"Little friend Mo, please do as you wish."
Tan Qiyue looked coldly at the members of the two large sects. He indeed did not care how many people Mo Wen killed. As long as the Purple Qi Pavilion was still around and the inheritance continued, it was fine. He would not become enemies with Mo Wen just because of a few people.
Grandmother Hui Ling's hunched body shuddered. She stood up shakily and said agitatedly, "Hold on, Lord Patriarch Tan. We can bear all the responsibilities. However, the Purple Bottle Gourd is a legacy item of the Purple Qi Pavilion. I believe you already know how important it is to the Purple Qi Pavilion from the Sect Grandmaster. If they lost the Purple Bottle Gourd, it would mean that the legacy of the Purple Qi Pavilion had been severed. Hence, Patriarch Tan, you must retrieve the Purple Bottle Gourd. "
Grandmother Hui Ling looked at Patriarch Tan with a determined gaze. In order to protect the inheritance of the Purple Qi Pavilion, they had to get the Purple Bottle Gourd back. Without the Purple Bottle Gourd, even if the Purple Qi Pavilion still existed, it would only exist in name.
For the Purple Qi Pavilion, the importance and significance of the Purple Bottle Gourd was even greater than that of the Cries of Hades Bell and the Dark Soul Pearl. That was because it was the symbol of the Purple Qi Pavilion and also their faith. The Purple Qi Pavilion had been passed down from generation to generation. It had lasted for thousands of years, and they had always treated the Purple Bottle Gourd as a sacred object.
She could die, but she could not lose the Purple Bottle Gourd. If Patriarch Tan wanted to protect the inheritance of a high enough level, he had to snatch the Purple Bottle Gourd back from Mo Wen.
"This …"
Tan Qiyue was somewhat hesitant. He indeed knew the significance of the Purple Bottle Gourd to the Purple Qi Pavilion. However, since the treasure had fallen into Mo Wen's hands, it was indeed somewhat inappropriate to ask for it back. However, if he didn't get his revenge and Grandmother Hui Ling said it in front of everyone, wouldn't everything he had said before be bullsh * t?
"Little friend Mo Wen, look …" Tan Qiyue looked at Mo Wen and said, "If you are willing to return the Purple Bottle Gourd to the Purple Qi Pavilion, I am willing to compensate you with treasures of equal value."
The Purple Bottle Gourd of the Purple Qi Pavilion was indeed not simple. However, as an ancient martial art practitioner of the Martial Arts Grandmaster Second Realm, he still had some good things in his hands. Those treasures that were as valuable as the Purple Bottle Gourd. Even he felt his heart ache when he took them out. However, in order to fulfill his promise to his sworn friend and not offend Mo Wen, he could only bear with the pain and part with them.
Upon hearing this, Mo Wen furrowed his brows. On the surface, the Purple Bottle Gourd appeared to be a treasure second only to a Profound Level Weapon. However, in reality, it was rather mysterious. It definitely had an extraordinary origin. If he didn't know. If Tan Qiyue personally asked, he might return the Purple Bottle Gourd. However, since he knew that the Purple Bottle Gourd was extraordinary, he naturally could not return such an important treasure.
"Little friend Mo Wen, is there something troubling you?"
Tan Qiyue frowned slightly when he saw Mo Wen's reaction. Although the Purple Bottle Gourd was extraordinary, it would not be of much use to Mo Wen. After all, Mo Wen had quite a few profound level weapons on him. No matter how good the Purple Bottle Gourd was, it could not possibly compare to a profound level weapon.
He had not expected that Mo Wen would hesitate because of a Purple Bottle Gourd.
Grandmother Hui Ling's gaze was fixed on Mo Wen, afraid that he would not return the Purple Bottle Gourd to the Purple Light Pavilion.
He Xiangyu and the others from the Five Beasts Sect were pale as a sheet as they looked at everything before them in despair. The Purple Qi Pavilion had a good sect master who could invite Patriarch Tan for help. If he could keep the inheritance, he could even ask for the divine artifact. But what about their Five Beasts Sect? Not only would they not be able to get the Five Beast Hoops back from Mo Wen, but they would most likely be annihilated by Mo Wen.
The foundation of a sect was on full display at this moment. The Purple Qi Pavilion had been around for a thousand years. As expected, it was not something a sect that had flourished for less than a hundred years could compare to. The Five Beasts Sect had only been around for two hundred years. They were not even as old as Patriarch Tan.
The Purple Qi Pavilion could survive because of Patriarch Tan, but the Five Beasts Sect had no one to rely on.
"There is something you do not know, Elder Tan. I am afraid I cannot return the Purple Bottle Gourd to the Purple Qi Pavilion, because … it has come to bother me. If not for the Purple Bottle Gourd pestering me back then … I won't take it away either. "
Mo Wen sighed softly. This bottle gourd was rather strange. Ever since he had encountered it, where had he been? The Purple Bottle Gourd followed him wherever he went, and he could not shake it off.
"What do you mean?" Tan Qiyue was slightly stunned and could not react for a while. A treasure had actually entangled Mo Wen. What did that mean?
Mo Wen waved his hand and took out the Purple Bottle Gourd from his sleeve. Then, he lifted it up and tossed it. The Purple Bottle Gourd turned into a beam of purple light and instantly flew over ten miles.
"A holy artifact!"
Grandmother Hui Ling's heart tightened. She subconsciously flew up and chased after the Purple Bottle Gourd. She had never imagined that Mo Wen would throw the Purple Bottle Gourd away.
A strange look flashed in Tan Qiyue's eyes. He didn't know what Mo Wen was trying to do.
Grandmother Hui Ling's figure flashed and she flew out of the city, chasing after the Purple Bottle Gourd. Just as she was about to grab it … The Purple Bottle Gourd lit up with a beam of purple light. That beam of purple light swept across and sent Grandmother Hui Ling flying.
At the same time, the purple gourd made a nimble turn and became a bolt of purple lightning. It instantly returned to Mo Wen's side. It was even faster than when it had flown out. She did not stand on ceremony with Mo Wen at all, directly burrowing into Mo Wen's embrace, seemingly not wanting to come out again.
"Purple gourd!"
All the ancient martial art practitioners who had entered the Fighting Spirit Tower were shocked. Wasn't that the purple bottle gourd that had suddenly appeared at the last moment of the battle? Many martial artists had a deep impression of the purple gourd.
Tan Qiyue was also shocked. He had not expected that Mo Wen's small bottle gourd would be the Purple Qi Pavilion's most valuable inherited treasure. He did not know that the Purple Qi Pavilion's inherited treasure was actually so strange.
"The Spirit Gourd recognized its master? How is that possible? How is this possible?! "
Grandmother Hui Ling flew back with a pale face. She looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, as though she had seen a ghost.
It was not just Grandmother Hui Ling. All the Purple Qi Pavilion ancient martial art practitioners looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. The expression in their eyes was unprecedentedly complicated. The legendary spiritual gourd recognizing its master, the highest ancestral teaching in the sect's rules, had actually appeared!
"What spiritual gourd recognizing its master?" Tan Qiyue looked at Grandmother Hui Ling, puzzled. Could it be that a magical treasure could recognize its master? Right now, he also guessed that the Purple Bottle Gourd was most likely not ordinary.
Grandmother Hui Ling surprisingly ignored Tan Qiyue. If this had happened in the past, it would have been a great disrespect. She would not have dared to do so even if she had the guts of a bear. But right now, she had completely ignored Tan Qiyue. She looked at Mo Wen with a complicated gaze. The next moment, she did something that shocked everyone.
There was a thud.
Grandmother Hui Ling knelt down in front of everyone. She knelt on one knee and pressed her right hand to her chest in a gesture of submission.
Grandmother Hui Ling was not the only one. The ancient martial art practitioners of Purple Qi Pavilion, including Pavilion Leader Ye Rong and Wu Feng, all knelt on one knee and lowered their heads in submission.
Everyone in the square was stunned. No one had expected such a scene to occur.
Could it be that the people of Purple Qi Pavilion were afraid of death and were attempting to drag out an ignoble existence like this? This was the first thought that popped up in most of the people's minds. However, Patriarch Tan had promised to protect the Purple Qi Pavilion. Why did they have to kneel, and all of them?
The one who should be kneeling and begging for mercy should be the Five Beasts Sect. The Five Beasts Sect had yet to kneel, but the Purple Qi Pavilion had actually knelt.
"Why?"
A look of doubt flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. Since the Purple Qi Pavilion had the protection of Tan Qiyue, he would have to give them some face. Why did they still need to kneel to him? If the culprits, who were bound to be punished, knelt down, then so be it. However, right now, everyone in the Purple Qi Pavilion, including the various pavilion leaders and elders, as well as the ordinary disciples, had all knelt down.
"In the Purple Qi Pavilion, there has always been a legend of the spiritual gourd recognizing its master. It has actually appeared."
He Xiangyu laughed bitterly and let out a heavy sigh. His gaze was lifeless as he looked at the sky. With his status, he naturally knew that there had always been a legend in the Purple Qi Pavilion about the spiritual gourd recognizing its master. However, a legend was a legend after all. No one had ever taken it seriously.
He had also treated it as a legend and had purposely made the Purple Qi Pavilion's inherited sacred item mysterious. He had not expected that the legend was actually true.
"The spiritual gourd recognizing its master? Could it be … "
Bu Zhangkun was shocked. His eyes suddenly widened.
He Xiangyu smiled bitterly and nodded. He said, "The spiritual gourd recognizing its master means that Mo Wen is the supreme master of the Purple Qi Pavilion."
…
"Lord Sect Leader, please allow me to explain in detail …" Grandmother Hui Ling lowered her head and slowly revealed a secret that was not a secret in the Purple Qi Pavilion.
It turned out that the Purple Bottle Gourd was a treasure left behind by the first founder of the Purple Qi Pavilion. Also, the first ancestral teaching listed in the sect rules was that the spiritual gourd could recognize its master. The person who obtained the spiritual gourd's recognition as its master would be the master of the Purple Qi Pavilion.
Ever since the first founder, the Purple Qi Pavilion had not had a true supreme ruler. That was because, for a thousand years, the spiritual gourd had never recognized a master.
Many people treated the spiritual gourd's recognition as a legend, something that did not exist.
However, because of the ancestral teaching, the Purple Qi Pavilion had not had a supreme ruler for a thousand years. Instead, it had chosen three branch pavilion leaders, each managing a region. They restricted and supervised each other.
This pattern had continued for a thousand years. No one had expected that a true master would actually appear in the Purple Qi Pavilion at this time.
"Lord Sect Leader, the ancestral teaching said that the person who the spiritual gourd recognizes as its master would be the supreme ruler of the Purple Qi Pavilion. From now on, every word you say represents the highest order of the Purple Qi Pavilion. I am willing to die as an apology for offending you before. "
Grandmother Hui Ling knelt on one knee on the ground. Her voice was filled with helplessness and desolation. Who would have thought that the final result would be like this? Even in her most desperate moments, she had never thought of kneeling to a youth. She had never thought of being imprisoned. As long as Patriarch Tan could protect the inheritance of the Purple Qi Pavilion, she did not mind dying.
But now, Mo Wen had become the most supreme person in the Purple Qi Pavilion. He had become her master. The ancestral teaching could not be disobeyed. No matter how proud she was, she had no choice but to kneel.
"So that's how it is!" Tan Qiyue looked at the people of the Purple Qi Pavilion who were kneeling. A look of understanding flashed in his eyes. He naturally knew about the legend of the Purple Qi Pavilion's spiritual gourd recognizing a master. However, he had always treated it as a legend. He had never thought that it would actually happen.
Lan Zhongzhi, Zong Changsheng, and the other ancient martial art practitioners from outside the Purple Qi Pavilion all looked at each other. No one had expected such a dramatic scene to happen.
However, the people of the Purple Qi Pavilion had just knelt down when another large group of people suddenly knelt down. The entire central square was practically filled with kneeling silhouettes. (To be continued.)
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