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Chapter 122 Departure
The Holy Son, as the name suggests, has the same status as the Holy Maiden, and is a person who is qualified to inherit the position of Pope of the Wuhun Hall.

Bibi Dong's words stunned Chen Xichuan, are you sure you're not joking with me?

Hu Liena lost her mind, Master, what does this mean? She actually wanted to make Chen Xichuan the Holy Son. In an era, there had never been a situation where both the Holy Maiden and the Holy Son existed at the same time in Wuhun Hall.

At this moment, the stakes are very high, once a decision is made, it will cause a shock in the world, and maybe even cause a lot of trouble.

Of course, all these troubles will be aimed at Chen Xichuan.

why?
Because since Chen Xichuan can be canonized as a holy son, then his talent must be top-notch, and he has the potential to become a peerless powerhouse.

Today, the mainland is cloudy and the power of the Wuhun Temple is growing day by day, seriously threatening the safety of other sects and the two empires. If they are left alone and let this extra holy son grow up, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The world at that time, I am afraid it will really be the world of Wuhundian.

Chen Xichuan is a sensible person, so he naturally knows the pros and cons, but overall, the cons outweigh the pros.

He didn't dare to be the holy son of Wuhundian, because he was afraid that he would not have that life!

What's more, he was unknown, suddenly became a holy son, presumably there will be people in the Wuhun Temple who will not accept it, why bother to ask for trouble?
He steadied himself, and rejected Bibi Dong with a firm tone: "I'm sorry, my lord, you know better than me what the Holy Son represents. I don't have that ambition, so you should find someone else!"

If you want to cheat me, it is impossible in this life.

He always does not get up early when there is no benefit, and he will not do things that are not beneficial.

The holy son of Wuhundian sounds quite tall, but he will be bound, so it's better to be free.

Bibi Dong was surprised, and didn't speak for a while, but just looked at Chen Xichuan quietly, her beautiful eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance, as if she was thinking about something.

Chen Xichuan pretended he didn't see it, he had nothing to do, and boldly glanced at the decorations in the Pope's Palace, feeling amazed in his heart.

As expected of the number one power in the mainland, the family has a big business, even the lamps used for lighting are inlaid with luminous pearls, and the pillars supporting the beams are carved with dragons made of gold.

Hu Liena patted him secretly with her hand, her face was cold, and her eyes seemed to say: "Be serious, the one sitting above is His Holiness the Pope."

Chen Xichuan sneered, I just looked at it casually, and didn't do anything, the Pope wouldn't punish me, right?
After a silence of about 1 minute, Bibi Dong walked down the steps. The click of high heels touching the floor echoed in the empty hall.

She held the scepter in her hand, waved it lightly, and a silver-white box appeared in her hand. The pattern on the box was fine, and it looked like a rare work of art.

"Inside the box is a fairy grass named Jiuzhuan Tianlinghua, which has a thousand-year effect, so take it as my reward for you!"

She gently threw the box out, Chen Xichuan's heart moved, and he quickly caught it.

Opening the box, there is a bright red blood-like flower with nine green leaves inside. The fragrance wafts from the nostrils, making people feel comfortable. Chen Xichuan's heart is burning, this is a good thing!
Thousand-year-old fairy grasses rarely appear in the market, and the price is unimaginably high, and the average small sect may not be able to afford it with all their belongings.

Immortal grass is very valuable, the older it is, the more effective it will be. The Nine Revolving Heavenly Spirit Flower that Bibi Dong gave him is even more precious than life crystals.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Pope, for your kindness."

Chen Xichuan hastily put the fairy grass into the soul tool, as if he was afraid that Bibi Dong would regret it.

Hu Liena was in a complicated mood. As a saint, she had never gotten such a good thing, but Chen Xichuan
Thinking of this, she felt unbalanced, and a look of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

"Nana, this is yours, a 2000-year-old fairy grass."

At this moment, Bibi Dong took out another blue box and smiled softly.

After Hu Liena received it, she was a little dazed. The depression just disappeared in an instant, and she smiled happily: "Thank you, master."

"Remember to practice hard, you are the successor chosen by the teacher, don't let the teacher down."

Bibi Dong turned around and walked back to the throne, without turning her head, she said: "If there is nothing to do, you should step back!"

Chen Xichuan and Hu Liena looked at each other and left the hall.

On the way back, both of them had smiles on their faces, Chen Xichuan couldn't stop laughing silly, and couldn't close their mouths.

The guards guarding the Wuhun Hall couldn't help but look at him twice more. Is this person having a convulsion?

"Pay attention to your image, are you so excited? The life spar you gave me is not bad. Just a thousand-year-old fairy grass makes you mess up."

Hu Liena curled her lips, Chen Xichuan looked like a fool at the moment, he didn't look very smart.

"You don't understand the fun of whoring for nothing, but Bibi Dong is quite nice to people, and she would actually honor her promise with a thousand-year-old fairy grass, really generous."

Chen Xichuan sighed, the Pope of Wuhundian is too rich, when will he be able to give away celestial grass like this without blinking an eye.

After a while, the two left the boundary of the Wuhun Temple and returned to the academy.

Stretching, Chen Xichuan took a look at the sky, and lazily said: "I'm going back first, I still have to pack my luggage, and I'm leaving for the capital of killing tomorrow."

In order to become stronger, he didn't dare to waste time, he had to make good use of every minute and every second.

Hu Liena frowned slightly, and said, "Leave tomorrow? In such a hurry?"

After a pause, she summoned up her courage and raised her voice: "Can you please don't go, it's really dangerous there."

Chen Xichuan shook his head, and said seriously: "I have to go, there are still things waiting for me to solve, so I must improve my cultivation as soon as possible."

What he was referring to was the grudge between him and Haotianzong.

At the beginning, his father's death was unclear, and Haotianzong never gave a clear explanation, obviously covering up the truth.

Therefore, he wants to seek justice for his dead father, just as he swore under the moon.

Stomp through the mountain gate of Haotian School, crush all the people related to this matter, and send them to hell to repent.

This is the driving force for him to move forward, and he will never look back until he reaches his goal.

Hu Liena didn't try to persuade her anymore, Chen Xichuan had made up her mind, no amount of words would be of any use, she solemnly said: "Promise me that you will come back safely, okay?"

"it is good."

Chen Xichuan smiled, separated from Hu Liena, and started packing when he returned to the dormitory, without stopping for a moment.

Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen also took the time to clean up. They absorbed part of the essence of the life spar, and their soul power reached level 47.

The two reckoned that when all the life spars were absorbed and refined, they would most likely be able to break through the Soul Sect and become Soul Kings.

The next day, the sky was bright, and the three of them agreed in advance to meet at the gate of the college, and officially set off, embarking on the road to the killing capital.

(End of this chapter)