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Hearing Gong Chuhe speak, the burly man rubbed his bald head and, somewhat disgruntled, stepped aside.
Gong Chuhe turned around, smiling at Xu Zimei, "Lin Beisheng, please don’t misunderstand. Since you have received the legacy, of course, we won’t snatch it openly.
It’s just that we want to see what exactly the inheritance left by our ancestor is; this request should be satisfiable, after all, it is our ancestor’s."
"And what good will looking do?" Xu Zimei asked with interest.
"If Young Master Lin is willing to trade, we can offer something satisfactory in exchange," Gong Chuhe said.
"And Young Master Lin will gain the friendship of the Eternal Ancient Divine Sect."
The eyes of everyone around turned to Xu Zimei; some even subtly used pressure to impose a sense of oppression on him.
"I think that won’t be necessary. Initially, I did not desire this inheritance, but unfortunately, your ancestor insisted on giving it to me," Xu Zimei shook his head and said.
"But since the item is already in my hands, naturally, there’s no possibility of it being returned."
"Won’t Young Master Lin consider it?" Gong Chuhe narrowed his eyes slightly, his right hand slowly and rhythmically tapping the armrest of his chair as he watched Xu Zimei.
"What, are you going to rob me? Feel free to try," Xu Zimei said.
"What’s there to prattle about? I can easily take down this kid with hardly a move," the burly man known as Si Xiong, who seemed impatient, said coldly.
Or perhaps he was annoyed by Xu Zimei’s arrogant demeanor and spoke coldly, "Kid, it would be in your best interest to hand it over today. If you don’t know what’s good for you and have taken our ancestor’s legacy, I’ll make sure you’re spattered in blood within five steps."
"Why are you so noisy?" Xu Zimei turned and looked at the burly man dismissively.
He then employed the technique "A Drop in the Ocean" that he had learned at the Nine Heavens Imperial Sect; endless spiritual energy converged in his hand, and a droplet of water appeared on the tip of his right index finger.
With a light flick, the small droplet, carrying the weight of ten thousand jin, surged towards the burly man with oppressive force.
A look of amazement flashed in the burly man’s eyes, and a beastly roar emanated from his body.
The projection of a ferocious beast materialized, bellowing mightily as if roaring up to the heavens.
The true form of the beast was indistinct, but from its aura, it was undoubtedly an ancient ferocious beast.
However, before the ferocious beast could show its prowess, the water droplet had already pierced through its forehead.
The burly man’s pupils constricted, followed by several more beastly roars, as one after another, multiple beastly projections appeared behind him.
In addition to the one before, three new ferocious beasts had appeared.
The droplet, bearing an enormous weight, descended with suppression, with endless spiritual energy gathering force.
The tiny water droplet seemed to slash through ages and oceans, gathering the boundless sea, falling from the sky.
It left no opportunity for the beasts to resist and pierced through the burly man’s back, his body crashing heavily to the ground of the great hall.
The projections of the beasts shattered, their cries echoing in fear.
In the great hall, the two saintly elders’ eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.
"I was thinking of wiping out your Eternal Ancient Divine Sect, but since your ancestor was a decent person, I couldn’t be bothered to care," Xu Zimei said indifferently.
"But this doesn’t give you the right to act recklessly in front of me over and over. I don’t want to hear any dissent; otherwise, even today, right here in the Eternal Ancient Divine Sect,
in front of everyone from your Sect Gate, I would still slay you," he continued.
The great hall fell silent upon hearing Xu Zimei’s words.
Gong Chuhe coughed a few times and said with a light laugh, "I believe Young Master Lin must have misunderstood. Elder Si Xiong is just like that; actually, we have no ill intentions.
We just wanted to inquire about our ancestor, who has been to the Immortal Path for tens of thousands of years.
Over these ten thousand years, we have attempted to ascend to the Divine Stairs multiple times, unable to reach the top. It’s just that your appearance has perhaps gotten us a little too excited."
"It’s best that this is the case. If there’s nothing else, Sect Master Gong, you should send someone to take me back. I don’t want to waste time here with you all," Xu Zimei said languidly.
"It’s only right," Gong Chuhe said with a nod and a smile.
As Xu Zimei was about to leave, Gong Chuhe spoke up with a smile, "Young Master Lin, please wait a moment."
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"Something the matter?" Xu Zimei turned his head and inquired.
Gong Chuhe waved his hand and tossed over a token, saying, "I know Young Master Lin wishes to go to the Divine Demon Battlefield. With this token, you can bypass the queue and go directly to the Teleportation Array."
"Thanks," Xu Zimei nodded in acknowledgment.
Watching Xu Zimei’s retreating figure once more, the entire hall fell into complete silence.
After a long while, the Saintly elder at the head finally spoke, "Is the Sect Master just letting him leave? We still haven’t clarified the inheritance from our ancestors, and today’s events are simply a disgrace to our Divine Sect.
In these tens of thousands of years, who has dared to be so arrogant before us?"
Gong Chuhe didn’t hurry to respond but looked down below and asked, "Si Xiong, are you alright?"
The bald, muscular man struggled to stand up, his gaze somewhat vacant, and murmured in a low voice, "How terrifying."
"What’s happened to you?" asked an Elder beside him.
"I’ve fought Saints before, and even against a Saint, I could hold on for a while," the muscular man said to himself.
"But just now, I felt as weak as an ant, an ant that could be squashed at any moment.
It felt as though…"
At this point, the muscular man’s pupils constricted, and he suddenly looked up, "The Divine King is alive."
Hearing the muscular man’s words, Gong Chuhe squinted his eyes and said nothing for a long time, seemingly pondering something.
"Why did the Sect Master let him leave?" the elder beside him still seemed somewhat confused.
"Could it be that he truly feared him?"
"That’s only part of it," Gong Chuhe shook his head and explained.
"Haven’t you ever wondered why our ancestor established the Ascending to Divinity Stairs?"
Observing that everyone below furrowed their brows in silence.
Gong Chuhe continued, "If it were just an ordinary inheritance, the ancestor would surely have left it to us.
How could he possibly hand it over to someone else so readily?
It’s guarded by remnants of the ancestor’s soul. Does the ancestor’s conduct require any teaching from us?
The so-called ’A Drop in the Ocean’ need not be sought; some things, even if pursued, are not only useless but can also bring calamity.
Moreover, that Lin Qiu remained so composed in front of so many of us.
This isn’t something that can be feigned, which means he truly has confidence and is not afraid of us."
"So the Sect Master gave him the token to curry favor with him," said the Elder below with a laugh.
"The Sect Master is far-sighted."
"It’s not far-sightedness, just faith in the ancestor’s judgement," Gong Chuhe dismissed with a wave of his hand and said.
"Try not to make an enemy of him; arrange for someone to see him off."
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After leaving the Eternal Ancient Hall, Xu Zimei smiled faintly.
The leader of the Eternal Ancient Divine Sect was truly not an ordinary person, knowing how to judge the situation.
Outside, Jiuyou was getting a bit anxious. Seeing Xu Zimei emerge unscathed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
"Let’s go, back to Eternal Ancient City. I have some matters to attend to," Xu Zimei shook his head and said.
The same flying sedan that had brought him was once again ready to take Xu Zimei back to Eternal Ancient City.
