Chapter 381: Daoist Talisman Promotion, 6-Yao Dou Shu, Dragon Elephant Inheritance, 3 Great Benefits! Wang Xuanyang’s Secret

“Reconsider?”

Xu Longxiang looked at him with an expression of intrigued curiosity.

“Kid, say that again.”

“The Three Vein Masters, the True Sect Disciples…”

“Are you telling me I should walk on eggshells around them and avoid their wrath?”

WHOOSH. Cold sweat streamed down Jiang Yue’s forehead.

“Ancestral Master, that’s not what I meant…”

He hadn’t finished speaking.

Before he could finish, the old man—white-haired, white-bearded, his body as tall and imposing as a mountain—suddenly stepped forward with a grin and placed a single hand on his shoulder.

“True Inheritance kid, this Ancestral Master has a task for you. Will you accept?”

‘A task? What task?’

Jiang Yue’s heart pounded with apprehension, but without a second thought, he agreed at once.

After all…

Before a man like this, he never had the chance to refuse in the first place.

“At the Ancestral Master’s command, I, Jiang Yue, as a True Inheritance Disciple, will naturally charge through mountains of blades and seas of fire, facing ten thousand deaths without…”

Before he could finish his pledge of loyalty, he felt Xu Longxiang’s hand pressing down on his shoulder like a hot iron brand. The pain was so intense it forced half his body to sink, and cold sweat beaded on his brow.

“Please… command me, Ancestral Master!”

“Stay out of this mess from now on.”

“I want you to return to the Dragon Elephant True Sect and tell those Three Vein kids to come here, to Jiangyin Prefecture.”

‘Three Vein kids…’

‘The only one who would dare call those three venerable figures that is probably the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint standing before me.’

Jiang Yue clutched his shoulder, grimacing in pain as he looked at the mountain-like Xu Longxiang and thought to himself.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but wonder:

‘But why would the Ancestral Master summon the Three Vein Masters here for no apparent reason?’

‘Could he truly value this Ji Xiu so highly that he’d make the Three Vein Masters come personally to endorse him and legitimize his position as Daoist?’

At this thought, Jiang Yue’s heart went cold. Considering Xu Longxiang’s fiercely protective behavior just moments ago, it seemed entirely possible.

But…

Xu Longxiang’s next words made him realize he had gravely underestimated the Ancestral Master’s domineering arrogance, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.

“Where I stand, so stands the Dragon Elephant True Sect.”

“I have spoken with golden tongue and jade words to appoint a Daoist. As the Three Vein Masters, shouldn’t they come and pay their respects? We wouldn’t want a flood to wash away the Dragon King’s temple, now would we?”

“If they have never met the Daoist, it would be understandable if one of their True Inheritance Disciples or other disciples were to offend him.”

“However…”

Xu Longxiang’s tone grew colder.

“If they know, and still cause trouble, that would be ‘a knowing offense’.”

“A True Sect Disciple is appointed by a Martial Saint and represents that Martial Saint’s honor. If his skills are lacking and he’s bested by an outsider, so be it. But if he is schemed against by his own people…”

“Then don’t blame me for being merciless.”

HISS!

Jiang Yue’s heart seized. He staggered in shock, nearly fainting on the spot.

After hearing Xu Longxiang’s words, he finally understood. He had been far too conservative in his thinking…

‘Summoning the Venerable Three Veins to acknowledge this new Dragon Elephant Daoist and solidify his position?’

‘I’ve gravely underestimated this Dragon Elephant Martial Saint, and the weight Ji Xiu holds in his heart.’

‘So that’s it. He’s sending me all this way, back to the True Sect to summon those three, not to have them *acknowledge* Ji Xiu, but to warn the Three Vein Masters to watch their step and not dare offend him!’

With things having reached this point, Jiang Yue could see the new power dynamic with perfect clarity. The way he looked at Ji Xiu had completely changed.

Barring any surprises…

…this young man would soon soar in status to become the most sought-after figure in the entire Dragon Elephant True Sect.

Even though his own Cultivation was far superior, and he surpassed him in both seniority and experience, he couldn’t even be mentioned in the same breath.

It couldn’t be helped. Who could argue with a man who had such a good Master? The True Sect’s Ancestor himself was stepping forward, forcefully endorsing him and acting as his backer. Who would dare object? Who could possibly compete?

‘If the Ancestral Master values him this much, why not just move the entire Dragon Elephant True Sect to Jiangyin Prefecture?’

With his own hopes of becoming the Daoist all but extinguished, Jiang Yue couldn’t help but feel dejected and complain bitterly in his heart.

But on the surface, he dared not show a hint of it. He immediately scrambled to speak:

“This Disciple accepts the order!”

Then, as if fleeing for his life, he rushed out of the Celestial Blade School, randomly picked a Purple Mist sailboat, and sailed toward Jiangyin Prefecture, vanishing in a flash.

As for the Purple Mist Sect Leader, Weii Changkong, he didn’t even spare him a glance.

His own hopes for the Daoist position were crushed. What was the point of building a good relationship with one of Jiangyin’s “Six Great Mountains” or establishing the Dragon Elephant True Sect’s prestige now?

Besides, this Purple Mist Sect Leader had tried to snatch a disciple from the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint, and he’d done it with such fanfare, as if afraid no one would notice.

If you’d said it with no one around, fine. When the cat’s away, the mice will play.

But no, with the worst possible luck, you ran right into the Ancestral Master himself!

What’s the difference between that and an old man hanging himself on his birthday—tired of living too long?

Based on what Jiang Yue knew of the Dragon Elephant Ancestor Master’s temperament…

…it was an act of mercy that the old man hadn’t already slapped Weii Changkong to death. If he himself lingered for even a single breath longer, he’d probably get caught in that same slap!

If not run now, when?

As for Weii Changkong.

He watched this all unfold, and just as he turned back to Xu Longxiang, before he could even open his mouth to salvage the situation…

…he suddenly saw Xu Longxiang’s Qi and Blood erupt. It surged like a dragon’s roar and a tiger’s howl, like a wrathful king hurling an elephant. His body seemed to merge with that of an Ancient Dragon Elephant. With a single, heavy stomp, he made the entire Golden Turtle Island… quake and tremble!

“Just now, I was teaching my own useless disciple a lesson about rules.”

“But that kid, at the end of the day, has ties to the Dragon Elephant True Sect. He may be blind as a bat, but his crime isn’t punishable by death.”