"If you gain the Heavenly Lord's recognition, he will pass down the core inheritance our White Python Clan has preserved for countless millennia. Whoever receives that inheritance will become the next Witch Lord." Wu Yuanjun asked breathlessly, "Do... do you truly wish to choose the Earth Dragon Six Jia?"
Ren Ye considered briefly, then remained unmoved. "I am willing to restore the White Python Clan's glory and receive the Earth Dragon Six Jia, so that one day I may lead the Earth Dragon Army back to the Southern Border and avenge my lord."
"Ah, there... there is no need for revenge. It is enough that the inheritance survives." Wu Yuanjun shook his head slightly. "Very well. Your talents are unparalleled, and you harbor great ambitions... you deserve to choose the Earth Dragon Six Jia."
"Today, I, Wu Yuanjun, bestow the supreme treasured scripture, the Earth Dragon Six Jia, upon Buddha Young Master. May our Earth Dragon Army endure forever."
Wu Yuanjun spoke softly and raised a finger.
A ray of light shot straight into Ren Ye's brow. He did not resist, accepting it gladly.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, his Consciousness Space trembled, and a supreme treasured scripture appeared. Its cover was clad in scales, and it shone like a heavenly scripture of the Great Dao.
Then Wu Yuanjun spoke again. "Big Fat Dragon, your loyalty and valor are unparalleled, and ten thousand men cannot match you. Today, I entrust the Heavenly Lord to you. May he help you reach the pinnacle of divine abilities soon and perpetuate our White Python Clan's bloodline. As for... whether you can earn his recognition and inheritance, that will depend on your own fortune."
With that, he raised his head slightly toward the Northward-Looking Wall and told the Heavenly Lord coiled upon it, "Go... go with him."