Wang Yue bid farewell to Ji Wuling and hurried back to the Wang Clan's residence in Fucheng.
As soon as I stepped through the gate, I saw that the courtyard was several times more lively than before. The warriors gathered in twos and threes to talk, and their expressions showed their anticipation for the upcoming election. Obviously during this period, many younger generations from all over the country came to Fucheng to prepare for their future in the general election.
Not wanting to attract too much attention, he touched the third-order Variety Mask on his face, pressed Blood Qi, walked quickly through the crowd, and walked straight towards Wang Hezheng's residence.
"What's the matter? Come in and talk about it."
Just in front of the door, Wang Hezheng's steady voice came from inside the house.
The Grandmaster's powerful net has already captured the aura of the person coming to the door, but the identity has not yet been identified.
Wang Yue pushed the door open and closed it behind her back. Before he could take off his mask, Wang Hezheng looked up, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes. "It's A Yue, right?" The Grandmaster's perception of Qi Aura was far beyond that of ordinary people. Even though Wang Yue's appearance had changed, the familiar Blood Qi fluctuations around him could not be hidden from him.
Wang Yue smiled and took off the mask, revealing his original face. "The patriarch has good eyesight."
"Haha, I've been hiding in the Dragon Abyss for so long, and now I'm finally going to soar into the sky. How do you feel?"
Wang Hezheng put down the file in his hand and joked.
Wang Yue smiled shyly and waved his hand, "Thank you, the clan leader. This disciple has just started to learn how to practice strength. It is far from being a 'flying to the sky'."
He changed the topic and his eyes filled with joy, "But when I come back this time, I brought good news to the clan leader."
"Oh? What's the good news?" Wang Hezheng was startled slightly and sat up straight.
"Master has reserved three places for the clan to worship Dragon Transformation Sect!"
Wang Yue said excitedly, "But there is a condition. The minimum bone level must be above the average level, not even a little bit worse."
"What?!" Wang Hezheng suddenly looked overjoyed and stood up suddenly.
In Xunling Mansion, apart from the top brass of the sect, the only person who can decide the quota of Hualong Sect is Ji Wuling.
Wang Yue can get the quota, which means that he really begged Ji Wuling, and he begged Ji Wuling for some reason.
The Ji Wuling I know is so hard-hearted that he can bend the law for personal gain!
This is a great thing for the Wang Clan, which shows that Ji Wuling pays enough attention to Wang Yue!
Moreover, some Outer Sect Inner Sect disciples Lineage will hang their heads at any time. Once it involves Lineage, a disciple of the elder generation, Dragon Transformation Sect will not make such a hasty decision.
He sat down slowly, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked, "Do you have a suitable candidate in mind?"
Wang Yue was startled for a moment, and then suddenly realized that his clan was no longer what it used to be. Even the clan leader, Wang Hezheng, who was a grand master, would ask for his opinion.
He quickly bowed and said, "Disciples dare not be good at it. The clan leader knows better than me the foundation and character of the younger generations in the clan. Everything is decided by the clan leader."
Wang Hezheng heard this, with a satisfied smile on his face, stroking his beard and saying, "Good boy, I haven't forgotten Wang Clan's roots."
He paused and his tone became solemn, "Dragon Transformation Sect, remember to keep your mind focused, don't be disturbed by external things, and make your own way in the martial arts. I, Changyun County, will wait for the day when you become famous all over the world!"
Wang Yue looked at the passion and expectation in his eyes, and knew that this was Wang Hezheng placing all his unfinished martial arts aspirations on himself. He nodded heavily. "This disciple will definitely live up to the patriarch's expectations!"
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of noise outside the door, mixed with conversations and arguments between men and women. Wang Hezheng smiled slightly and pointed to the door, "Would you like to come out and see the excitement?"
Wang Yue looked confused. "This excitement... has something to do with me?" He doubtfully put on the mask and followed Wang Hezheng out of the room.
In the courtyard, a group of people gathered together, including men and women. Among them were several pretty young women dressed in Chinese clothes, who were being surrounded by people walking towards Inner Court. Wang Yue looked at them tugging and tugging, and couldn't help but ask, "What are they doing?"
"It's not just for you."
Wang Hezheng chuckled and said, "Since you defended the Fucheng Arena and were taken away by Ji Wuling personally, these people from the Fucheng aristocratic families have crossed the threshold of our Wang Clan and come to get married every day."
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Those aristocratic families are willing to spend money to send elixirs, weapons, martial arts secrets, everything here."
Wang Yue suddenly realized that he had never thought that he would have such an impact on Lineage. He suddenly remembered what happened before, raised his eyebrows and asked, "So Xu Li and Dao Ling, have their marriage been decided?"
"Sure?"
Wang Hezheng rolled his eyes and said with a cold tone, "If they had come to propose marriage sincerely before you defended the ring, I, Wang Clan, might still recognize this marriage.
But now..." He sneered, "Who knows what they mean? I just want to use you to cling to the Dragon Transformation Sect. It's really ugly! "
Wang Yue followed his gaze and saw that in the crowd, Wang Daoling was surrounded by several children from aristocratic families. Among them, a woman in a goose-yellow dress frequently approached him. The yellow Lineage behind him kept pushing and mumbling. "My young lady is a wealthy woman. You are lucky to be able to marry Wang Clan."
On the other side, someone pulled Xu Li and said they wanted to treat him to Fuyunlou, the best restaurant in Yufucheng.
"The daughter of the Huang family is almost in Dao Ling's arms. Dao Ling's face is red. He wants to push but dare not, for fear of hurting someone."
Wang Yue couldn't help laughing when he saw it, and sighed to himself, "It's true that people are in the world, and they can't help themselves."
"What? Are you fascinated by it? Do you think that little girl is beautiful?" Wang Hezheng joked.
"Pfft" Wang Yue couldn't help laughing and said without thinking, "There is no appearance, not even Energy Refining Realm. No matter how beautiful she is, she is just a vase.
Patriarch, the disciples have returned to their base first, so I won't disturb you further. "
Wang Hezheng nodded in agreement. Wang Yue turned around and walked briskly toward the door.
Not far away, Wang Daoling was busy dealing with the daughter of the Huang family. He accidentally turned around and caught a glimpse of Wang Yue's back. He was stunned for a moment and murmured, "Why does he look like A Yue?"
He suddenly came back to his senses, threw away the people around him and rushed out. He really couldn't stand it anymore.
"What bad luck!" Wang Daoling muttered as he ran.
Wang Yue heard the movement behind him, looked back, and saw Wang Daoling chasing him out with Blood Qi and a look of embarrassment. He couldn't help laughing, he exerted force under his feet, and his body flashed and quickly disappeared into the wind and snow.