Chapter 127 Lu Ming defies fate! Nine-colored Blue Silver Grass! Holy Emperor!
"It's the Ancestor!"
Ye Qingxian gasped in shock.
The elders around were so astonished that they could hardly speak.
"Patriarch, are you saying... this is that person's martial spirit?"
"It can't be wrong!"
Ye Qingxian stared intently at the sky, her voice becoming shrill with excitement.
"This is the aura of our ancestor!"
"So the Ancestor's Martial Soul was such a divine object!"
"Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass... First place... First place!"
An elderly elder was so moved that tears streamed down his face. He knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to the sky.
"May God protect the Ye family! May God protect the Ye family!"
"Although our ancestor is no longer here, his glory still protects us!"
The fear that had arisen from Tang San's forceful entry was largely overshadowed by the immense joy at this moment.
With such a powerful ancestor, what does the Ye family have to fear?
"The ancestor's martial spirit actually surpassed the Silver Dragon King and took the top spot."
Ye Qingxian murmured to herself, her eyes filled with longing.
"If the Ancestor were here, what would Tang San be?"
"I'm afraid the ancestor could crush him with a single finger, right?"
Thinking of this, a sense of regret welled up in her heart.
After all, our ancestor has been gone for far too long.
Just as the Ye family was immersed in shock and ecstasy.
Tang San's annoying voice came from outside the mansion again.
This time, the voice was even sharper, and carried an undisguised murderous intent.
I'll count to three!
"If you don't come out now, I'll raze this mansion to the ground!"
"three!"
This roar struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
The joy that had just begun was instantly interrupted.
Ye Qingxian's expression changed.
"Damn it, this Tang San is going too far!"
She glanced at the sky and gritted her teeth.
"If the Ancestor were still here, perhaps he could really fight Tang San."
"pity..."
Before he could finish speaking...
The white tiger had somehow wandered out and stood in the middle of the courtyard, stretching out in a big yawn.
"I told you not to be afraid."
The white tiger glanced at Ye Qingxian, a hint of human-like mockery flashing in its tiger eyes.
"That kid named Tang San is no match for me, Tiger Lord."
"If he dares to make a move, I, Tiger, can slap him against the wall so hard he won't be able to get off."
Upon hearing this, the Ye family members exchanged bewildered glances.
Although the sky display just showed that the Ancestor was very strong, this tiger was, after all, just a pet kept by the Ancestor.
No matter how strong a pet is, can it be stronger than a god-king?
No one was sure, and they just thought the tiger was bragging.
"Tiger, please rest."
Ye Qingxian sighed and straightened her clothes.
"This matter originated from my Ye family, and it is naturally my Ye family that should face it."
"If things really get out of control, please, Tiger Lord, lead the children of the tribe out through the secret passage."
After saying that, Ye Qingxian looked resolute and waved her sleeve.
"Open the door!"
"Let's get out!"
Since we can't avoid it, let's face the storm head-on.
"Boom!"
The heavy vermilion gate slowly opened to both sides.
Ye Qingxian, accompanied by a group of elders, stepped across the threshold with solemn expressions.
Outside the door.
Tang San and Xiao Wu were standing at the bottom of the steps.
Seeing the Ye family members come out, Tang San's anger not only did not subside, but burned even more fiercely.
Especially when he saw that the Ye family members did not kneel down and beg for mercy as he had expected, but instead showed a bit of stubbornness on their faces.
This deeply offended him.
"How dare the Ye family!"
Tang San stepped forward, and his divine-level pressure instantly poured out.
"I've been kept waiting for so long!"
"Back then, you colluded with the Spirit Hall, causing my father to suffer a life of hardship and displacement. How dare you put on airs today?"
Tang San was furious at the moment.
The name "Lu Ming" on the sky made him lose his temper, and he was looking for a place to vent his frustration.
The Ye family just happened to run into the line of fire.
Xiao Wu, her eyebrows furrowed, pointed at Ye Qingxian and cursed:
"You bad people!"
"If it weren't for you, Uncle Hao wouldn't have lost his arm."
"I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"
The two sides were on the verge of war, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.
Despite the terrifying pressure, Ye Qingxian's face was pale, but her spine remained ramrod straight.
"Tang San, if you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext!"
"The truth of what happened back then has been judged by public opinion. How can you twist the facts with just your words?"
"court death!"
A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes.
He's not listening to any explanations now; he just wants to kill people to establish his authority.
Blue light surged in his hand, and the phantom of the Haotian Hammer appeared and disappeared.
The Ye family members were greatly alarmed.
Are they about to take action?
Ye Qingxian felt despair and subconsciously glanced back into the room.
The white tiger was still lazily lying in the yard, even licking its paws.
Is this... really reliable?
...
The other end of Tiandou City.
On the street.
Yu Xiaogang, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, and others are gathered together.
They were originally just strolling around, and were also celebrating the victory in the war.
But at this very moment.
Everyone stood frozen in place, looking up at the sky, as if they had been frozen in place by a spell.
Everyone's face was filled with shock.
"Number one on the Martial Soul Ranking..."
"Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass?"
Oscar rubbed his eyes and subconsciously looked at Ning Rongrong beside him.
"Rongrong, am I seeing things?"
"Blue Silver Grass can be ranked first?"
Ning Rongrong also looked completely bewildered.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with doubt.
As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she considered herself well-read and had seen countless strange and wonderful martial spirits.
But this Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass is truly unheard of.
"master."
Ning Rongrong turned to look at the middle-aged man in the line with a buzz cut and a stiff face.
"You are the leading figure in the theoretical field. Do you know what kind of martial spirit this is?"
Yu Xiaogang was staring intently at the sky, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's question, he trembled slightly, then revealed a bitter smile.
"Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass..."
Yu Xiaogang shook his head, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"Rongrong, even I misjudged you this time."
"I have studied martial spirits for decades and have never seen any record of this martial spirit in any ancient books."
"There wasn't even a single word."
These words shocked the people around them even more.
Even the masters don't know?
This is so mysterious!
Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the scene on the sky changed again.
What was originally just a description in words began to conjure up the illusory images of plants.
From the most common Blue Silver Grass, to Blue Silver King, and then to Blue Silver Emperor...
The path of evolution is clearly laid out before everyone.
As Yu Xiaogang watched those scenes, his pupils contracted sharply, and he trembled with excitement.
"Oh my god..."
"This...how is this possible?"
Yu Xiaogang exclaimed in shock, completely disregarding any semblance of a master's demeanor.
He pointed to the sky, his fingers trembling.
"Did you understand?"
"The evolutionary path of this Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass is simply defying the heavens and changing its destiny!"
"It actually evolved step by step from the humblest Blue Silver Grass!"
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