavily on him.

With a loud rumble, flames suddenly erupted from Su Mu's body.

His skin turned crimson red at a visible speed, and was covered with streaks of rock.

His hair was dyed crimson red by the flames.

At the same time, the shadow of a fire giant rose up behind Su Mu and embraced him.

Fortunately, the hall was tall enough; otherwise, the roof would have been reduced to ashes the moment the fire giant appeared.

Even so, waves of heat rolled in, and everything inside the hall began to turn black.

"Poisonous fog lingers day and night, and scorching winds burn every summer!"

The Fiery Wind Domain of the Eight Directions Wind Domain!

Kitamiya shouted and pushed forward with both hands.

In an instant, a strong wind rose from the ground.

Su Mu felt a hurricane carrying boundless heat sweeping in from all directions, like wind blades, blowing against the fire giant.

Even through the fire giant, Su Mu could still feel the immense heat contained within the hurricane.

If an ordinary person were to be blown by this wind, their flesh would likely be instantly roasted and detached from their bones, resulting in a gruesome death.

A strong wind swirled around, scraping against the fire giant like a bone-scraping knife.

In the span of two breaths, the fire giant shrank by a full size.

With a thought flashing through his mind, Su Mu unleashed a punch along with the fire giant, aiming it at Bei Gongye.

But the hot wind followed closely, constantly swirling around the fire giant, and with each rotation, the fire giant's size would shrink.

However, Su Mu was not afraid at all.

He had already knocked Kitamiya to the ground before the fire giant was destroyed.

Just as Su Mu was leading the fire giant, about to attack Bei Gongye.

A cold smile appeared on Bei Gongye's face.

"The Celestial Venerable's ultimate techniques are not as simple as you think."

He sneered, "The wind of Buzhou, from the eight directions of the wind domain!"

Before Bei Gongye could finish speaking, another gust of wind rose from the ground, instantly transforming into a mountain of hurricane, blocking Bei Gongye's path.

The moment Su Mu's fist touched the hurricane-like mountain, it felt as if he was about to be swept into the hurricane. Let alone attacking Bei Gongye, he might not even be able to escape unscathed.

Su Mu frowned, his muscles bulged, and with a slight tremor of his arm, he broke free from the hurricane-like mountain formed by Buzhou Wind. With a push of his feet, his body flew backward as if pulled by a string.

"The winds of the eight directions, the winds of Helu!"

Kitamiya shouted again.

He clasped his hands together, and a tornado descended from the sky, instantly enveloping Su Mu.

His body was being swept around by the wind, and he even showed signs of losing his balance.

Just as Su Mu was staggering around like he was drunk, Bei Gongye revealed a cold smile.

"Winds from all directions, cool breeze!"

call!
A cool breeze rose from the ground.

In an instant, the chill spread, and the hall was instantly filled with a misty white vapor.

The fire giant enveloping Su Mu was covered by a layer of white frost.

The leaping flames seemed to be frozen, completely losing their vitality, and then began to slowly die out.

Once the flames are extinguished, Su Mu will have no more barriers, and his body will have to directly face Bei Gongye's Heavenly Venerable Technique.

This Celestial Venerable's ultimate technique, known as the Eight Directions Wind Domain, almost pushes the power of wind to its limit.

Su Mu thought to himself, "Indeed, every Heavenly Venerable's ultimate technique is not to be underestimated."

Even though he had cultivated the Wu Family Fire Rock Body to perfection, he still couldn't compete with Bei Gongye's Eight Winds Domain.

This is the difference in martial arts.

The Wu family's Fire Rock Body technique is ultimately no match for the Celestial Venerable's ultimate skill.

Just like no matter how well you practice addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, it can't compare to calculus.

To break Beigongye's Eight Winds Domain, Su Mu would have to reveal the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique.

However, in the main hall of the Martial Sect, under the watchful eyes of everyone, if he were to use the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique, his identity would inevitably be exposed.

Su Mu will not take any chances with this.

He would never dare to hope that no one would recognize the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques he used.

Those who are invited to the Martial Ancestor's birthday banquet are no ordinary people. How could they not know the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique?

Su Mu hesitated, forced to retreat by the various wind forces, and the flames on his body were completely extinguished.

The wind scraped his flesh like a bone-scraping knife, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Seeing that his skin was beginning to show fine scratches, Su Mu still hadn't made a decision.

He actually has more than one way to get rid of Kitamiya's attack.

Directly unleashing the power of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques is one method, as is the Star Track Step, and even the self-destructive "Return to the Void" is another.

However, none of these methods are suitable for use in public.

If it were just him and Beigong Ye, he could go all out and, even if he couldn't completely overpower Beigong Ye, escaping would be a piece of cake.

But now, he can only use the Wu family's Fire Rock Body, so he is frustrated at every turn.

"I thought Wu Jiutong was strong enough, but compared to the real top experts, he is still a bit lacking."

Whispers arose from the crowd.

Elder Yuan Xu of the Azure Sky Sect turned pale.

what do you mean.

Is this an insult to him, Yuan Xu, that he is not a true top expert?
Even if Wu Jiutong lost to Bei Gongye, it was still a glorious defeat. What right do you bastards have to point fingers at him?
Yuan Xu glared fiercely at those people.

Although he wished Wu Jiutong dead, he would never belittle Wu Jiutong.

click!
Su Mu took another step back, shattering the blue bricks on the ground with his foot.

call!
A blade of wind flashed and disappeared, leaving a shocking wound on his chest.

Although his chest wound healed in an instant, the blood spilled on the ground still told those around him that Wu Jiutong was probably no match for Bei Gongye.

Su Mu lowered his eyelids, a sharp glint flashing deep in his eyes.

The Wu family's volcanic rock formation is indeed lacking in some aspects.

Kitamiya, Kitamiya, why did you have to provoke me?
Su Mu's heart stirred, and a power was about to erupt from the depths of his body.

That's when.

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

"Brother Beigong, could you please do me a favor?"

Accompanied by the sound, a force descended from the sky, instantly calming the surrounding gale.

Bei Gongye's expression was unpleasant as he coldly stared ahead.

A young man walked slowly towards them, and everyone made way for him as he passed.

"Martial Ancestor!"

Bei Gongye said coldly, "I gave you face, but did you give me face?"

“My subordinates have been dishonest; I will give Brother Beigong an explanation.”

That young man was none other than the host of today's birthday banquet, the Martial Ancestor!

The number one person in the Taixu Sacred Realm, specializing in body-refining martial arts, and possibly the number one person below the Heavenly Venerable!
Su Mu hadn't expected that the Martial Ancestor, who had such a great reputation, was actually a young man who looked somewhat frail.

If he hadn't met him here, Su Mu would never have imagined that this person was the world-renowned Martial Ancestor.

Before the Martial Ancestor finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a figure flew in from nowhere and landed directly in his palm.

"He who deliberately provokes trouble shall be executed."

"It's just a casual remark," said the Martial Ancestor.

boom!
The figure instantly transformed into a cloud of blood mist. With a casual flick of his wrist, the Martial Ancestor caused the blood mist to vanish into a gentle breeze.

A person simply vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.

"Brother Wu, this position was an oversight by our subordinates. Would you do me the honor of changing my seat?"

Martial Ancestor turned to look at Su Mu, smiled faintly, and spoke.

He seemed to be questioning Su Mu, but his words carried an undeniable tone.

Inside the main hall, everyone held their breath.

Many people even answered for Su Mu in their hearts: Of course he can!

Since the Martial Ancestor has spoken like this, who in the world would not give him face?
Besides, Wu Jiutong, you've already been defeated by Beigong Ye, so how can you still be qualified to sit in front of Beigong Ye?

In terms of strength and background, you are no match for Kitagong Ye.

"The mistake was made by your people."

Su Mu looked at Wu Zu and slowly said, "I did nothing wrong, and I shouldn't have to bear the consequences of this mistake."

Inside the main hall, gasps of astonishment filled the air.

Everyone had only one thought in their minds.

Wu Jiutong has gone mad.

Even the Martial Ancestor has spoken, yet he dares not even give the Martial Ancestor face.

Offending both Bei Gongye and Wu Zu at the same time means that not only the Wu family of Xiangzhou, but even the Cangqiong Sect would have to think twice.

It's just a position, isn't it?

Why not just give it up?
However, some people can understand Su Mu's thoughts.

Giving up a position is easy, but in the world of business, sometimes giving up one position means giving up every step of the way.

If you give up your seat, people won't think you're virtuous; they'll just think you're easy to bully.

Of course, although they understand this principle, they don't have the courage to confront Wu Zu and Bei Gongye head-on like Su Mu did.

All eyes were on Martial Ancestor, eager to see how he would treat Su Mu.

Martial Ancestor looked at Su Mu, his expression neither pleased nor angry.

After several breaths, just as the atmosphere in the main hall reached its most oppressive point, a smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Martial Ancestor.

"It's great that young people have this fearless spirit."

The Martial Ancestor smiled and said, "This matter is indeed the fault of my Martial Sect."

As soon as the Martial Ancestor uttered these words, the hall fell even quieter.

No one dared to utter a sound.

Did the Martial Ancestor admit his mistake?
Could they have misheard?

Could it be that the Martial Ancestor said this on purpose, and is about to unleash his power at any moment?

Who has ever heard of the Martial Ancestor admitting his mistakes?
As everyone knows, the Martial Ancestor is extremely stubborn and self-willed; getting him to admit his mistakes is harder than climbing to heaven.

Now he actually tells a nobody like Wu Jiutong that Emperor Wuzong was wrong?
Su Mu looked at Wu Zu with some surprise.

Was Emperor Wuzu really that flexible and adaptable?

Or is it because it's his 100th birthday celebration that he doesn't want to see blood?

"Brother Wu, please take your seat as usual."

The Martial Ancestor calmly said, "As for Brother Beigong, please take a seat."

With a flick of his sleeve, Wu Zu used some unknown means to suddenly create another seat next to the main seat.

As the sect leader of the Martial Sect and the protagonist of this birthday banquet, Wu Zu naturally sat in the main seat.

A seat was arranged to his left, which was reserved for Fu Canglan, the sect leader of the Cangqiong Sect.

The seat to his right was originally empty, but now there is an extra seat.

Bei Gongye was stunned for a moment, feeling flattered.

He is indeed the son of the Celestial Venerable, but when it comes to comparisons with powerful figures like the Martial Ancestor and Fu Canglan, the Sect Master of the Azure Sky Sect, he still feels somewhat inferior.

In fact, there are still a few people in the Taixu Sacred Realm who can rank ahead of him.

Beigongye looked down on Wu Jiutong, but had no objection to the ranking of the others.

Now, the Martial Ancestor has actually let him sit next to him?

That position was second only to the Martial Ancestor and Fu Canglan, the Sect Master of the Azure Sky Sect, in the main hall.

Even Kitamiya shouldn't be qualified to sit there.

Clearly, this was Wu Zu's explanation to Bei Gongye.

This explanation exceeded Kitamiya's expectations.

To be honest, apart from Su Mu, Bei Gongye could completely accept that everyone else was ranked ahead of him.

Now, the Martial Ancestor has directly promoted him to the third highest position in the hall. This explanation is very good!
Bei Gongye's face lit up with joy, but he pretended to be reserved and said, "Since Martial Ancestor is so kind, then I would be ashamed to refuse."

Anyone could see that Kitamiya was beaming with smugness.

"Because of the mistake of the people below, Brother Wu, you suffered some minor injuries. I see that your Wu Family Fire Rock Body has reached perfection. I have a Fire Spirit Mushroom here, which may help you break through the limit of the Wu Family Fire Rock Body. I will give it to you as compensation."

With a flick of his wrist, Wu Zu casually tossed a blood-red Ganoderma lucidum to Su Mu.

Su Mu caught it instinctively, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Not only was Su Mu surprised, but everyone present showed surprise on their faces.

The Martial Ancestor actually compensated Su Mu?
Did the sun rise in the west?

Not only did the Martial Ancestor admit his mistake, he also provided compensation!

This is something that has never happened before.

The expressions on everyone's faces as they looked at Su Mu changed.

If before they simply thought Su Mu was a promising young man, now they have different thoughts.

This Wu Jiutong probably has an extraordinary relationship with the Martial Ancestor.

Otherwise, how could the Martial Ancestor have achieved such a level?
Before Su Mu could speak, the Martial Ancestor clapped his hands.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the mess in the main hall vanished instantly.

The Martial Ancestor took a step forward and sat down with his sleeves fluttering.

"Brother Fu, since you're here, why don't you take a seat?"

"The Martial Ancestor proclaimed in a loud voice."

"Haha."

A laugh rang out, and Fu Canglan, the sect master of the Azure Sky Sect, slowly walked in.

This immediately drew everyone's attention to Fu Canglan, and no one paid any more attention to Su Mu.

Even the Martial Ancestor didn't hold it against them, so the previous events naturally passed by in a calm and breezy manner.

"How could I, Fu, not come to celebrate Brother Wu's 100th birthday?"

Fu Canglan laughed heartily and said loudly, "To congratulate Brother Wu on his 100th birthday, I have prepared a special gift for you."

Fu Canglan flicked his sleeve.

With a flash of light, a figure crashed heavily to the floor.

The man looked around blankly, then saw the Martial Ancestor sitting in front of him. His face turned ashen, and he trembled like a leaf.

He got up and kept kowtowing.

"Sect Master, spare my life! Sect Master, spare my life!"

The man was shouting loudly.

Martial Ancestor's expression remained unchanged as he stared at the man without any emotion.

Fu Canglan swayed and sat down next to Martial Ancestor in the next moment.

"Brother Wu, do you know this person? This person claims to be a disciple of the Martial Sect and has come to me, Fu, trying to sow discord between our two sects."

Fu Canglan said with a half-smile, "I've brought this person here and will hand him over to you, Brother Wu, to deal with."

"When a family gets too big, there will always be one or two people who can't stand being alone."

The Martial Ancestor said calmly, "Take him away."

He said calmly.

Before he finished speaking, two fierce-looking martial arts disciples jumped out, grabbed the man Fu Canglan had brought, and dragged him out of the hall.

"So that Brother Wu may know, when this person came to me, he claimed that he had stolen Brother Wu's Hunyuan Golden Body Technique and wanted to offer it to me as a stepping stone to advancement."

Fu Canglan said seemingly casually, "He doesn't know that my Cangqiong Sect has countless unique skills. Even if I exhaust my entire life, I may not be able to master them all. So why bother learning other people's unique skills?"
Brother Wu, don't you agree?

As he spoke, Fu Canglan turned his head to look at Wu Zu, his eyes fixed on him.

“If Brother Fu wants to learn the Hunyuan Golden Body Technique, I can teach you now, without needing anyone else to do it.”

"The Martial Ancestor said calmly."

"That's not necessary. I haven't even reached the Great Perfection of my own 'Zhou Tian Xing Qiong Jue' yet, so how can I have the extra energy to cultivate Brother Wu's Hunyuan Golden Body Technique?"
"They are all exceptionally talented, Brother Wu; perhaps they have the capacity to cultivate other martial arts techniques."

Fu Canglan said.

"Not interested in."

"The Martial Ancestor said calmly."

The two seemed to be chatting casually, but their words were full of witty remarks.

Su Mu watched from a short distance, secretly admiring the scene.

Others might not have understood it, but Su Mu saw it clearly.

Fu Canglan was testing whether the Martial Ancestor coveted the Azure Sky Sect's unique skills.

He wanted to test whether the Martial Ancestor had obtained the "Guixu Yin".

Fu Canglan was unaware that the person who truly obtained the "Guixu Yin" was just a few steps away from him.

The contents of the note flashed through Su Mu's mind.

Kitamiya has already appeared, so what's next?

That's when.

suddenly.

A voice rang out from outside the main hall.

"The auspicious time has arrived; the birthday banquet shall begin."

"Martial Sect disciple Tian Cangchen congratulates the Sect Master on his birthday."

Accompanied by this voice, Tian Cangchen walked in from outside the main hall with his head held high and chest out.

"Disciple Tian Cangchen congratulates Master on his 1000th birthday and wishes Master eternal happiness and longevity!"

Tian Cangchen arrived not far from the Martial Ancestor, bowed to him, and said loudly.

"After enduring many hardships and with the protection of my master, I was fortunate enough to obtain the treasure of the seventy-two thieves from ten thousand years ago. I brought it back to present to my master as a congratulatory gift!"

Tian Cangchen held a storage ring in both hands, stepped forward, and presented it to the Martial Ancestor.

Fu Canglan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on the storage ring, and his hands involuntarily gripped the armrests of the chair.

The leak of "Guixu Yin" was an accident; even without "Guixu Yin", he would still have come to Wuzong.

The reason is the treasure of the Seventy-Two Thieves!
Tian Cangchen killed the powerful members of their Cangqiong Sect in the outer realms and stole the treasure of the Seventy-Two Thieves.

Fu Canglan would absolutely not allow the treasure of the Seventy-Two Thieves to fall into the hands of the Martial Ancestor.

The Martial Ancestor is exceptionally talented, and his current strength is already on par with others. If he were to obtain the treasure of the Seventy-Two Thieves, he would surely reach an even higher level.

When the time comes, if the Celestial Venerable doesn't intervene, who will be able to suppress the Martial Ancestor?

"Cang Chen's filial piety is commendable."

The Martial Ancestor smiled with satisfaction and nodded slightly.

He raised his hand to snatch the storage ring from Tian Cangchen's hand.

Fu Canglan narrowed his eyes slightly, about to snatch it.

Amidst the undercurrents.

suddenly.

A voice sounded.

"Wait a moment!"

Accompanied by the sound, a person strode into the main hall.

He came to Tian Cangchen's side and bowed to the Martial Ancestor.

"Disciple Lu Yiming greets Sect Master."

The visitor said respectfully, "This disciple has just received a message of great importance. This disciple dares not delay, please forgive me, Sect Master."

"explain."

Martial Ancestor ignored Tian Cangchen's expression and said calmly.

Lu Yiming glanced at Tian Cangchen before speaking, "Sect Master, the treasure of the Seventy-Two Thieves that Senior Brother Tian obtained might be fake."

"Ok?"

The Martial Ancestor's calm expression finally changed; he frowned slightly and his gaze fell on Tian Cangchen.

puff.

Tian Cangchen knelt on the ground and shouted, "Master, I'm innocent! I wouldn't dare to lie to you even if you gave me a million lives!"

"Lu Yiming! It's Cha Haishan! Cha Haishan must have sent you to frame me!"

He pointed at Lu Yiming, his eyes looking like he wanted to kill him.

"Senior Brother Tian, ​​you've wronged me, and you've wronged Senior Brother as well."

Lu Yiming said with a wronged expression, "I only received this news. As for whether the news is true or false, I don't know. That's for the sect leader to judge."

"Who told you this? Tell him to come out and confront me!"

Tian Cangchen said angrily.

"Whether the treasure is real or not doesn't matter; I appreciate your sentiment."

Wu Zu said expressionlessly, "Everyone, go to the side and don't spoil the fun."

Tian Cangchen felt like crying but had no tears. He naturally understood his master and knew that his master was already angry.

After this commotion, regardless of whether the treasure of the Seventy-Two Thieves is real or fake, his impression in his master's mind has been greatly diminished.

Tian Cangchen glared at Lu Yiming, his gaze almost wanting to tear Tian Cangchen to pieces.

"Brother Wu, we've long heard that the Seventy-Two Thieves possess countless treasures. Why don't we broaden our horizons and see for ourselves? We might be able to discern whether they're real or fake."

Suddenly, Fu Canglan, the sect leader of the Cangqiong Sect, spoke up.

"Yes, Martial Ancestor, let us see for ourselves whether it's a real treasure or a fake one. We'll know once we take a look. You're not afraid we'll steal your congratulatory gift, are you?"

Bei Gongye also spoke up, "Don't worry, even if your disciple tries to fool you with a fake treasure, we won't laugh at you. Every family has a couple of unworthy disciples, right?"

(End of this chapter)