Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

"Did the master say that this inheritance came from Zhu Jiu?"

As soon as Mo Huaizun said this, everyone was dumbfounded, like a screaming chicken with its neck strangled.

Yes, Mo Huaizun only said that the inheritance could be passed down to one person, but he didn’t say who it was.

This is just their own inference based on so many similarities.

But if the origin of the sword art was not inherited from Zhu Jiu, could it be that she, who was in the foundation-building stage, had comprehended it out of thin air?

Xi Lingyi frowned subconsciously: "If Lord Jueya wants to find a better excuse, please..."

She had only said half of this when her face changed drastically and she became stuck. The same thing happened to Lord Lingyun and others.

Wenren Sejue tapped the table with his fingertips and raised his eyebrows, "You remember?"

Chu Yi narrowed his eyes and uttered four words faintly, "Wuji Lingzu?"

Everyone was in an uproar, and then they remembered one thing. In the 50,000 years of Jiuyou cultivation, the first one to cultivate the origin of swordsmanship was not Zhu Jiu, but their ancestor of cultivation, Wuji Lingzu!

Looking at Yi Chi again, his spiritual power is pure and his eyes are clear. He certainly doesn't look like an evil cultivator.

Besides, the Spirit Ancestor is also well-versed in everything and is an almighty being that towers over all the geniuses throughout the ages.

Even Zhu Jiu benefited from his kindness.

Not to mention that they were stunned, Yi Chi herself was also stunned for a moment, and then she gave a thumbs up to Mo Huaizun and Wenren Sejue in her heart. What kind of person is her senior brother? He is a genius.

Before he could come to his senses, Mo Huaizun began to speak slowly.

"Wuji Lingzu loved traveling and spreading his heritage all his life. If my memory is correct, the ancestors of Penglai Fairy Island, Beimai Sword Sect, and Qiankun Temple were all able to establish their sects thanks to the opportunity provided by Hui Lingzu."

Everyone thought it was not good, and then they heard Mo Huaizun continue with his gentle words: "According to what you said, those who inherited the legacy of the Evil Emperor should be killed, and those who inherited the legacy of the Wuji Spirit Ancestor should be of the same generation as your founder."

"So, should we kneel down and pay our respects to the ancestor?"

Everyone: "..." Don't say it, don't say it.

Yi Chi suddenly became excited, and came out from behind Mo Huaizun, and sat there with a group of people.

She signaled to Xi Lingyi and the others with her eyes, smiling modestly, "Everyone, would you like to have some tea?" It was like a villain getting his way.

No, she really dared to agree?

How could Lord Lingxiao and others, who are at the Mahayana stage, have the nerve to offer tea to Yi Chi in public?

But when he threatened Jue Ya before, his words were sonorous and powerful, and he dared to deny it now. What? Are you disrespecting the Wuji Lingzu? Don't recognize your ancestors?

You should know that the entire cultivation world is full of loyal fans of the Wuji Lingzu, including the evil ones.

If you dare to say anything unpleasant now, your sect will be criticized tomorrow, and your disciples might even be assassinated when they go out.

Everyone looked at Xi Lingyi and the others with scrutinizing eyes.

Xi Lingyi and the others were holding spiritual weapons, and their previous momentum had almost dissipated, just like a desperate housewife holding a fire poker.

Their faces were dark, and between being slapped in the face and being embarrassed, they finally chose to muddle through.

Lord Lingyun restrained his spiritual power and laughed, "Why didn't Lord Jueya tell you earlier? We thought it was that evil Zhu Jiu, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding."

"It seems that Yi Chi has a close relationship with us. The inheritance of the Spirit Ancestor is precious and rare. It is a blessing that he can reappear at this time when the evil way is flourishing. It is also the blessing of the Spirit Ancestor."

"How about we raise our glasses together today to toast the Great Dao and the Heaven and Earth?"

Xi Lingyi found the steps, relaxed her expression, even forced a smile, nodded and said, "Very good."

She looked at Yi Chi again, with deep disgust and fear in her eyes. They also wanted the inheritance of Wuji Lingzu, but they no longer had a legitimate excuse.

Even the Lord of the Silence Sword could utter a few words of praise.

However, Chu Yi and Chi Li never stood up from beginning to end.

In the blink of an eye, a war was over.

Mo Huaizun curved his lips coldly, still speaking few but deadly words, "You all can kill people and destroy the sect at will for a baseless slander, and now you want to cover up a misunderstanding, isn't it a bit too rash?"

“It’s hard to imagine whether the handling of affairs by a large sect is really as reliable as rumored.”

Jiemie Daozun's face darkened, and he said angrily, "What do you want to do?"

Ask him to serve tea to that brat? Don't even think about it!

He was extremely annoyed when he thought about how he had praised this brat last night without knowing anything and even threatened to bring him into the sect.

Wenren Sejue and Yi Chi looked at each other, and the former immediately understood the latter's intention.

"It's not that bad. Little Yichi was too frightened. He probably needs some spirit stones to comfort him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Chi's face turned pale, as if all his energy had been sucked out. He leaned weakly on Wen Ren Se Jue's shoulder, "Uncle Master, my heart hurts so much."

Wen Ren Se Jue touched her forehead with pity, and frowned, "That's right, the fever is quite severe."

Everyone: “???” This is the fucking world of cultivation!

Damn, I really want to strangle these two guys to death.

The face of Jiemie Dao Zun was distorted: "!!!" Spirit Stone? Isn't this going to cost him his life?

Just as he was about to angrily refute, Lord Lingyun interrupted him and responded with a stiff smile, "That makes sense. I also think that some compensation should be given."

Anything that can be solved with spirit stones is not a problem.

As he spoke, he waved his wide sleeves and handed a storage bag to Yi Chi, "Please accept these five million high-quality spirit stones, my friend."

Yi Chi took two tries before accepting it, with an expression that said, "In that case, I won't bother with you anymore."

Lord Lingyun was so shocked that he had difficulty breathing and his face turned green.

It's not without reason that Silent Blade Master hates her.

No matter how reluctant he was, he still had to spend money to avoid disaster. Xi Lingyi threw down five million with great reluctance without saying a word.

Then it was Chi Li, she smiled and acted as if she didn't feel anything, and even praised him, "No wonder he's so outstanding."

Yi Chi looked at her charming eyes and lowered her eyelashes shyly. Everyone thought she was going to say something modest.

She just said, "Of course."

"..."

The Lord of the Silent Blade finally took out one million from his storage ring with trembling hands, gritted his teeth, and threw it to Yi Chi with a painful look.

Just when I was about to say something, I saw Yi Chi's bright eyes clearly saying: I don't mind that you are poor, what harsh words do you want to say to your little ancestor?

"..."

Chu Yi is actually a very stable person. Mo Huaizun is emotionally stable, but this guy is very stable in terms of poison.

Yi Chi was already alert enough, but he was still poisoned.

"The pain in the chest is not a small problem. It has a fever and needs to be treated. Spiritual stones are only a temporary solution after all." He stared at her coldly and worriedly, frowned, and then directed the imperial team behind him.

"Go and check what's wrong with the brain of this frail and sickly nephew from afar."

Yi Chi: “…” You are the one with a mental illness.

Immediately, an old doctor in a black robe stepped out and took out a thick long needle from his storage bag. He held it in his hand and looked at Yi Chi seriously, "Excuse me, everyone who has used my needle says it's good."

"My dear little ancestor, please trust me. I guarantee that the medicine will cure your illness."

Yi Chi sat up in shock from his dying illness, quickly left Wen Ren Se Jue's shoulder, and smiled slightly.

"In fact, I just felt dizzy just now, so there is no need for you to worry about it."

You old man, don't come over here!

I’m upset that I didn’t receive the spirit stones from Chu Yi!