Chapter 220
Their aura was even purer and more sacred than Zhan Qiuyun’s.
Qing’er wrinkled her nose and whispered, “Big Brother, I don’t like him! But he’s Master’s nephew, and he’s been pestering the whole ti you were gone!”
“Oh?” Hearing this, Yang Chen frowned slightly and glanced toward the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord seated at the highest point of the hall.
So this charming young man was her nephew. Which ant he was also part of the Jade Beauty Clan. No wonder he looked so bewitchingly handso. However, if this guy had his sights set on Qing’er … Well, he’d better be prepared to face the consequences.
“Your Holiness!” At that mont, Zhan Qiuyun, who stood beside Yang Chen, cupped her hands in salute.
“Indeed. Not bad. This trip to the Falling Star Mountain Range has indirectly provided you with a fortuitous encounter, allowing you to reach the Dao Integration Realm. With this, our Heavenly Dao Holy Land gains another Dao Integration Realm expert. This is the Yu Kong Seal you requested earlier. I always keep my word.”
The Heavenly Dao Holy Lord’s voice was ethereal and graceful, seeming both close and distant at the sa ti. As her words fell, a silver square seal appeared in midair.
As the seal manifested, the surrounding space rippled like water, with waves spreading throughout the entire grand hall.
Upon seeing the silver seal, a trace of delight appeared on Zhan Qiuyun’s jade-like face. She quickly stepped forward to take it. However, the charming young man beside her spoke up:
“Aunt, the Yu Kong Seal is a spatial sacred artifact and one of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land’s treasured relics, once as renowned as the Yin-Yang Mirror. Although the Youyue Peak Master has reached the Dao Integration Realm, is it not too rash to gift her such a precious artifact based solely on that?
“Moreover, ever since Holy Maiden Lingshuang returned, the Zhan family’s actions have beco increasingly arrogant and domineering. Many elders and peak masters of the Holy Land have expressed dissatisfaction with them. I’m afraid that if the Yu Kong Seal is given to the Youyue Peak Master, it will only fuel further discontent among the elders.”
Hearing this, Zhan Qiuyun halted her steps, her beautiful eyes glinting with displeasure as she glared at the charming young man.
“Yu Zun, what do you an by this? The Yu Kong Seal is a spatial sacred artifact. Is there anyone in this Heavenly Dao Holy Land who surpasses in spatial mastery? Now that I’ve broken through to the Dao Integration Realm, why am I unworthy of wielding the Yu Kong Seal? Or are you suggesting that your spatial skills are sufficient to claim it?”
With each sharp question from Zhan Qiuyun, spatial ripples surged before Yu Zun, forcing him to retreat several steps.
“Enough!” At that mont, the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord’s stern voice resonated through the hall as she rose from her seat.
All the spatial ripples within the grand hall instantly vanished, returning to calm.
The Yu Kong Seal once again hovered above her platform.
“Qiuyun, Zun’er’s words are not entirely without rit. Your Zhan family has indeed been overly domineering recently. If the Yu Kong Seal is given to you, the other elders will undoubtedly voice their grievances.”
As she spoke, the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord descended from the platform.
“The Holy Maiden candidate has already been decided, but the position of the Holy Son remains vacant. Holy Maiden Zhan Lingshuang wields the Yin-Yang Mirror. The future Holy Son must possess an artifact that complents it. The Yu Kong Seal will remain reserved for the future Holy Son.”
“Your Holiness, the future Holy Son … it wouldn’t happen to be your nephew Yu Zun, would it?” Zhan Qiuyun asked, suppressing her anger.
“The identity of the future Holy Son is unknown even to . I’ve decided that in six months, the Holy Son Tournant will comnce. All cultivators of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land under 1,500 years of age may participate. The one who secures first place shall be nad Holy Son. Youyue Peak Master, what do you think?”
Shrouded in mist, the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord’s face remained obscured, her expression unreadable. Her voice was still graceful and serene, betraying no hint of emotion. However, as she approached, her aura grew stronger and stronger.
Yang Chen suddenly felt a heavy pressure on his shoulders, as though his true essence had been forced into stagnation.
The mist enveloping the Heavenly Dao Holy Lord began to shift with her surging aura, occasionally revealing glimpses of her jade-like hands and a patch of snow-white skin at her neck.
From that flawless skin, Yang Chen could deduce that this Heavenly Dao Holy Lord was not an elderly woman who rely maintained her hands.
She was, without a doubt, a stunningly beautiful matron.
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