At that moment, Huo Qingyi stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Holy Lord, Ye Xuan possesses the Chaos Sacred Body, a unique talent throughout the ages. We have no objection to the Holy Land bestowing upon him the title of Holy Son."
"However, we still hope that the Holy Lord will grant us the right to continue vying for the position of Holy Son! We have prepared and cultivated diligently for so long for this position; if we are not given even the slightest chance, we will not be satisfied!"
"Moreover, the Chaos Sacred Body is not invincible. If it cannot grow stronger, it is useless, and we are not necessarily worse than it!"
Huo Qingyi lowered her head, her tone firm and powerful, but she didn't dare to look up at the stunningly beautiful and domineering Holy Lord before her.
His lowered eyes were filled with resentment, clearly showing that he harbored great grievances and hatred towards Ye Xuan.
So what if it's the Chaos Sacred Body? So what if he got lucky and became a disciple of the Holy Master? What's so great about that?
The Chaos Sacred Body is not omnipotent, nor does it guarantee that one will grow into a supreme and invincible powerhouse.
As Huo Qingyi finished speaking, the other disciples and elders also chimed in.
"Yes, Holy Lord, Qingyi and the others have been preparing for the position of Holy Son for so long, we can't deny them even the slightest chance."
"Holy Lord, I also hope to give them the right to continue vying for the position of Holy Son. If Ye Xuan cannot retain his position as Holy Son, it only proves that he is useless."
"My Lord, a fledgling eagle protected by a mighty eagle can never fly high and will never soar through the Nine Heavens. To grow into a powerful being, one must endure hardships, life and death, and trials."
They all chimed in, supporting Huo Qingyi's opinion.
There are ten disciples and ten elders; their relationship is that of master and disciple.
They used to be rivals, but now they have a common enemy: Ye Xuan.
Han Bingning's gaze was imposing as she swept over the group, and she said calmly:
"Alright, as long as your cultivation level doesn't exceed three realms above that of a Holy Son, I, the Holy Lord, will not interfere. But if it does, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Upon hearing this, Huo Qingyi and the others breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes brimming with joy.
They quickly expressed their gratitude and then bowed to take their leave.
The objective has been achieved; the next step is to deal with Ye Xuan.
A smile appeared on Han Bingning's lips as she watched them leave.
She didn't mind the competition among her disciples; otherwise, how could one become a strong person while living in comfort?
She also felt that Ye Xuan should be put under some pressure.
The Holy Son Hall.
After Ye Xuan entered, he took out a handful of pills and swallowed them like candy without even looking at them.
If others saw this extravagant lifestyle, they would surely want to beat Ye Xuan to death.
They'd fight tooth and nail for these pills, and this guy's eating them like candy! How infuriating!
Ye Xuan, however, didn't care about all that.
These items were obtained from system check-ins; there are plenty of them, and they don't cause any erysipelas or side effects. What else can you do but eat them like candy?
While eating candy—no, I mean pills— Ye Xuan silently recited in his mind:
"System, check-in!"
"Ding! Sign-in successful! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Wandering Dragon Steps. Would you like to use it now?"
Ye Xuan was slightly taken aback, then said without hesitation, "Use it!"
In an instant, a surge of information flooded into Ye Xuan's mind, and a new cultivation technique appeared in his mind.
The Soaring Wandering Dragon Steps is a movement technique, and it's the kind that can be improved.
As Ye Xuan's cultivation level increases, the speed of his Wandering Dragon Steps also increases, making it truly exquisite.
Ye Xuan was overjoyed.
This is great stuff! With this, he won't have to worry about not being able to escape when he can't defeat the enemy.
Oops, no, it should be that when chasing the enemy, you don't have to worry about not being able to catch up.
Feeling quite pleased with himself, Ye Xuan quickly entered the cultivation room and began cultivating.
Whoosh whoosh!
Inside the training room, the sound of air being torn apart echoed continuously as Ye Xuan practiced the Wandering Dragon Steps.
At first, his speed was very slow, and it was impossible to tell anything from him.
However, as his control over the Wandering Dragon Steps continued to improve, his speed also increased.
In the end, it even vaguely took on the shape of a dragon, and from a distance, it looked as if a real dragon was tumbling and swimming there.
My body moves like a dragon, soaring through the Nine Heavens!
Ye Xuan spent the entire day practicing the Wandering Dragon Steps. Although he felt he had completely mastered it, the system told him that he had only reached the minor completion stage.
Ye Xuan was very dissatisfied with this; this damn system was a real pain in the neck.
Even the ultimate techniques of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, such as the Deadly Sword Strike and the Thunder God Palm, were mastered to perfection in a short period of time.
But this Wandering Dragon Steps technique? He's been practicing it for a whole day and he's only just gotten the basics down?
Is this because the system is being too unfair, or are all products manufactured by this system just so high-class?
Patting his slightly rumbling stomach, Ye Xuan stopped cultivating and, after washing up, left the Holy Son Hall.
He felt that his failure to reach perfection in cultivation was not due to a lack of comprehension, but rather because his cultivation level was not high enough.
With his cultivation level at the Essence Condensation Realm, he would probably reach the limit by cultivating to the minor completion stage.
Holy Son Hall.
Xiang'er and the others sat cross-legged, cultivating.
As menial disciples assigned to care for Ye Xuan, they were not qualified to enter the Holy Son Hall.
This is a rule of the sect.
However, a small hut had been built nearby, large enough for them to live in.
At this moment, Xiang'er and the others seemed quite excited, thanks to the Meridian Opening Pill and the rich Spiritual Qi of the place.
They will certainly be able to open another spiritual vein in a short time. If they are lucky, it is not impossible for them to open several spiritual veins.
In the Meridian Opening Realm, the number of spiritual veins is crucial; it is the foundation and essence of a cultivator, and no one can afford to ignore it.
However, just as Xiang'er and the others were excitedly cultivating, a figure was walking towards them from afar.
The man was dressed in a blue robe and had a fairly handsome face, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved in a smile, making him appear somewhat aloof.
He looked up at the magnificent Holy Son Hall before him, a hint of envy and jealousy in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it well.
Soon, this person was less than a hundred meters away from the Holy Son Hall.
Even Xiang'er and the others had already noticed the distance.
Xiang'er and the others were startled and quickly stood up.
Xiang'er quickly stepped forward, clasped her hands in greeting, and asked, " Senior Brother Zhao, are you here to see Senior Brother Holy Son?"
"Senior Brother Shengzi is currently cultivating. If Senior Brother Zhao needs anything, he can inform Xiang'er first, Xiang'er will relay the message."
Xiang'er's tone was very polite, and she also recognized the person in front of her: Zhao Long, an inner disciple of the Holy Land.
Zhao Long is considered a very strong figure among the inner disciples, easily ranking in the top five, and his cultivation has reached the Peak Wheel Sea Realm.
Zhao Long glanced at Xiang'er, then his gaze swept over the other eleven beautiful handyman disciples, his jealousy intensifying.
The Holy Son is truly blessed with good fortune in love.
Living in such a magnificent Holy Son Hall, being able to cultivate in such a rich Spiritual Qi environment every day is already a blessing, but now there are even such beautiful maids serving him.
That's really annoying.
If the Holy Son was born into a noble family, then so be it.
But ironically, before his awakening, the Holy Son was just a commoner, an ordinary person.
Given this background and the treatment he received, Zhao Long's jealousy reached its peak.
On what grounds?