Ye Yu's expression shifted slightly. No wonder Yan Ruyu had been able to survive after Great Qin fell.
So Qingyun Sect actually still had such a founding ancestor.
As if noticing Ye Yu's change, Weng Buyu smiled and waved his hand. "Don't worry. I'm not someone who confuses right and wrong. Qingyun Sect's destruction had nothing to do with you. Besides, Qingyun Sect was destined to meet this day sooner or later. No one could be blamed for it."
"It seemed you already knew this day would come." Ye Yu frowned.
Weng Buyu nodded faintly. "The Imperial Son once told me what fate awaited Qingyun Sect, what year it would perish, and why it would be destroyed."
"Imperial Son? Ye Chengjun?" Ye Yu's tone gradually turned icy.
"The Imperial Son I follow isn't Ye Chengjun, nor is he from your era. You can rest assured of that." Weng Buyu spoke with a half-smile. "I know you possess the Chaos Nascent Soul, but before the Imperial Son emerges, I won't make a move against you."
"You are my lord's prey."
Ye Yu remained expressionless as he looked at Weng Buyu. "So what are you, then? Their follower?"
"You mean to say I'm his dog, don't you? It's fine, just say it boldly. Being the Imperial Son's dog isn't so bad. At the very least, I can Live as Long as Heaven!" Weng Buyu said with a face full of pride.
Only then did Ye Yu realize that the man before him had lived from the founding of Qingyun Sect until now, and the life force within him was still as surging as that of a man in his prime.
"Foolish child, do you think I'm pathetic, willing to be someone else's dog? At first, I was just like you. Especially after