Seeing Bai He and Dugu Bo still trying to persuade them, Yang Wudi waved a large hand and cut them off directly.
"Old White Bird, Old Poison, you two should save your breath.
"Since Yan Yan and Bai Chenxiang, those two girls, have both earned the chance to become gods, how could you two elders not go up there and look after them properly?"
At this point, Yang Wudi changed the subject and made a timely joke.
"Besides, according to what the Sect Master said before, those lofty gods in the God Realm are, from another perspective, just a group of humans who have mastered a higher realm of power.
"Aren't you afraid that your two beautiful, precious granddaughters will go up there, unfamiliar with the place, and get sweet-talked and carried off by some ill-intentioned god?"
These words, full of a rough martial air, immediately diluted the somewhat heavy and solemn atmosphere of parting in the council hall.
"You two bastards..."
Bai He and Dugu Bo exchanged a glance, pointed at the two of them, and laughed as they cursed, though their hearts were filled with indescribably complicated emotions.
They knew better than anyone that while everyone spoke lightly, once they turned away today, they would be separated by the divide between heaven and man.
They would likely never meet again in this lifetime. This would become a true final farewell.
Seeing that the two elders had made up their minds to stay, Tang San no longer tried to force them. Instead, he stepped forward and solemnly made a promise.
"Since the two elders are determined to remain and guard the Sect's foundation, I naturally will not let such meritorious men be left disheartened."
Tang San looked at the two with a gentle expression and said, "Later, I will