"Brother Zipengju is here. I didn't expect that he would also choose to join the Holy Academy. With him among our current generation of disciples, I'm afraid everyone will be suppressed."
"That's natural. With Brother Zi's talent and strength, there is actually no need to join the Holy Court. It's just that the clan stipulates that all clan members must join the Holy Court for a period of time, so Brother Zi has to come here."
"Speaking of which, Brother Zi's realm seems to have broken through the third level of Shinto, and has almost reached the limit of joining the Holy Court. It seems that Brother Zi has no intention of staying in the Eastern Territory Holy Court for a long time."
"It doesn't matter if we don't plan to stay for a long time. As long as Brother Zi stays in the Eastern Territory Holy Court for one day, he can lead us and suppress those bastards who don't even have the blood of the Holy Clan until they can't lift their heads."
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These warriors with unique temperaments gathered together and whispered in low voices.
It was said that they were whispering, but in fact, they seemed to deliberately let everyone around hear them, without any cover-up at all.
Even when he casually curses other people as bastards, he does so without concealment.
The faces of everyone around were originally irritated by these words, and they couldn't help but want to go forward and argue with these warriors. But at this moment, behind everyone, a white dragon horse, pulling a bronze carriage, slowly drove over.
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At this time, someone actually drove over.
The eyes of everyone around were attracted by the dragon horse and carriage.
There are countless warriors in the Qianlong World, and even Shinto warriors can only be regarded as low-level figures in the Qianlong World.
Therefore, unless it is a carriage of divine soul level, few people would choose to ride in a carriage.
But right now, both the dragon horse and the bronze carriage look extremely extraordinary.
I am afraid that such a carriage is definitely not suitable for ordinary people to ride.
"Brother Zi's dragon-horse fragrant carriage." The warriors with unique temperaments on the side suddenly became excited when they saw this carriage.
"It turns out that the person riding in this carriage is the one they call Zipengju." Ye Chen muttered secretly in his heart.
As his eyes swept over these warriors, Ye Chen had already roughly guessed the identities of these warriors.
If Ye Chen guessed correctly, these warriors should be the direct descendants of the Holy Clan.
The Holy Clan originally had eight major surnames, but now, four of its branches have completely declined, and there are only four branches left.
These four branches represent four surnames respectively.
Wan, Quan, Zi, Du.
Wan Long and Quan Long Live belong to one of these four surnames.
Although the descendants of the four major surnames are the purest direct descendants of the Saint Clan, the Saint Clan has built the Holy Court and absorbed talents from all over the world for so many years. Today, the descendants of the four major surnames of the Saint Clan have become a minority.
However, most of these people are those who Yue Zimu said value blood.
Since they are extremely proud of their own bloodline, it is no wonder that they just kept calling other warriors around them bastards.
To them, if they don't have the blood of the saints in them, they are just hybrids.
"These people value blood so much, and many of the warriors around them will join the Saint Clan in the future. They will definitely be hostile to each other." Looking at the warriors in front of him, Ye Chen seemed to see what Yue Zimu said,
The scene of those warriors who only believe in bloodline fighting with other warriors of the holy clan.
Ye Chen originally thought that this kind of disagreement only appeared among the Saints in the Central Region.
But I didn't expect that even within the Holy King County, this difference could be clearly seen.
Creak!
The dragon-horse incense car suddenly stopped not far from the crowd, and a young man dressed in white stepped out of the car.
He glanced around calmly, and with a smile on his lips, the man in white stood together with the direct lineage warriors of the Holy Clan.
This man in white is obviously the Zipengju that everyone is waiting for.
"Hey, what did you just say about bastards and not bastards? Speak clearly. If your words are used to scold me, then don't blame me for being rude to you." The appearance of the dragon-horse carriage only briefly dispersed the surroundings.
Everyone's attention.
Seeing Zipengju getting off the dragon-horse incense chariot, the surrounding warriors once again focused their attention on the arrogant words spoken by these warriors who were direct descendants of the saint clan.
After all, no one wants to be called a bastard for no reason.
The person who stood up to speak at this moment was a burly warrior. His face was full of indignation. It could be seen that this person had a quite upright character.
Otherwise, he would not have stood up directly and wanted to seek justice when others were unwilling to come forward.
"Who do you think you are? Get out of here and don't delay us in welcoming Brother Zi." The few direct warriors from the Holy Clan who just kept saying they were bastards glanced at the puppet warriors and said with disdain.
These warriors who are direct descendants of the saint clan are all staunchly devoted to bloodline.
In their hearts, only those with the blood of the Saints are extremely noble beings.
As for the other people around, they were called bastards. They were already very respectable and there was no need to be so polite.
"What did you say?" This burly warrior originally wanted to seek justice, but instead he was insulted by the other party. He, who has an upright personality, suddenly became furious. He took out a huge mace in his hand and pointed it towards him to tease him.
He beat the warrior who was a direct lineage of the Saint clan hard.
"You still dare to take action." This warrior who is a direct descendant of the Holy Clan sneered and glared at the burly warrior with a pair of slender eyes.
A shocking scene appeared. The body of this burly warrior suddenly stiffened.
After a while, the look in this burly warrior's eyes gradually disappeared. He became sluggish, and even his movements seemed to be controlled by others. He faced his face with his backhand and slapped him one after another.
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"Soul control, this person has such strong soul power." Everyone around, including Ye Chen, their eyes lit up.
"Brothers, have you seen that, these bastards are like this. They only know how to yell and have no skills at all. They are just a waste of my time." After the burly warrior was surrendered, the warrior who was a direct descendant of the saint clan had a full face.
Disdainfully, showing off to other direct descendants of the Holy Clan around him.
"Brother Du's soul control is more powerful than before. I'm afraid your soul power will be able to break through soon." All around, other direct descendants of the Saint clan echoed casually.
As soon as the words changed, another female direct descendant of the Holy Clan said with excitement: "Master Du, I think this guy is stupid. Why don't you let him go, as long as he kowtows to us three times in public."
"This is simple, no problem, you take care of it." The warrior who was a direct lineage of the saint clan who controlled the burly warrior said nonchalantly.
His eyes were focused on the burly warrior again. This direct descendant of the Holy Clan was obviously manipulating the situation secretly, wanting to make the burly warrior kneel down and kowtow to them.
Although this burly warrior has been controlled by his soul, his instinct is resisting the order to kneel.
Speaking of which, this burly warrior has a very upright character. If he wakes up and finds out that he is kowtowing to those direct descendants of the Holy Clan in full view of the public, he will probably commit suicide out of shame.
"It's so insulting." Everyone around them looked livid as they watched the burly warrior who was the first to come forward being teased wantonly.
Of course, there are also many people who are even more worried about the fact that these warriors who are direct descendants of the Saint clan seem to be so powerful.