"Then how are you sure that my eldest brother didn't steal another person's blood?" At this time, Ye Ji looked at the other person and asked.
"Seizing another person's bloodline is very difficult, and the chance of success is very low!" Xuanyuan Minghui continued to respond.
"And no matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to possess the purest blood of a family by seizing a body."
"In other words, even if someone seizes the first-level bloodline of the Xuanyuan people, they will not be able to possess the mark of the five-toed dragon. If they die, they will only be able to reach the second-level purity."
"You mean, the first-level bloodline cannot be obtained through body snatching, but can only be inherited from birth?" Shangguan Mingtian asked.
"Exactly!" Xuanyuan Minghui nodded in response.
"That's it!" Everyone finally understood.
"Even so, why do you call your eldest brother the Young Patriarch?" Lu Yue looked at the other party and asked: "Is it possible that a person with the first-level bloodline is the Young Patriarch?"
"I just said that people with first-level bloodline are rare talents that are rare to see in a hundred years!" Xuanyuan Minghui took a deep breath before continuing.
"Nowadays, among the tens of thousands of people in the entire Xuanyuan family, there are very few people with first-level bloodlines except the clan leader."
"And all talented descendants with this kind of bloodline are destined to be candidates for the clan leader from the moment they are born."
"Therefore, we habitually call them young patriarchs."
cough!
Shangguan Mingtian choked: "Are you flattering me in advance?"
"This young master is joking." Xuanyuan Minghui's mouth twitched slightly.
After a pause, he looked at Ling Hao and said, "Young Patriarch, since you have the first-level bloodline of the Xuanyuan family, why are you living outside?"
"Who are you? Why are you here today?" Ling Hao did not answer his words.
"Reporting to the Young Patriarch, I..." Xuanyuan Minghui responded.
"I'm not your young clan leader, call me King Xi or Long Zun!" Ling Hao interrupted him.
"Okay...Okay!" Xuanyuan Minghui was stunned for a moment and then continued: "My name is Xuanyuan Minghui. I am a descendant of the Xuanyuan family. I am now responsible for the position of family manager."
"I have been doing some errands for the past two days. I heard that there is a gathering of people from the ancient martial arts community in Lucheng, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect to meet the young... Lord Longzun here."
After finishing speaking, he glanced around and continued.
"Lord Longzun, are you in any trouble? Do you want me to help you?"
"No need for now!" Ling Hao waved his hand and ignored him, then walked towards the people of Fengyun Holy Sect.
After a while, he walked up to the other party and said, "How is it? Have you made a choice? Should you send people to the polar snowy areas or destroy the sect?"
"Long Zun, our supreme elder, sect master, and all the elders have been killed, and there is no one left in the sect..." The left guardian took a deep breath and spoke.
"You mean you chose to destroy the sect?" Ling Hao interrupted him directly.
Then, he turned to look at Xuanyuan Minghui and said in a deep voice: "Go to their sect, leave no one behind, kill them all!"
"Received!" Xuanyuan Minghui responded loudly, a momentum rising into the sky, and he was about to fly in the air.
"No!" Guardian Zuo shouted loudly: "I...we are willing to send people to the polar snowy areas to beg Dragon Lord for mercy!"
He knew very well that with Xuanyuan Minghui's strength, even if the last supreme elder in the sect came out, he would not be his opponent.
He remembered very clearly that even though the Supreme Elder was only half-step to the Holy Saint level.
But a year ago, he tried to break the mirror by force, but not only failed, but was backfired. Now he can only barely activate the ninth-level combat power.
"Xuan Pang, give him the medicine!" Ling Hao turned to look at Xuan Pang.
