Chapter 2067
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Madam Yuchi clutched her chest as she opened her mouth and stared fiercely at Old Madame.
The minute she opened her mouth, she spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wa" sound.
Ye Qing Luo's slender brows rose as her lips curled into a smile, as she smiled lightly, "So it's Old Madame. Qing Luo was still exclaiming in shock earlier on who released such a powerful energy. You're indeed Old Madame. Only Old Madame is able to release such a powerful, vast and majestic energy. "
A series of bootlicking was done without her face turning red or her heart skipping a beat.
Old Madame's expression turned gloomier and gloomier.
She looked coldly at Ye Qing Luo, as the raging storm in her eyes was extremely clear to Ye Qing Luo.
Ye Qing Luo continued smiling, "I'm just about to look for Old Madame to discuss about the Patriarch succession ceremony."
"I already know about this matter." Old Madame replied in a hoarse voice, as her tone was icy cold.
Ye Qing Luo nodded her head smilingly, "So Old Madame will be present for tomorrow's succession ceremony right?"
"Yes, the succession of Patriarch is such a huge matter, as the only elder in Three Springs Sect, I will naturally be present." Old Madame said every word with extreme force.
A pair of malicious eyes flashed with a sharp cold glint.
Ye Qing Luo's smile grew even more radiant as she looked at Madam Yuchi who was sprawled on the ground, not knowing if she was dead or alive, "Earlier Second Aunt said that Old Madame will definitely not take part in the succession ceremony, and even said that I'm not qualified to become Three Springs Sect's Patriarch."
She walked towards Old Madame, as she revealed an aggrieved expression, "Old Madame, I'm the Young Patriarch appointed by Father, am I really not qualified to become the Patriarch?"
Old Madame's five fingers which were holding onto the walking stick suddenly tightened.
The back of her shrivelled and frail hand started to show green veins because of her tightened strength.
Her gaze became increasingly malicious, like a sharp blade, as though it could pierce through one's heart anytime.
Ye Qing Luo didn't ask further, as she maintained her aggrieved expression, waiting for Old Madame's reply.
From Old Madame's expression, Ye Qing Luo could tell.
About eighty percent of what Madam Yuchi said, was true.
What she guessed in her heart was not far from the truth.
After a while, the Elder Ancestor raised his chin slightly and said word by word, "You are the young master of the Three Springs Sect, which means that you are the future master of the Three Springs Sect. If you don't have the qualifications, who does?"
"With Old Grand Madame's words, I'm much more assured!" Ye Qing Luo grinned as she smiled like a blossoming flower.
Her pair of charming eyes curved into crescents as she smiled, looking extremely alluring.
Old Ancestor only felt that the bright smile was extremely eye-piercing.
She tightened her grip on her walking stick and restrained the restlessness in her heart. "I'm old. I'll leave the succession ceremony to you young people."
As he spoke, he patted the woman next to him. "Beiming clan, this old one is tired."
Beiming's eyelashes trembled slightly.
She raised her head and gathered her courage. She looked at the Grand Elder and said in a low voice, "Grand Elder, please allow me to have a word with Seventh Young Mistress."
The Patriarch frowned.
Beiming's back was straight, his hands crossed, and he was extremely nervous.
"Go." After a moment of silence, the Elder Ancestor agreed.
Old Madame was clear on what Beiming clan wanted to do.
After getting the Old Madame's permission, Beiming clan's eyes lit up as she immediately turned around and walked quickly towards Ye Qing Luo's direction. "Seventh Young Mistress, Seventh Young Mistress, I have something to tell you."
Beiming clan took a few steps and jogged to the front of Ye Qing Luo.
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