The Temple Master said indifferently, "I have heard about the bet. Chu Bawang's bargaining chip, apart from some pale words, did not materialize anything. Is this considered a breach of promise?"
"Of course it is! If the Chu Clan says so, then so be it! "Although Chu Changhe's temperament was cold, he was extremely domineering.
As he spoke, he tried to capture Su Yu.
The Temple Master's withered finger pointed at Chu Changhe. Chu Changhe changed from offense to defense, and his cold eyes narrowed. "You dare to stop me? You should know that the Saint Temple is bound to sabotage this son-in-law recruitment! Without the Chu Clan's intervention, you will repeat the same mistakes and fall into the fate of the Saint Lady losing her right to inherit! "
This sentence poked at their weak spot.
For six consecutive generations of Saint Ladies, except for the previous generation who was captured by Nitian Guyun, the other five generations were all destroyed by the sabotage of the son-in-law recruitment, resulting in the Saint Lady being unable to choose a husband and finally losing her right to inherit.
This time, the Saint Temple was about to make a comeback, and the Saint Lady Temple was looking for support everywhere.
Offending a superpower like Fan Capital was equivalent to destroying their own backer.
Many members of the Saint Lady Temple looked helpless. They told themselves in their hearts that it was not that they wanted to compromise, but that the situation was different, and they could not be blamed.
"Are you sure?" Chu Changhe said coldly, "Your Saint Lady Temple has been asking us to help you at the Saint Lady's son-in-law recruitment for decades, and now you are against us?"
"Mistress of the Saint Lady Temple, you should know that without the help of the Chu Clan, your fate will not change."
The Temple Master said indifferently, "Is that so? I remember that Chu Bawang, who you are most proud of, failed the Holy Altar assessment, right? What can you do to help us survive the recruitment? "
Chu Changhe smiled and took out a token, on which the word "Wang" was clearly engraved.
Looking at this object, the four Helm Leaders showed surprise.
Even the Temple Master could not help but be moved. "The Wang Clan's inheritance token?"
"Haha, I don't think I need to say more about the use of this token. You should also understand that this was given to me by the patriarch of the Wang Clan because he owed me a favor. At a critical time, I can ask the Wang Clan for help within the scope of the Wang Clan's ability. If I order Wang Qingchen to help you at the Selection Ceremony, I think they will not be able to refuse."
Helm Leader Wuxin's eyes were blazing, and she said excitedly, "Mistress, with Wang Qingchen's strength, Zhao Tianyin will never be able to kill him. In this way, the Saint Lady will eventually be able to choose a husband like Wang Qingchen, and our Saint Lady Temple will be able to avoid this calamity. We will be able to fight against the Saint Temple fair and square, and reverse our fate for tens of millions of years!"
He was not the only one; all of the Hall Masters were tempted as well.
"No need."
However, what answered them was the Temple Master's indifferent voice.
Not only were the Branch Leaders surprised, but even Chu Changhe was startled. "Are you sure?"
"Yes!" The Palace Master said slowly, "Because we've already found a suitable person."
"Impossible, who?"
"Of course it's the person you want."
Shua –
Pairs of eyes turned to Su Yu like lightning, stunned.
"Him?" Chu Changhe smiled coldly. "Mistress of the Saint Lady Temple, I think you must be crazy! He's just a nobody, but he's worthy of you putting the fate of the Saint Lady Temple on him. "
His thoughts were also the thoughts of the Hall Master.
The Palace Master seemed to have seen through everything and smiled lightly. "Then, may I ask, why did the Chu Clan Master use a token that is comparable to a life-saving talisman to exchange for this nobody?"
Chu Changhe's eyes darkened, and a hint of hostility flashed in them. He said in a low voice, "Do you really want to go against the Chu Clan? You know, the Saint Lady Temple will not have many good days ahead of you! "
"You don't have to worry about the Chu Clan Master. See the guest out." The Palace Master waved her hand indifferently.
Chu Changhe's cold eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he suddenly rushed towards Su Yu.
The Palace Master sneered. His residual shadow was still on the seat of honor, but he was already fighting with Chu Changhe.
Everyone felt like they were in a storm of sorcery energy, about to be destroyed at any time.
Fortunately, after a while, the storm suddenly disappeared, and Chu Changhe's angry voice echoed in the Saint Lady Temple. "Saint Lady Temple! Let's wait and see! "
Swish!
The Palace Master returned to the seat of honor, still looking the same as before, as if she hadn't moved at all.
"Well, all of you are dismissed. Tomorrow is the day of Xue Yi's son-in-law selection. You must be fully prepared and do not let any accidents happen." The Palace Master waved her hand.
Everyone bowed and retreated to prepare for the Saint Lady's son-in-law selection.
Su Yu, who was walking at the back, bowed to her and thanked her.
The Saint Lady Temple had prepared for the Saint Lady's son-in-law selection many times over the years, so it was a walk in the park.
The next morning, the Saint Lady Temple's nine female Sect Master statues resonated with the first ray of sunlight between heaven and earth.
Nine shining beams of light rose from the nine statues, intertwined in the sky, and shrouded the entire sky above the Saint Capital.
Sheng Capital and Fan Capital were also in sight.
An arena was set up in the square of the Saint Lady Temple. The powerful sorcery energy left in the statues acted as a boundary, and it could withstand the bombardment of a Level Two deity.
This could ensure that nothing went wrong, and the audience in the arena would not be hurt.
The Mistress of the Saint Lady Temple, the four Helm Leaders, and the Hall Masters were all seated on the rostrum.
Below the stage were more than a hundred young talents of the Lost Nation.
They were the dragons among the people who had successfully passed the Holy Altar's assessment in the past six months.
Among them, of course, was Wang Qingchen, whom Su Yu was familiar with.
Wang Qingchen stood next to a hale and hearty old man with a pair of white eyes. His clothes were simple and unadorned, and he had the air of an immortal.
His strength gave people the impression that he was no less than the Mistress of the Saint Lady Temple.
At this moment, the sun stood above his head.
The Mistress glanced at the audience indifferently and said, "The Saint Lady's son-in-law selection begins …"
Swish!
Before she finished speaking, several powerful waves of sorcery energy flickered in the empty field below the venue.
Two figures descended at the same time.
One was Zhao Tianyin, and the other was an old man in a green robe with short hair. His body was shriveled, and his eyes were deeply sunken. The most amazing thing was that there were no eyeballs in his eyes, but two black beads that emitted bursts of cold air.
"The Lord of the Saint Temple!" The crowd whispered in a low voice. Their words were very taboo.
"The Saint Temple is indeed here to make trouble, just like the rumors said a month ago!"
"This is inevitable. If the Saint Lady's son-in-law selection fails, she will lose the qualification to inherit the position of the Sect Leader. As the Saint Temple, how can they not come?"
"Yes, why did the Saint Lady Temple lose to the Saint Temple for the past six generations? Most of the reason was because the Saint Lady's son-in-law selection was disrupted by the Saint Temple, and the Saint Lady lost the qualification to inherit the position."
The Lord of the Saint Temple and the Saint turned a deaf ear to the crowd's criticism and sat down.
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