"I am Xuanming Chenghua, from the Xuanming Witch Club..."
Xuanming Chenghua was about to introduce himself.
After all, he has the bloodline of Xuan Ming, one of the twelve ancestral witches, and he has the capital to be proud.
And, among the many suitors of the saint, he is also the most noble.
Because of this, Xuan Ming Chenghua dared to stand up and confront Qin Wang head-on.
In his opinion, what if Qin Wang is the Holy Son? It is just a false name of a Holy Son without a profound background. Sooner or later, he will become a mascot-like existence.
“Never heard of it.”
Qin Wang shook his head and called Zhulong directly.
Ang!
Zhu Long roared and looked down at Xuan Ming Chenghua and others.
The people who had originally gathered around the Holy Lady's Mansion subconsciously stepped back and looked at the candle dragon in mid-air with some fear.
That was Zhulong, one of the twelve ancestral witches. Even if it was just a shadow, the strength of the god-transformation stage was real.
"You must defeat it first before you are qualified to talk to me."
Qin Wang doesn't have the time or thought to talk nonsense to these young masters, so as to save trouble.
"Don't think that you can do whatever you want with the protection of the Zhulong Ancestral Witch! I tell you, as long as the Great Elder successfully recovers..."
Xuan Ming Chenghua didn't finish speaking, and he practiced one after another. It flew forward and instantly sealed Xuan Ming Chenghua's mouth.
At the same time, a figure flew from a distance and landed in front of Qin Wang.
"I'm sorry, it's the younger generation who are ignorant. Please don't argue with them, Holy Son."
The person who spoke was none other than Elder Jumang.
Although he said he was sorry, his expression was calm and he didn't seem to feel any guilt at all.
No wonder these young men surrounded the Holy Lady's Mansion. It turned out that there was someone behind them.
If you think about it carefully, it’s normal.
How could these young men dare to besiege the Holy Lady's Mansion if they were not backed by powerful figures? Even if they spend their days eating, drinking, having fun and doing nothing, as the son of a senior member of the witchcraft department, they still know who they can and cannot provoke.
Now it seems that there is indeed an invisible hand behind all this.
But what is their purpose?
Qin Wang didn't understand the meaning of Elder Jumang's doing this, or in other words, he didn't understand the meaning of the great elder of the Wu clan doing this.
"What if I have to argue with them?"
Qin Wang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Elder Jumang coldly.
Elder Jumang was silent for a moment, and then suddenly released his pressure.
However, the target of his pressure was not Qin Wang, but Xuan Ming Chenghua and others.
When the power of the transformed gods is unleashed, it is naturally not something that these young masters at the peak of the Golden Core can withstand.
Bang bang bang.
Many young masters were pressed to the ground, unable to move.
Xuan Ming Chenghua was suddenly startled.
"Woooooo! Woooooo!"
Xuan Ming Chenghua wanted to speak, but his mouth had been sealed and he could not make a sound.
"Sir, do you think this is enough?"
Elder Gou Mang looked at Qin Wang seriously.
“Not enough.”
Qin Wang shook his head.
"Huh? Then how do you think the Holy Son should punish them?"
Elder Gou Mang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was a little unkind.
"I think...it is necessary to explain. I am in love with the saint, so I would like to ask the rest of the people not to disturb the saint again. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
After Qin Wang finished speaking, he flew onto Zhulong’s head and Yulong left.
Elder Jumang snorted coldly, turned and left.
Xuan Ming Chenghua and others got up.
“Did the saint really fall in love with this pretty boy?”
“Damn it, you actually took our saint away.”
“Stop talking, did it happen? Can you beat him?"
"Come on, let's go. Ten years of watching is over."
Many people left. Xuan Ming Chenghua gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and stared at the closed door of the Saintess' Mansion.
Originally, he thought that the saint would like him or have a good impression of him. After all, the Xuanming Witch Club belongs to the pro-saint sect.
But!
Now the saint is having an affair with someone else.
How could Xuan Ming Chenghua endure this.
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The Holy Land of the Witch Clan.
"Great Elder, it has been determined that Qin Ba is on the side of the Saint and will not be of the same mind as us."
Elder Gou Mang said seriously.
"It's a pity that he has the Mark of the Candle Dragon. He was originally a help to me. It's a pity."
The great elder sighed.
"Then should we take action first and restrain Qin Ba to prevent him from destroying our plan?"
Elder Gou Mang asked.
The Great Elder thought carefully for a while.
Finally, he shook his head.
"That's all, the resurrection ceremony is approaching, so don't make matters worse. However, are you sure there won't be any problems with the Zhulong Witch Club?"
The great elder narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Absolutely not.”
Elder Gou Mang replied immediately.
"That's good."
The great elder waved his hand and signaled Elder Gou Mang to leave.
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The Zhuyin Witch Department.
In the high priest's wooden house.
Zhu Heng looked at Tuoba Shoushan in front of him and frowned tightly.
“You are saying that the leader of the Zhulong Witch Tribe promised that as long as our Zhuyin Witch Tribe restrains Qin Ba and prevents him from causing trouble during the resurrection ceremony, he is willing to accept our Zhuyin Witch Tribe and let us Recognize your ancestor and return to your clan?"
Zhu Heng looked at Tuoba Shoushan with excitement.
He also did not expect that Tuoba Shoushan actually joined the Zhuyin Witch Club with the order of the Zhulong Witch Club.
Although they are both of the Zhulong bloodline, the Zhulong Witch Club is the leader, while the Zhuyin Witch Club is just a remote branch.
If it can be recognized or even accepted by the main sect, it will definitely be beneficial to the Zhuyin Witch Club without any harm.
"Yes. Please also ask the high priest to seize this opportunity."
Tuoba Shoushan nodded.
"Okay, okay, that's really great. Hahahahahaha. Please go back and tell the sect that our Zhuyin Witch Club will never let down the sect's expectations, and we will definitely not let Qin Ba Interfering with the resurrection ceremony."
Zhu Heng puffed up his chest, his face full of confidence and expectation.
"Then I'll bother the high priest."
After Tuoba Shoushan finished speaking, he turned and left.
Zhu Heng watched Tuoba Shoushan walk out of the house and disappear from sight. The excitement on his face disappeared instantly and turned into frost.
Master?
Bah.
It's just a dog in the hands of the great elder, and its belief is no longer Zhulong. Otherwise, why would the mark of Zhulong be in the Zhuyin Witch Club instead of the Zhulong Witch Club?
To put it bluntly, the current Zhulong Witch Club is just a dog supported by the great elder.
"You still want us to recognize our ancestors and return to our clan? You should kneel down in front of your ancestors and repent. No, you must tell the Holy Son about this and let the Holy Son be careful."
Zhu Heng Hurry to find Qin Wang.
Soon, Zhu Heng came to Qin Wang’s residence, saw Qin Wang, and told Qin Wang about the incident.
After Qin Wang heard this, he looked at Zhu Heng with some surprise.
"With such good conditions, you are not willing to join the Zhulong Witch Tribe?"
Qin Wang couldn't help but ask. (End of this chapter)