Chapter 208 Doubting Your Master?
"Would you like to enable the automatic blocking function?" the system suddenly asked just before departure.
"What does this function do?" Lan Yue asked curiously.
"Weren't you going to be a thief? This is to shield yourself from one or two people who might easily spot you." The system paused, its answer ambiguous.
"Great! As long as it doesn't cost any points, equip them all!"
"No points required."
"Tongzi, this is truly rare!"
system:"..."
Lan Yue specially brought a piece of red-fleshed fruit that looked like a watermelon, and together with her friends, they quietly arrived at the sacred mountain.
Sure enough, at the end of the road, a man dressed in a white and gold cross-collar robe, with an imposing and dignified expression, was surrounded by a crowd.
He didn't speak, just stared at the sacred mountain with a serious expression, his face revealing neither joy nor anger.
There were many people from the Northern Ridge Holy Land talking to the Holy Son, all recounting recent events.
Of course, the fact that the Holy Son's biological daughter did not die was also revealed by those people.
"Understood, don't worry, I'll go find her right away." The Holy Son nodded to everyone, then quickened his pace and headed towards the palace at the foot of the Holy Mountain.
The majestic and tall holy son was thus surrounded and left.
Hiding behind the boulder, Yunxi sighed with emotion. So this was her other father? Her background was so complicated.
Should I go and check it out now? After all, this is...
[Lan Yue: It's fake!]
A familiar voice echoed nearby, causing even those ahead to instinctively stop in their tracks, all filled with surprise and uncertainty.
What exactly does this fake thing describe?
[Lan Yue: I knew something was off. This person in front of me is very imposing, and probably looks exactly like the Holy Son of Beiling. They have a similar aura, which is why they were able to fool so many people around us.]
[But I'm different. I have sharp eyes; I only need to—okay, I need to take a look at the system panel—to determine whether it's true or false.]
Lan Yue muttered to herself, feeling nothing was amiss, but those around her were terrified.
This heartfelt sentiment has resonated in their sacred land of Beiling for so many days, and whatever it has been about is absolutely true.
Even the fact that the Holy Son was trapped by the demons was revealed by this little girl.
So if this inner voice says the Holy Son is a fake, then what exactly did they bring back?
Everyone was shocked, and then rushed to send messages to their Holy Lord.
"Holy Lord, Holy Lord, something terrible has happened! Lan Yue actually said that the Holy Son is a fake!"
"Holy Lord, Holy Lord, come quickly to save people!"
On the other side, the Holy Lord of Beiling was leading two other elderly people on a tour of the Beiling Holy Land.
The people from the Southern Spirit Sect were also talking with the Supreme Elder, asking him what had happened recently. Of course, they also recounted the recent events that had occurred within the Southern Spirit Sect.
The Supreme Elder sighed: "I went to the Futian Secret Realm this time because I heard a rumor that a celestial artifact might be born in this secret realm."
The Southern Spirit Sect desperately needed a celestial artifact to maintain order, which is why he took the bait.
Unexpectedly, the demons managed to find the ancient chain of ambush formations, trapping them all inside.
"I heard that there were news of my two grandsons in that secret realm, but who knew they were a bunch of shameless demons!" The Insect Witch angrily pounded her cane.
"So that's how it is. The demons must have been eyeing the four cultivation domains for a long time. They know us very well, so they released the news early on, just waiting for the strong people from our various forces to take the bait." The Holy Lord of the Northern Ridge sighed.
All he could say was that it was fortunate he heard the little girl's voice and made preparations in advance, which saved her life; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable!
However, just as he was continuing to inquire about the health of the two seniors in front of him, the sound transmission stone hanging on his waist suddenly began to flash rapidly.
There was even a faint whisper reaching his ear.
The Holy Lord of Beiling was stunned for a moment, looking at the two seniors in front of him with some surprise and doubt. His expression was so shocked that he did not try to hide it, so the two people opposite him noticed it instantly.
"What happened? Did those demons come to cause trouble again?" The Supreme Elder kept frowning.
The Holy Lord of Beiling shook his head repeatedly. He quickly composed himself and took a few steps back without making a sound, replying, "It's nothing. It was the Holy Son who sent me a message, inviting me to come over and discuss something."
At the same time, the elders of the Southern Spirit Sect also received a telepathic message from their disciples, and they all took a step back.
The isolated Supreme Elder: "???"
"Grand Elder, do you remember when I took the Foundation Establishment Pill to establish my foundation, and it was under your protection that I established my foundation?" the Second Elder suddenly asked.
"Yes, Master, do you remember whether you rescued me from the sea or from the forest?" the Fifth Elder asked.
The Supreme Elder opposite him was almost laughing with anger, and roared, "You bunch of brats have really been taught in vain, how dare you doubt your master!"
"Second brother, do you think I don't know how you established your foundation? It was just because you accidentally took a rare elixir and couldn't withstand the impact of spiritual energy, so you forcibly established your foundation. Because of this, you spent more than ten years recuperating, and the gap between your cultivation and that of your other brothers grew larger and larger. You even hid behind my room and cried for a while. I haven't even exposed you for that yet!"
"And Fifth Brother, what did you say about the sea or the forest? I clearly rescued you from a cesspool! I don't know what kind of luck you had, falling into a cesspool and still managing to find a decent magical artifact!"
He asked him to finish his long speech, and everyone around him was stunned.
No wonder Lan Yue from the Southern Spirit Sect was always happily eating melons; it turns out she has a sect connection to him!
There's a lot of drama surrounding the Southern Spirit Sect!
Everyone was shocked, but the people from the Southern Spirit Sect were relieved. Good, this memory was accurate.
But soon, his heart skipped a beat as a terrible thought suddenly came to him.
The Supreme Elder's memories are indeed correct, even answering some details. But what if the memories were extracted after the other party was parasitized in some way?
In ancient times, there were also demons who could recall other people's memories.
As a result, everyone in the Nanling Sect became even more serious, realizing that this matter was extremely difficult to handle.
They really wanted to believe that the Supreme Elder in front of them was real, but if he was real, why was the Holy Son of Beiling next door a fake?
We can't expect the demons to use a half-true, half-false tactic to confuse them, can we? But that doesn't make sense either. If the Northern Ridge Holy Son here is fake, then the Supreme Elder wouldn't be unable to see through it.
Regardless of the speculation, it terrified them.
"What exactly happened?" The Supreme Elder frowned again. He felt that there was something strange about the group of people in front of him.
"It's nothing, Elder. Let me take you to your lodgings to rest. The final competition is probably in a few days. You can watch the competition of our Nanling Sect disciples."
The Sixth Elder immediately went over and led the Supreme Elder to the residence of the Southern Spirit Sect.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Is there anything I can't see?" The Supreme Elder's face darkened.
"Come on, weren't you going to find someone? Let's go now!"
The group of people opposite looked at each other in bewilderment, but eventually joined the two seniors and arrived at the spot where Lan Yue was eating melons.
Of course, many people also gathered around in the shadows; these were people who came to provide support.
Before they even arrived at the sacred mountain, they heard Lan Yue's familiar voice.
[Lan Yue: Let me investigate. That Northern Ridge Holy Son not far away is definitely a demon in disguise. If he dares to come and replace the Holy Son, then I dare to expose him!]
[It must be that two important figures from the demon race have been captured, which is why they sent demons to provide support.]
[So this fake holy son, who was just heading to the palace, must have known that the demons were imprisoned there, right? I knew it! Those demons only do things for personal gain!]
[Perhaps they not only want to rescue those demons, but also take the opportunity to infiltrate the entire Northern Ridge Holy Land, providing cover for their next actions!]
"Is this why you doubt me?" The Supreme Elder transmitted his voice to the surrounding elders of the Southern Spirit Sect.
The elders: "..."
It's not that they want to doubt their master, but rather that nothing Lan Yue says is false!
Master, if you are real, you must be able to understand the good intentions of your disciples, right?
"I really don't know if this Northern Ridge Holy Son is real or fake, but he does not have the aura of the demon race, and he cultivates the same technique as the Northern Ridge Holy Son. If the demon race can really achieve this, it is truly terrifying."
The Supreme Elder transmitted his thoughts with emotion.
"However, I am certain that the Holy Son of Beiling who was trapped in that cave back then is definitely real!"
Could it be that an accident happened when they rushed out together?
The Supreme Elder frowned deeply.