Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
As Ling Li's words fell, the entire square froze.
At the elders' seats, the faces of the elders were a little stiff at this moment.
Ninety-three years ago, on the day Jialou Juemei returned to the clan, he shocked the entire clan with his twenty-seven true roc feathers, one demonic bone, and Nine Underworld Demonic Lightning. He defeated Jialou Juemei, who was almost impossible to defeat.
In the hearts of the Golden-winged Great Rocs, it was impossible for anyone under the Martial Domain or Beast Domain to defeat Jialou Juemei.
But now, the Demonic Bone youth who had left the clan in anger had returned, and with a shocking feat, he had defeated Jialou Jueyu right before their eyes.
"I don't think anyone will object to me taking first place in this competition."
Jialou Juemei looked around, then looked at his father, Jialou Changtian, who was sitting in the middle of the elders' seats. He said calmly, "My father, elders, this time, are you still going to give the benefits of the seal to Jialou Juemei?"
The First Elder, Second Elder, and the others looked at Jialou Changtian.
"I don't care how you obtained the twenty-seven true roc feathers and the Nine Underworld Demonic Lightning, but if you turn into a demon after fusing with the demonic bone, it will be a disaster for the world, and also a disaster for the Golden-winged Great Rocs. You haven't completely fused with the demonic bone yet, there is still a chance to turn back!"
Jialou Changtian stood up and looked at Jialou Juemei with anger. His golden eyes were filled with disdain as he said, "Otherwise, I will sever our father-son relationship, dig out the demonic bone, and expel you from the clan!"
His voice reverberated and entered the ears of everyone in the surroundings. It was like a thunderclap that resounded in their minds, shaking their eardrums to the point of pain.
The clan leader's anger shocked everyone. The blood of the Golden-winged Great Rocs boiled, their hearts trembling.
"Hahahaha …"
Jialou Juemei raised his head and laughed loudly. His laughter was like swords, but also like thunder. His voice seemed to be mixed with unwillingness, resentment, and anger.
Hearing that voice, one couldn't help but feel grief and anger in their hearts.
Anyone who heard that voice would involuntarily weaken their aura when facing the black-clothed, black-haired youth.
"You guys just can't tolerate me, can't tolerate me. What did I do wrong that you guys can't tolerate me, Jialou Jieyu!"
Jialou Juemie's voice was very loud, shaking the heavens, resounding through the clouds, shaking some of the Golden-Winged Great Peng disciples until their ears were ringing!
Du Shaofu looked at Jialou Juexiao. Under that sorrowful voice, he could feel a silent and helpless anger and helplessness. He could feel the anger in Jialou Juexiao's heart, and his heart was moved.
"Father, don't …"
Jialou Cai Ling's beautiful face turned pale. Her eyes changed color as she said to Jialou Juemie, "Juemie, listen to me. Sister is begging you to turn back. Give up the demonic bone and you can still be arrogant in this world."
"Sister, you don't understand me either?"
Jialou Juemie looked at Jialou Cailing with a slight smile on his face. There was some blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked helpless and ferocious.
"Your sister is doing this for your own good. Jue Ke, turn back."
The old voice came from afar. As the voice faded, a figure appeared in the distance.
"Grandmother."
Looking at the figure that appeared in the distant sky, Jialou Juemie's pitch-black eyes rippled. His fierce and ferocious expression began to slowly fade.
In just an instant, an old and tottering figure appeared in the sky.
It was an old lady with white hair and wearing a pale golden robe.
Looking at Jialou Juemie, the old lady's wrinkled face, which had been sculpted by the passage of time, squeezed out a smile.
"Greetings, Sacred Elder."
As the old lady appeared in the sky, the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the others immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.
The surrounding Golden-Winged Great Peng disciples looked at the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the others respectfully bowed. They were all shocked and trembled. They immediately knelt on one knee on the ground.
Jialou Changtian stood up. At this moment, in front of the old lady, he was also very respectful.
"Grandmother …"
Du Shaofu raised his head and looked at the old lady. It was the grandmother he recognized in the Golden-Winged Great Peng Clan.
"Great Grandmother, why are you here?"
In the distant sky, Little Xingxing's tender voice called out intimately. The little figure happily flew to the old lady's side.
The old lady's withered hand held Little Xingxing's little hand and gently patted the back of Little Xingxing's head.
This scene made Jialou Changtian, the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the others all puzzled.
"Grandmother, are you okay?"
Jialou Juemie asked. Looking at the old lady, his pitch-black eyes rippled with complicated emotions.
"I'm fine. I'm just a little worried about you." The old lady looked at Jialou Juemie and smiled.
"Juemie is unfilial."
Jialou Juemie lowered his head. At this moment, in front of the old lady, there was no longer any fierce aura. He was like a child who had admitted his mistake.
"You are not unfilial. These years outside, you must have suffered a lot. Don't leave in the future. Stay in the clan and accompany me more, okay?" The old lady asked.
"Grandmother, the clan can't tolerate me."
Jialou Juemie raised his head and looked at the old lady. There was some fluctuation in the depths of his pitch-black eyes.
"The clan has its worries. You are the descendant of the Golden-winged Great Peng Bird Clan. You should understand."
The old lady said, "Give up the Demon Bone. Anyway, I'm already so old. It won't be long before I reach the end of my life. How about I give you all my inheritance? Plus, you have the True Peng Feather and the Nine Underworld Demon Lightning. Your future achievements will be limitless."
Jialou Juemie looked at the old lady. After a moment, he suddenly knelt down in the air and respectfully kowtowed three times to the old lady. He said, "Grandmother, forgive me for being unfilial."
"You are still as stubborn as usual."
After a long time, the old lady sighed. There was a faint smile on her wrinkled face. Only Little Xingxing felt that the old lady's palm that was holding his little hand was squeezing very hard at this moment. His tottering body was trembling.
"This is not stubbornness. I am not wrong!"
Jialou Juemie said to the old lady. He had always believed that he was not wrong. So what if he had the Demon Bone? Everything was not his fault.
"The Nine Underworld Demon Lightning should not be able to let you completely integrate with the Demon Bone. Your purpose in coming back to the clan should be to completely integrate with the Demon Bone. But I can't let you do as you wish. Don't blame me." The old lady's voice trembled slightly.
Jialou Juemie did not refute. He was silent for a moment. Then, he looked at the old lady and said, "If you want to make a move, I will not dare to fight back. My life is in your hands."
"You are not reconciled. You are not convinced?" The old lady said.
"Of course I am not reconciled. Of course I am not convinced."
Jialou Juemie gritted his teeth. There was blood at the corner of his mouth. There was a hint of desolation and ferocity. He said, "Ninety-three years ago, I was not convinced. Today, Jialou Jueyu was defeated. The clan still cannot tolerate me. How can I be convinced?"
The old lady looked at Jialou Juemie. On her old face, there was a hint of loneliness. She said, "Then how can you be convinced?"
Jialou Juemie looked at the old lady. He gritted his teeth and said, "If anyone of the same generation in the clan can defeat me, I have nothing to say. Otherwise, even if I die, I will not be convinced!"
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