Chapter 882 - 885: Call Me Grandpa?

"My approach is to play the flute." Lan Xiangzi looked at the little one and smiled slightly, "As long as I play this purple-gold flute, the sound will start, and the shadow will be revealed. From then on, he will be under my control. If I want him to live, he will live; if I want him to die, he will die."

Lan Xiangzi already knew what path was most suitable for him.

It was the Way of the Flute.

Not the Way of the Sword.

Thinking back to the time when Master Jian Yin took him in, insisting he was a sword prodigy, it was infuriating now.

Bullshit, I’m not material for sword training at all; after so long, I can’t even defeat Lu Baicha, who only uses a sword.

The flute is what suits me!

"My way is better than yours." The little one thought for a moment, shaking his head and finally said this with certainty.

What?

Lan Xiangzi was taken aback and asked, "What is your method?"

"Fight." The little one chuckled with a childish voice, "He won’t obey? I fight! He won’t listen? I fight! He won’t kill himself? I fight! I’ll beat him until he questions life itself, beat him until he realizes that death is happier than living."

Lan Xiangzi: "..."

He had nothing to say. Somehow, the little one’s words made sense.

"Alright, leave everything to me." The little one took the golden brick and walked towards Master Jian Yin.

"Don’t worry, I will hit you, but not enough to kill you."

Chuckling, the little one,

To Master Jian Yin, the small child seemed like a devil at this moment, and he was scared. Hit, but not to kill?

How long would this beating last?

"You... You are despicable and shameless, too much of a bully." As the words fell, Master Jian Yin slashed his neck and committed suicide,

He hated the heavens, why didn’t they give him a chance?

Why was it Wu Tian who made a huge name for himself and not him?

Why wasn’t it him who developed the Art of Blood Refinement, rather than the Ancestor of Blood Refinement?

The soldiers of Xiuyuan Realm looked at each other in dismay, unsure of what to say at that moment.

"It seems the matter is settled, right?"

Next, when everyone was about to tidy up the battlefield, an ancient voice rang out,

They turned to see a group of white-haired elders coming over on a white crane.

"This is Liu Xingzhi, the Great Elder of the Willow Sect." Master Li the Fortune Teller and Miaoshan were naturally among them, as Master Li introduced the leading figure to Wu Tian.

The reason why it’s called the Willow Sect is not only because of the many willows on the mountain but also because, when the sect was founded, there were two founders—one with the surname Yang and the other Liu,

Gradually, Yang and Liu intertwined, with every Yang Dynasty son perhaps letting Liu Qing take the position of the next sect master,

The Yang and Liu families took turns serving as sect master.

Yet,

Liu Xingzhi would have no chance.

After all, he belonged to the same era as Yang Tianzi, and the next sect master would belong to the next generation, which would be Liu Qing’s generation.

"Wonderful, simply wonderful, Mr. Wu Tian, your disciples, your students, are all very outstanding."

Stepping off the white crane, Liu Xingzhi looked at Wu Tian on the city wall and greeted him warmly,

Qin Yuhan maintained a calm, composed demeanor.

He had heard enough flattery, and words like Liu Xingzhi’s could not sway Wu Tian.

Moreover, for someone to praise and compliment you for no apparent reason, there’s probably no such thing as a free lunch.

"I am here to read a letter."

Liu Xingzhi saw that Wu Tian did not speak and remained unruffled, directly taking a letter from his bosom and opening it gently.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, lines of blood-written characters floated up, appearing in mid-air, visible to all around.

"Is this a blood letter? Are the words written in blood?"

"The reason they float is that they contain some Spiritual Power."

"But why did the Elders’ Council of the Willow Sect write a blood letter?"

Seeing this scene, many people shook their heads slightly, puzzled as they did not know what the Elders’ Council was up to.

Writing in blood, with Spiritual Power included?

It was evident that the Elders’ Council had Significant intent,

But what exactly was the purpose of this letter?

Those present were left utterly baffled.

"Mr. Wu Tian, our Elders’ Council of the Willow Sect holds you in high regard. You, with your exceptional talent, are truly a dragon among men. We wrote this blood letter to demonstrate our sincerity, and we hope you can take on the position of Supreme Elder."

While everyone was puzzled, Liu Xingzhi’s authoritative voice slowly rose.

What?

Soldiers from the Azure Empire turned ashen-faced, losing all hope.

They dared not harbor any rebellious thoughts thereafter.

The soldiers of Xiuyuan Realm also sighed, regretting why they hadn’t elected Wu Tian as their commander earlier?

If they had promoted Wu Tian back then, with him achieving success, they might have gained some benefits as well.

But alas, whom did they recommend? They recommended Master Jian Yin!

This despicable man, killing from behind, failed in his attempts, and eventually died by suicide; he was a disgrace. Those who backed him, claiming he could become a great commander and defeat the Azure Empire, were equally embarrassed with him.

"Mr. Wu Tian, please become our Supreme Elder."

Liu Xingzhi jumped onto the city wall and looked directly at Wu Tian: "Once you become the Supreme Elder, you’ll have influence on the continent. Mr. Wu Tian, what do you think?"

Out of the blue, they wanted me to be the Supreme Elder?

"As long as I agree? I’ll become the Supreme Elder of the Willow Sect?" Wu Tian blinked his eyes.

He felt there must be something unusual here.

"Yes, congratulations."

Before Liu Yihang could speak, the other elders, all looking excited, chimed in, stroking their beards as they smiled.

Great Elder Liu Yihang was also of the same accord.

The reason they wanted Wu Tian to be the Supreme Elder was to push someone to compete with Yang Tianzi!

Meanwhile, they intended to reap the benefits.

"I refuse."

But in the next moment,

Wu Tian directly shook his head.

What?

Wu Tian’s words left all the elders dumbfounded. Was there any downside to becoming their Supreme Elder?

"Mr. Wu Tian, you just saw our blood letter; we sincerely want you to be our Supreme Elder of the Willow Sect." Liu Yihang pleaded once more, seeing how impressive the little one, Dao Feng, and others had been,

they were exceptional, which only indicated that Wu Tian must be even more formidable.

Such a person, should he join the Willow Sect with a high status, would definitely seek even higher stature and greater power. By then, friction with Yang Tianzi would be inevitable,

this was Liu Yihang’s plan.

"What are you all doing?"

A voice came, but it was Yang Tianzi who arrived. Knowing the elders had left for the Willow Sect, he was uneasy, so he secretly followed them and now had no choice but to reveal himself, walking forward with heavy steps, eyes icy cold.

"Sect Master."

Unexpectedly, Yang Tianzi had been secretly following, causing the elders to furrow their brows, looking somewhat anxious.

Only Great Elder Liu Yihang remained calm, as his position in the Willow Sect was slightly less than Yang Tianzi’s but not by much.

"You scoundrels, why aren’t you kneeling?" Yang Tianzi looked furious, pointing at Wu Tian: "Why don’t you call him Grandpa?"

"?" Instantly, everyone wore expressions of confusion.