Hearing the question from the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan, Man Yu was startled!
Her little brother was a simpleton; surely he wouldn't just admit it, would he?
She hadn't taught him how to handle a situation like this!
Lu Ming's heart also stirred. Having interacted with Man Xiong before, he knew exactly what kind of person he was!
An honest kid who spoke honest words!
At the same time, he prepared himself mentally. If Man Xiong really admitted to it, he would just own up to it as well!
With the Sect Master and the others protecting him, it wasn't as if anyone could eat him alive!
At worst, he just wouldn't leave the sect in the future!
Pah...
Man Xiong, who was eating a spirit fruit, suddenly spat the pit right onto the face of the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan!
Debris and juice splattered all over the Patriarch's face.
The onlookers were secretly delighted!
They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to!
Huangpu Haotian, in particular, felt much better!
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon and Mo Qianye also looked at each other and smiled.
This was the first happy thing that had happened today!
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan was furious. Was he, the leader of a clan, really that easy to bully?
Out of all the faces here, you didn't throw it at anyone else, but had to throw it at mine!
Does my face look like a trash can?
He had just wiped his face clean, and before he could flare up, Man Xiong's enraged voice rang out:
“Who? Who said that? Bring him out, and see if I don't beat the day-old crap out of him!”
At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart:
It was clearly him, the Fourth Yama, along with the First Yama, Second Yama, Third Yama, and several Qingshan Sect disciples who killed Baili Mo and the others together.
How did it become just him and the First Yama who killed them?
Wasn't this distorting the truth and completely ignoring the contributions of the Second and Third Yamas?
How utterly detestable!
Especially since the First Yama and Second Yama were listening right across from him!
If they misunderstood, wouldn't they think he was an untrustworthy person?
Ye Fan: “...”
Why was it always him who got hurt?
It was already a matter of a past life, yet he was still getting cursed!
Seeing Man Xiong's reaction, Man Yu couldn't help but feel somewhat gratified!
Not bad, not bad. My brother has actually become smarter after hanging around the people of the Qingshan Sect!
I won't have to worry so much when he goes out in the future!
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan, who was originally about to blow his top, was suddenly stumped by Man Xiong's question!
He couldn't exactly say it was their own silly ancestor who said it!
If he said that, absolutely no one would believe him!
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan took a deep breath.
“I obtained news from a Central Province cultivator... Not only did you kill Baili Mo and the others, but the Immortal Saber is also in the hands of the Qingshan Sect's Saint! In the Xuanming Great World's war for supremacy among the Ghost Kings, Yama was the final victor... and that Yama is also the third disciple of the Qingshan Sect...”
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan threw caution to the wind and directly blurted out all the nonsense of his silly ancestor!
Everyone listened in dazed disbelief, even beginning to suspect whether the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan had gone mad!
What on earth was he talking about?
Ye Fan was also utterly speechless. What's the point of saying this now?
The problem is that you don't even believe it yourself, so how do you expect anyone else to?
Meanwhile, Man Xiong looked completely puzzled. “What are you talking about? I don't understand at all.”
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan: “...”
So I just wasted my breath!
“Hehehe... Fellow Daoist Han, do you think if the Immortal Saber were in our hands, I would still be listening to you babbling here? I would have long since taken the Immortal Saber and chopped you to pieces...”
Just then, the voice of Sect Master Wang of the Qingshan Sect rang out eerily!
Perhaps others did not know where the Immortal Saber was, but back when he was by the Heavenly Dao's side, he had seen it with absolute clarity. That Immortal Saber had actually tried to kill Lu Ming, only to be counter-killed and devoured by Lu Ming instead!
In truth, he was still thinking about another weapon—the weapon vault inside Lu Ming.
He felt that the weapon vault was definitely above the rank of an Earth-tier immortal artifact!
Could it be a Heaven-tier immortal artifact?
To think it had been buried in the Qingshan Sect all this time!
If not for Lu Ming, they probably would never have discovered it!
Could this be the trump card left behind by the Qingshan Sect ancestors of the Immortal Ancient era?
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan opened his mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.
After all, there was absolutely no evidence for any of this!
That damn Emperor Tianqi had actually refused to participate in the subsequent battle because he was afraid of death.
Otherwise, they would have known some details, and they wouldn't be in such a passive position now!
Thinking of this, the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan couldn't help but glare at Emperor Tianqi.
Emperor Tianqi was also incredibly aggrieved. What does this have to do with me?
Why don't you blame your own Baili Mo?
He was a grand Half-Immortal, yet he actually couldn't beat Lu Ming, a mere Soul Transformation cultivator!
Not only was the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan unwilling to let it go, but Huangpu Haotian and the others were also deeply unsatisfied.
They had originally agreed to take advantage of this Ancient Buddha Sect's Buddha Son birthday celebration to launch a campaign against the Qingshan Sect and the Ancient Barbarian Clan, but now things had turned out like this!
So they had basically spent all that effort talking nonsense for nothing!
Sigh...
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan and the others couldn't help but feel a wave of sorrow. After all was said and done, it was still because their strength was lacking!
They could only condemn the Qingshan Sect.
If they could defeat the Qingshan Sect, they would have wiped them out with a single slap long ago. Why would they waste their breath like this?
Why was no one willing to use their own clan's trump cards to destroy the Qingshan Sect?
The few of them exchanged glances and silently swallowed this humiliation once again!
Huangpu Haotian couldn't help but ask:
“Your third disciple became Yama?”
“Who saw it?”
Sect Master Wang countered!
Huangpu Haotian turned his head to look at Emperor Tianqi.
Emperor Tianqi looked completely helpless. Is this someone I can afford to offend?
He couldn't help but swallow hard and said cautiously:
“That person was wearing a black hood, so I couldn't see their face!!”
Saying that, he turned his head to look at the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor:
“Senior, could you recognize him?”
The Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor, who was carefully spectating, almost cursed out loud!
This Emperor Tianqi was really a piece of work!
To actually drag him into this!
Feeling everyone's gazes, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor felt his scalp go numb!
“I... I couldn't recognize him either. After all, I've never seen the Qingshan Sect's third disciple!”
At that time, his attention had been entirely on Lu Ming, so he really hadn't noticed any third disciple of the Qingshan Sect!
The Tiansheng Sect Leader also frowned slightly.
At the Saintess's Husband Selection Assembly, he hadn't seen any second or third disciple of the Qingshan Sect at all!
They were all just a bunch of Saints and the like!
At that time, the only one under the name of the Qingshan Sect was Lu Ming!
It was only later that he found out that the dog was actually the second disciple of the Qingshan Sect!
He remembered that at the time, the dog was posing as the Demon Race Little Ancestor, wasn't it?
Who could have guessed they had so many aliases!
Hearing the words of Emperor Tianqi and the others, Abbot Zhiyuan and the rest couldn't help but frown!
They hadn't achieved a single one of their goals!
They couldn't win in a fight, and they couldn't win in an argument! They could only endure this frustration.
When would these days ever end!
In truth, even if the Qingshan Sect admitted that Yama was their third disciple, they could only look on helplessly!
Right now, they had no way to go to the Xuanming Great World, and they couldn't defeat the Qingshan Sect either!
Watching the frustrated Abbot Zhiyuan and the others, Ye Fan's heart stirred. Could he take advantage of their anger to use them to kill Lu Ming?
With this thought, he sent a voice transmission to Abbot Zhiyuan:
“Abbot, this Qingshan Sect Saint is Lu Ming...”
“Hmm?”
Abbot Zhiyuan didn't react for a moment.
“He is that Lu Ming whom you suspected of taking the Immortal Saber. They are the exact same person, though I don't know why he has become like this...”
Abbot Zhiyuan's gaze locked onto Lu Ming.
Feeling Abbot Zhiyuan's gaze, Lu Ming looked back at him with some confusion.
Was this guy conquered by my overbearing aura?
“Sect Master Wang, your sect hasn't changed its Saint, right?”
Abbot Zhiyuan suddenly turned and asked Sect Master Wang.
“Hmm?”
“What?”
As soon as Abbot Zhiyuan finished speaking, the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan and the others all looked up at Lu Ming.
Why is he sitting so high up?
It makes us look like his lackeys, having to look up at him!
Sect Master Wang nodded.
“Yes, this is my Qingshan Sect's Saint, Lu Ming!”
“Why didn't you tell us?”
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon bellowed!
“You didn't ask! I always thought you knew!”
Everyone: “...”
Abbot Zhiyuan pressed his palms together and said,
“Amitabha. How did Saint Lu become like this?”
After all, they had all seen portraits of Lu Ming.
Compared to the previous Lu Ming, other than both being human, there was absolutely nothing else similar about them!
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