"In short, there are always endless people who are unwilling to be left out."
In the study room, Wang Lu flipped through the files that Hai Yunfan collected and sighed with emotion.
This was the information that Hai Yunfan collected during the period when Wang Lu was injured. Taking advantage of the time when he worked overnight, he collected it. Using the backing of Luo Xiao as a clue, it implicated a long list of cultivators.
The big backer that Hai Yunfan feared was naturally Shijō-jin, who was also the Master of Luo Xiao. The leader of the Four Element School was famous in the Wanxian League. He was known for his powerful strength as well as his picky bloodline theory. He regarded lowly cultivators as ants, and artificial spirit root as a stain on immortal cultivation — for this reason, the relationship between the Four Element School and Shengjing Sect was not very harmonious. As for those mortals who had no chance to cultivate, they were not even as good as weeds and could not enter his field of vision at all. In the eyes of Shijō-jin, there were not that many creatures in Nine Regions. Only the noble and talented cultivators could be regarded as human beings. The rest were just like stones.
This stubborn bloodline theory had offended too many people. After all, in the immortal cultivation world of Nine Regions, aristocratic families were not the mainstream. Although they had various ways to ensure that the probability of their descendants having spirit root was far higher than that of mortals, their fertility rate had always been low. More than eighty percent of the cultivators in Nine Regions came from individual cultivators. In other words, eighty percent of the cultivators were not human beings in the eyes of Shijō-jin.
To these non-human beings, Shijō-jin's attitude had always been straightforward: he couldn't see them. He would not be like some extremists, who would directly confront the heretics. He would only ignore the other party. However, in many cases, this made people even more uncomfortable.
At a high-level meeting, the person in charge of the organizer cupped his hands and saluted to Shijō-jin with a warm smile, but he was ignored.
At the banquet, the Elder at the same table as him politely toasted, but he turned a blind eye to it.
There were even times when he encountered evil cultivators wreaking havoc on the streets. He stepped forward and killed the evil cultivator, but he turned a blind eye to the heavily injured cultivator who fell to the ground and bled profusely. He just sat there and watched as the cultivator died of exhaustion.
Such a Shijō-jin would definitely offend too many people. Among the high-level elders of Heavenly Sage Hall, he had always been a controversial person.
However, in many people's eyes, Shijō-jin was unquestionably a good person. This was because he was generous, loyal, and honest to those who could be considered human in his eyes … Almost all virtues could be placed on him, and he was fully deserving of them.
That high-level meeting that ignored the organizer was the result of him taking advantage of the current situation to resolve the dispute between the two families that had deep grudges. One meeting saved the lives of the two families and thousands of people related to them.
At that banquet, he had condescended to come to a low-ranking aristocratic family and officiate the wedding, all because the ancestor of the family was old friends with him.
The evil cultivator who was killed by him was the famous evil cultivator in the evil path. His real strength was similar to his. It was easy to repel him, but it was as difficult as ascending to heaven to kill him. However, on that day, Shijō-jin did not hesitate to detonate two top-grade spiritual treasures and cut off his own arm to crush that evil cultivator.
Shijō-jin was such a cultivator with clear likes and dislikes. In his one thousand and five hundred years of cultivation, he made outstanding contributions to the Wanxian League and made a lot of friends.
Even the most hostile to Shijō-jin had to admit that he was absolutely qualified to serve as a senior elder in Heavenly Sage Hall and a standing member of the Organizing Committee of the Grand Competition. When it came to his bloodline argument, he could only shake his head and sigh.
"The above information can explain why Shijō-jin doesn't like me. Although I do have Void Spirit Root, I came from the mountains, so there's nothing to say about it. However, it can't explain why he likes Luo Xiao. That little baldy from Flower Stern School is also not from an aristocratic family. "
As Wang Lu flipped through the information on Shijō-jin, he casually concluded, "Although Shijō-jin is a character with mixed reputation in the Wanxian League, there are many people who support him, from high-rank sects to aristocratic families. In addition, his popularity among the monsters and spirit beasts is also quite good. It's not an exaggeration to say that he has a force …"
As he said that, a voice of doubt came from the opposite side.
"Why does this kind of person have so many supporters among the monsters and monsters?"
Bai Shixuan opened her clear eyes and asked incredulously.
As an immortal beast of the Cloud Platform, she could not understand this phenomenon. Because it was reasonable to say that the monsters and spirit beasts were the biggest victims of the bloodline argument. Those who emphasized bloodline would at least recognize the equally noble human beings, but they would never recognize creatures other than human beings. Even the pure immortal beasts were no exception. That being the case, why would the monsters and spirit beasts support a bloodline argument?
Wang Lu also found it strange, "According to the information, Shijō-jin treats the monsters and spirit beasts much better than humans. He even rarely eats the meat of the monsters."
Bai Shixuan's eyes widened, "This person is so strange."
"Indeed very strange … but what's more strange is you. Why did you come here instead of going on your honeymoon with Lao Ai?" Wang Lu closed the file and temporarily stopped thinking about Shijō-jin's problem. He turned his attention to Bai Shixuan.
Bai Shixuan slightly frowned, and wrinkles appeared on her cute little nose, "You're really annoying."
Wang Lu was surprised to hear this, "Little Bai, do you have a fever? Why are you talking nonsense? "
Bai Shixuan's attachment to Wang Lu was not a secret in the entire Spirit Sword Mountain. When Wang Lu met the Grand Cloud Fairy on the Grand Cloud Mountain, the fairy scattered her thousand years of cultivation and died. Thus, a new mountain spirit, Bai Shixuan, was born on the Grand Cloud Mountain … For her, Wang Lu was a very special existence. Therefore, for a long time, people saw that Bai Shixuan was obedient to Wang Lu, like the most well-behaved wife … or daughter.
Unfortunately, now it seemed that this daughter seemed to have entered the rebellious phase and began to scold Wang Lu.
"Humph, who told you to encourage that idiot Lao Ai to pester me?" Bai Shixuan was quite dissatisfied, "She and I are both girls! You picked her up, so you should be responsible for guiding her in the right direction, not indulging her! "
Wang Lu earnestly said, "You should try to understand the beauty of a lily. This world is not lacking in beauty, it's just lacking …"
"Hateful."
Bai Shixuan only used two words to interrupt Wang Lu's endless talk. Only Bai Shixuan could use these two words to shut Wang Lu up.
"… Very well, I will find a way to find a hundred strong men to let Lao Ai understand that men are the truth of the world."
"So hateful!"
"Okay, okay, I'll persuade her when I'm free. You can stay here with me during this time."
Bai Shixuan smiled and said, "Okay, but what if Lao Ai shines?"
"Then I'll put up a sign at the door, Dixian and dogs are not allowed to enter …"
"Hey!" Bai Shixuan, who was a white spirit dog, suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
—
After perfunctorily brushing off the visiting Bai Shixuan, Wang Lu continued to read the files. However, the more he read, the more annoyed he became. At present, the situation of the Grand Competition was gradually favorable to the Wanxian League. By virtue of the morale advantage and the killing situation that he personally directed in the King Pill War, the Wanxian League began to win and score, as if to form a inertia.
However, when he thought of Luo Xiao and Shijō-jin, Wang Lu felt that the current situation was not optimistic.
The advantage of the Wanxian League was that Wang Lu had successfully kneaded the incomparably large organization together and burst out amazing power. However, this kind of kneading was, after all, too difficult, and there were hidden dangers.
The larger the organization, the more difficult it was to unite. To be able to do this, to a large extent, it relied on the external threat of Dixian. When the external threat weakened, the internal contradictions inevitably surged up.
At the beginning, when the Wanxian League was still in an absolute weakness, there were people like the master of Heavenly Book Building who went against the trend. Fortunately, Wang Lu suppressed them in time. Now, if Shijō-jin came out to make trouble, the situation would be a bit troublesome.
After thinking for a long time at the desk, Wang Lu still felt that he could not let it go. It was really troublesome to deal with people like Shijō-jin. It was whimsical to expect it to be as easy as dealing with the master of Heavenly Book Building. At least, Aya's tactic of smashing the door to crush him was absolutely not feasible. Shijō-jin had been cultivating for one thousand and five hundred years, so his fighting capacity was definitely on the same level as Aya's.
If fighting was not possible … Wang Lu was silent and his eyebrows gradually twisted.
After an unknown period of time, Wang Lu stood up from behind the desk and breathed a sigh of relief.
In the information, although Shijō-jin discriminated against the civilian class, he was a straightforward person. His thoughts were almost written on his face. Meeting such a person …
Face to face, king to king!
— —
Immortal Six Area, Four Element Sect's station. Wang Lu came alone, but he saw several cultivators waiting in front of the door.
Three on the left and three on the right were Daoist Master King Pill, but at this time, they were placed in front of the door like doormen.
"Sect Leader has been waiting for you for a long time."
Wang Lu couldn't help but laugh. "This pretentious act is really deep."
Then he stepped in, not caring about the faces of the six doormen.
It was not surprising that Shijō-jin guessed that he would come. Because after learning about Luo Xiao's two consecutive victories, he had to take action, and this action would most likely be aimed at Shijō-jin.
The problem was, why did Shijō-jin, who had always been accustomed to ignoring the civilians, suddenly pay so much attention to him?
With a trace of curiosity, Wang Lu walked all the way to the main hall and saw Shijō-jin, who had been waiting for a long time.
One thousand and five hundred years did not leave too many traces on him. The person in front of him looked like a young man in his twenties, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes.
There was a low table in front of the Supreme, on which there were two cups of tea. One cup was in front of him, held in his hand, and the other was placed in front of Wang Lu.
Wang Lu did not stand on ceremony. He took two steps forward and sat opposite to Shijō-jin. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, and couldn't help but praise, "Good tea."
Shijō-jin nodded, his eyes were always on Wang Lu's face. After a moment of silence, he went straight to the point.
It was a serious topic that Wang Lu had never thought of.
"Supreme Wang Lu, when are you going to get married and have children?"
Thump.
The teacup fell on the table.
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