Ning Xue was shocked for quite a while. She hurriedly wanted to go over and help him up, but Ye Wuchen held her back with one hand. He smiled and asked, "Old Master, I'm just a useless person who doesn't even have the strength to truss a chicken now. Are you still going to respect me as the Divine Lord?
The old man did not get up. He trembled and said firmly, "The one who can be recognized by the Calamity Bow is our Holy Master! We must pledge our lives to follow him and never betray him! Searching for the Holy Master and the Calamity Bow is the only reason for our Northern Emperor Sect to exist for thousands of years. The ancestral teachings say that if we follow him, we will be blessed by the heavens. If we go against him, the heavens will befall us. Back then, my grandfather and the others were lucky enough to not die because they were blessed by the heavens. How could we dare to disobey the ancestral teachings and disobey the Holy Master! I, Yan Tianwei, am willing to pledge my life to the Holy Master. If I have any disloyal thoughts, may the heavens destroy me! I believe that the Holy Master's current state is only temporary. In the future, you will definitely lead our Northern Emperor Sect out of this place and towards the true peak of the world! "
He said each word firmly and from the bottom of his heart. There was not the slightest bit of falsehood. Ye Wuchen nodded slightly. In front of Nanhuangzong, he did not take out the Star Slashing Sword. In front of the "other" Northern Emperor Sect's Sect Master, he took out the Calamity Bow. Because once the former was taken out, they would most likely kill him and steal the sword. The latter, in exchange for them pledging their lives to follow him.
"Old man, get up." Ye Wuchen said with satisfaction. He was just a useless person. If the old man really had any bad intentions, killing him and stealing the bow was as easy as lifting a finger. But he still knelt down heavily in front of him and expressed his loyalty. There was no need for any falsehood in this — it was also completely in line with what Ye Wuchen had expected. Otherwise, if there was anything wrong, he would not have taken out the Calamity Bow.
"Thank you, Holy Master!" At this time, the old man was like a loyal minister facing a king in front of Ye Wuchen. He stood up, still unable to wipe away the excitement on his face. "So you were actually the Saint Master … This is truly the will of the heavens. A Saint Master has descended from the heavens. Our perseverance and loyalty have caused the heavens to take care of us."
Ye Wuchen said, "Are you really willing to be loyal to me, a stranger you met by chance, just for a bow? Are you willing to risk your lives?"
"I will follow you forever and never betray you! Otherwise, both humans and gods will kill you! "
"If I asked you to destroy the other Northern Emperor Sect, would you agree?" Ye Wuchen asked half-seriously, half-probingly.
The old man's face was expressionless as he said calmly, "Even without the Holy Lord's order, we still wish we could kill him!"
"Oh? Although they forced your grandfather's generation to jump off a cliff, they are still part of the Northern Emperor's bloodline just like you, so they can be considered your family. "
"No!" However, the old man shook his head, his eyes sharp. "They can't be called the Northern Emperor Sect at all, because the Northern Emperor Sect that I lead is the real Northern Emperor Sect!"
"Oh?"
The old man said, "In our Northern Emperor Sect, those who have the direct bloodline of the Northern Emperor all have a single lineage. They can have several daughters, but they can only have one son. Those who have the direct bloodline must be the Northern Emperor Sect's Sect Master. I have seven daughters, but only one son, Yan Duancang. My son has three daughters, the eldest daughter died young, leaving only two, and only one son, Yan Gong Luo. The others with the surname Yan are all born from our Northern Emperor's daughter and someone with a different surname. They took the surname Yan and belong to the Northern Emperor Sect, multiplying from generation to generation. Those who have the purest Northern Emperor bloodline, there is only one in every generation. The Northern Emperor Sect's Sect Master that Holy Lord knows is a … bastard! He doesn't have the qualifications to lead the Northern Emperor Sect at all. The Northern Emperor Sect he leads, is not the Northern Emperor Sect at all! "
Ye Wuchen's eyebrows tightened, and finally squeezed together. After a long time, he nodded slightly, "I see."
Currently, the people with the surname Yan in the Northern Emperor Sect on Tianchen Continent only have a small part of the Northern Emperor's bloodline, but it doesn't hinder them from cultivating the Flame Soul Technique and using the Heaven and Earth Empowerment Technique. They didn't decline because of the impure bloodline. But there must be a gap between pure and impure, and it might be a big gap. He didn't know how strong the old man in front of him was.
"Holy Lord, I wonder what this Calamity Bow is?" When looking at the Calamity Bow, the old man's eyes were full of piety.
"It's right under your feet. I found it because of its summoning."
"Under my feet?" The old man was slightly absent-minded, and laughed at himself, "My grandfather, my father, and I would never have thought that the Calamity Bow that we have been searching for is right under our feet, and has been with us for so many years. I wonder how my grandfather and father would feel if they knew this in the underworld. " He sighed, and said respectfully, "Holy Lord, don't worry. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will definitely help you recover your body."
"Then, about me and Siya …" Ye Wuchen asked with a smile.
The old man was startled, and then laughed, "Hahahaha, the daughter of the person who has the direct bloodline of the Northern Emperor is the Holy Lord's woman. She can only get married if she hasn't found the Holy Lord at the age of 25. Fortunately, the four of them didn't cause any big trouble. Otherwise, it would be really difficult for me … All of you, come in. "
Ye Wuchen was slightly surprised, and then he realized that there were a few figures standing outside the door. After being shouted at by the old man, they couldn't hide anymore, and pushed the door open and walked in.
"The first generation successor of the Northern Emperor Sect, Yan Duancang, greets the Holy Lord!" The old man's only son, the middle-aged uncle who looked silly, knelt on the ground with a solemn expression, and his wife followed closely behind.
"The Northern Emperor Sect, Yan Qiusha, greets the Holy Lord!"
"The first generation successor of the Northern Emperor Sect, Yan Gongluo, greets the Holy Lord!"
"… Yan Gongyue, greets the Holy Lord."
Seeing that her parents, brother, and sister had all knelt down, Siya was muddle-headed, but also felt that it was fun, so she also knelt down at the back. She peeked at Ye Wuchen, and shouted sweetly, "Yan Gongruo, greets the Holy Lord."
Hearing that, the old man first smiled knowingly, then he raised his beard and said seriously, "We all have the bloodline of the Northern Emperor, the Holy Lord is our sky, you can't be so impolite."
"But, grandfather also said just now, I'm the Holy Lord's woman." Siya, who was previously shocked and was in an extremely good mood, stuck out her tongue without a care, then suddenly stood up and rushed to Ye Wuchen's side. She bent down and hugged his neck, then giggled, "Brother Holy Lord, I'm your woman, hehehehe …"
The old man glared, but he chuckled in his heart. He didn't say anything, because Ye Wuchen didn't show any disgust at all.
"All of you, quickly get up. We're a family now, you're being so polite to me, it's making me very uncomfortable instead."
Only then did they stand up. After Yan Duancang stood up, he immediately returned to his normal self and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, the person that my third child accidentally picked up is actually the Holy Lord, this is really too good …"
Halfway through his sentence, he was hit on the head. Yan Qiusha, who was dressed like a peasant woman, rebuked, "What do you mean picked up, our Lord Holy Lord clearly fell from the sky. The Holy Lord is indeed the Holy Lord, just this handsome appearance alone isn't something that ordinary people can have. "
Yan Duancang patted his head and laughed foolishly. Yan Gongluo was rubbing his hands excitedly, but was pulled over by Yan Qiusha. She smiled brightly like a spring flower, "Look at how lucky our son is. Our ancestors couldn't find the Holy Lord for their entire lives, but our son didn't have to do anything to find him. And our daughter too."
Er Ya, who was Yan Gongyue, had a red face as she kept sneaking glances at Ye Wuchen.
Er Ya, who was Yan Gongruo, snatched the Calamity Bow from Ye Wuchen's hands and shouted, "Wow! This is the Calamity Bow that you guys always talk about? It looks handsome and scary. Grandpa, do you have an arrow? I want to try and see if this bow is as powerful as you guys say. "
Seeing that she was still so unrestrained in front of the "Holy Lord" and even snatched the Calamity Bow without any hesitation, Yan Tianwei and Yan Duancang looked at each other and smiled bitterly. After all, Yan Gongruo was still very young. She only vaguely knew a lot of things, and hadn't been nurtured into the loyalty that was buried deep in her bones. Yan Tianwei shook his head, "Er Ya, other than the Holy Lord, no one else can use this bow. Although you have the bloodline of the Northern Emperor and won't be rejected by the Calamity Bow, don't ever think of pulling the bowstring."
"Eh?" Yan Gongruo was very curious. She stretched out her hand to pull the blood-colored thin bowstring doubtfully. When she exerted force, her fingers felt a dull pain, but the bowstring really didn't move at all. She still wanted to test it a few more times, but the Calamity Bow in her hand suddenly turned into a ray of blood-colored light and shot into the space between Ye Wuchen's eyebrows.
Yan Gongruo pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and said softly, "Hmph, stingy."
Yan Tianwei said respectfully, "Holy Lord, we have a total of three hundred and thirty-nine people here. No matter if they are male or female, old or young, we are all people of the Northern Emperor Sect. From now on, we will listen to the Holy Lord's orders. I wonder what the Holy Lord plans to do next? "
Ye Wuchen thought for a while, then said, "I want to go to the forbidden area in the north to take a look."
"This … Since the Holy Lord has ordered, we will send the Holy Lord there right now."
Ye Wuchen nodded, "Just let brother Gongluo send me there."
Yan Gongluo panicked when he heard that, and hurriedly said, "You can't call me brother. You are the Holy Lord, our mission is to follow and be loyal to you. This, this … How can I bear this?"
Ye Wuchen sighed softly, then shook his head and smiled, "We used to call each other brothers, and it was very uncomfortable. Now, it has become a lot more distant. If that's the case, I would rather not have this empty title of the Holy Lord. "
Yan Duancang laughed loudly, "Third Child, the Holy Lord is so magnanimous. If you continue to insist, you will instead be unreasonable. Everything will go according to the Holy Lord's wishes. Without further ado, quickly send the Holy Lord to the north. Remember not to let the Holy Lord suffer any harm.
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