As Lin Yue's words rang out, the many foreign martial cultivator talents below were montarily stunned.
So brazenly?
Just because you don't want to, you won't allow it?
For a mont, Yan Fang couldn't help but feel stifled, but he also knew that he, as a re Four Symbols Practitioner, had no right to see the legendary Main Hall Master.
What he didn't know was...
Actually, even the majority of the Harmonization into Saints powerhouses had never seen the Main Hall Master in person, being rely nominal disciples.
As nominal disciples, they only got to listen to the Main Hall Master's admonishnts from beyond a door at the initial apprenticeship, and then, perhaps only after many years on occasion of important affairs, they might hear the Main Hall Master's voice again.
Wanting to see the Main Hall Master whenever desired?
Not even direct disciples might be entitled to such treatnt!
And since the Main Hall Master was willing to lend the Martial God Tower to Seventeenth Prince, his direct disciple, it showed how much the Main Hall Master valued him, which is why the various Hall Masters of the Ancestor Hall also showed great respect.
Clearly, Yan Fang didn't understand these matters, to actually dare to challenge the Seventeenth Prince?
"Your Highness, are you not afraid that the Main Hall Master will be enraged if he learns of your actions?" Yan Fang couldn't help but ask.
"Enraged?" Lin Yue laughed, "If I were to ask my master to take in soone of unknown origin like you as his disciple, that would truly enrage him."
"For that reason alone?" Yan Fang looked at him incredulously, "We have taken our oaths in the Ancestor Hall, and even the statue of the Human Ancestor didn't reject us!"
Although he wasn't from Great Yong, he was after all a mber of the Human Clan, the enemy of the Demon Clan. Having escaped to the fabled Great Yong, far away from Eternal Night, could it be that the people of Great Yong would reject him just like that?
"So what?" Lin Yue replied indifferently.
These people were re pawns used by the Demon Clan without their knowledge, coming to the Ancestor Hall with a clear purpose. Hiding their motives like this, he couldn't explain how he knew the truth.
Thus... by pressuring them this way, he might make them tell the truth, clarify their origins.
"You... I would've never thought that the Ancestor Hall, hailed as the number one Holy Land of the Human Clan, led by the Seventeenth Prince, the number one talent of the Human Clan, would have such a narrow vision," Yan Fang said with a frown, glaring at Lin Yue.
"Presumptuous!"
An ice-cold rebuke sounded as a blurred shadow flashed by; Baili Fengzhi suddenly appeared in front of Yan Fang, coldly staring at him.
It wasn't that she didn't take action to capture Yan Fang; rather, a young man in a moon-white robe with a faint elegant smile suddenly appeared before her.
The aura of a Great Cultivator at his peak.
Moreover, he appeared out of nowhere in front of her, without any trace, perhaps by ans akin to the Way of Heaven and Earth?
She could feel... this person was very strong.
"Why be angry?" the young man in the moon-white robe said, shaking his head with a smile.
"Baili, don't bother with it, co back," Lin Yue said, not annoyed, simply looking at Yan Fang and speaking calmly, "Anyone who doesn't wish to join the Ancestor Hall is free to leave at any ti; the Ancestor Hall never forces anyone to join."
Upon the foreign martial cultivator talents hearing this, they were montarily taken aback.
Such harsh words!
They had thought... given their performances crushing many talents of the Ancestor Hall, the Ancestor Hall should value them highly, if not welcoming them warmly, at least seeking talents eagerly, right?
Who would have thought the Seventeenth Prince would bluntly say, if you don't want to join, then leave?
Such an attitude left them bewildered.
Yan Fang was even more frustrated.
He didn't believe it.
With his astonishing performance, how could the Main Hall Master not want to take him as a disciple if he knew?
Could it be that the Seventeenth Prince feared that if Yan Fang beca a disciple of the Main Hall Master, he would overshadow him? Yan Fang couldn't help but make such a guess, feeling even more indignant.
But since the prince had already said anyone not wanting to join could leave, what could he do?
"Your Highness."
The man in the moon-white robe spoke with a smile, "This younger apprentice brother of mine has perford so stunningly; he must be among the strongest in the history of the Ancestor Hall, right? If he's denied the chance to be the Main Hall Master's disciple just because his background is unknown, wouldn't that seem sowhat unjust?"
"Stunning?" Lin Yue laughed and retorted, "Was that performance really stunning? The strongest in history? You seem a bit too confident."
Yan Fang couldn't help but say, "Yan is indeed untalented. Since I practiced martial arts from a young age, that is all I've achieved... May I ask how Your Highness perford during the Inner Hall assessnt?"
He knew that when Lin Yue participated in the Inner Hall assessnt, he rely passed the fourth round of the life-and-death battle.
Whereas he was in the seventh round!
With this difference of who knows how many tis, how could he accept it?
"The fourth round of the life-and-death battle, so what?" Lin Yue's face remained calm.
Yan Fang spoke ominously, "Your Highness managed to beco a disciple of the Main Hall Master after just the fourth round, could it be that I..."
"When His Highness participated in the Inner Hall assessnt, he had only been cultivating for a year," Baili Fengzhi interjected coldly before Lin Yue spoke, "From mortal to the fourth round of the life-and-death battle, all within a single year, can you do that?"
Yan Fang was startled.
They had only arrived in Great Yong not long ago, and the information they got was rushed; they only knew that the prince was a prince, but the exact duration of his cultivation was a detail, so he was unclear.
Just one year?
That was indeed incredible.
Even with the guidance of the mysterious Proving powerhouses from his holand, it still took him several years.
"There's no need to discuss ."
Lin Yue held onto the railing, looking down at Yan Fang and spoke indifferently, "Weren't you comparing yourself with that genius from over a thousand years ago? What? Do you think you can compare to him?"
Yan Fang looked up and declared loudly, "I've heard about that genius from back then; he was also in the seventh round of the life-and-death battle, why can't I compare to him?"
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