Wu Liang's attitude was extremely firm.
The Demon Saint only needed one glance to know that he must have thought about this refusal for a long time before he was so resolute, without the slightest hesitation or covetousness for the power of the Demon Saint's throne.
Looking again at Lin Xuan and the others around Wu Liang, who were all silent, he understood even more clearly.
At this point, these Human Race remained completely silent. This wasn't because they wanted to distance themselves; it was likely because they already knew about it and had tacitly accepted it.
Seeing this, the Demon Saint could only offer a helpless, bitter smile.
" Pavilion Master Lin, your silence suggests you already knew what my three sons were thinking."
"Excuse my bluntness, Wu Liang has already inherited the legacy of my Chongming Bird Clan and gained the recognition of the Sun-Setting Bow. He is undoubtedly the future Demon Saint of my Chongming Bird Clan. How can he leave so easily?"
As he spoke, the Demon Saint glanced at Wu Liang, trying to find a trace of attraction on the other's face.
To his disappointment, Wu Liang remained calm and composed throughout, showing no outward emotion whatsoever.
The position of Demon Saint held no allure for Wu Liang whatsoever.
But now, with himself severely injured and nearing the end of his lifespan, and if Wu Liang, who inherited the Sun-Setting Bow, is unwilling to assume the title of Demon Saint, then who in the entire Chongming Bird Clan can shoulder this heavy responsibility?
Wu Huan?
Wu Lie?
After this attack by the three Holy Spirit, he finally understood that the Chongming Bird Clan needed a powerful and exceptionally talented successor.
Based on the current situation, this person can only be Wu Liang!
The Demon Saint couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Even if you saved my Chongming Bird Clan, things are still the same, one thing at a time. Besides... if Wu Liang leaves, who can take this position? And who will be recognized by this position?"
The Wu Huan and Wu Lie did not receive a true inheritance.
Moreover, once a lineage is established with a master, it cannot be easily changed.
Wu Liang must become Demon Saint.
Otherwise, after his death, the Chongming Bird flock will be leaderless and will surely descend into chaos.
The scene of the siege of Chongming Bird Saint City may be repeated.
But to his surprise, even after he had spoken so earnestly, Lin Xuan still shook his head.
Amidst the Demon Saint's furrowed brows, he only heard Lin Xuan speak calmly, " Wu Liang is not suitable for this position. No one but you is suitable for it."
Upon hearing this, the Demon Saint choked.
If the person before him hadn't been his savior, and not only the savior of the entire Chongming Bird Clan, he would have turned against them long ago.
If he can stay in this position, why would he bother looking for a successor?
However, considering that Lin Xuan and the others had saved them, the Demon Saint restrained himself and said in a gentle tone, "This king is no longer able to manage the affairs of the clan."
" Pavilion Master Lin, you may not know this, but I have already suffered severe injuries, which have even affected my soul and spirit, making them incurable. Furthermore, my lifespan has come to an end. Otherwise, why would I bother choosing a successor?"
"Now, I am about to perish. If the Chongming Bird Clan still lacks a Demon Saint capable of upholding its prestige after my demise, I fear that today's events will inevitably repeat themselves, and the people of my Saint City will be in danger. Whether it is internal strife or division, it is something I do not wish to see."
"My time... is running out."
Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan shook his head, interrupting him once again.
"I think you've misunderstood."
He slightly raised his head, his sharp eyes staring directly at the Demon Saint on the throne, and uttered a sentence in an extremely calm tone that struck everyone's hearts heavily.
"It's just a few injuries and a matter of lifespan; it's not insurmountable. At the very least, I can resolve it."
In the past few days, Lin Xuan has found out everything.
The reason Wu Jishan needs a new successor is not for any other reason than that hundreds of years ago, he was seriously injured in a secret realm in the Luo Heaven Domain, which damaged his soul. He then used Secret Method to escape, burning away his lifespan.
That's why we've ended up in this situation today.
Whether it's the divine soul or lifespan, these are extremely serious issues in the Eastern Continent.
It's difficult to solve.
But that's for other people.
For Lin Xuan, this was certainly not a big problem.
After all, even the Vast Sea Saint King, who was only a wisp of a soul about to dissipate, was brought back by him.
Is there still one Demon Saint with a physical body who is alive?
Although the Spiritless Spiritual Spring in Luo Heaven Domain has been used up, and the spiritual water with its soul-healing properties has been exhausted, this does not mean there are no other options.
The ancestor Lin Ye's soul consisted of nine parts.
In addition to the previous two times.
He collected a total of two soul imprints.
In the Eastern Continent, there are at least seven more.
Since it is a spirit or soul, then the place where the ancestral spirit resides must also contain a precious treasure to nourish the spirit.
Treating this Demon Saint would be incredibly easy.
Even if it's not found in the ancestral lands, he can still create it by sheer force, relying solely on his system.
Why bother mentioning it?
There's no need to worry.
Lin Xuan was full of confidence.
but...
The Demon Saint didn't believe it at all.
If his problem were so easily solved, then the Chongming Bird Clan wouldn't have fallen to its current state.
His health hadn't deteriorated to the point where he was powerless to fight back when someone came to his door.
Lin Xuan also knew that words alone were not enough.
He pondered for a moment, met the Demon Saint's distrustful gaze, rummaged through his Storage Bag, and finally, a smile appeared on his lips.
He took out a fist-sized, milky-white fruit, brimming with pure Spiritual Qi, from the jade box in his Storage Bag.
It had only been out for a moment that it attracted everyone's attention.
The Demon Saint on the throne subconsciously shifted his gaze, staring intently without blinking.
Just looking at the fruit, he could feel a restless urge within him, as if it were clamoring to swallow it immediately.
He immediately understood. Although he didn't know what the spiritual fruit among the contestants was, it was definitely good for his body!
Lin Xuan then spoke up, saying, "This is the Extreme Yang Pure Longevity Fruit, which can increase one's lifespan by a hundred years and also provides some assistance in healing the soul."
"This item will be beneficial to your injuries. Although it won't be of great use, if you are patient and wait a little longer, a priceless treasure will surely be delivered to you to help you repair your soul."
After saying that, Lin Xuan paused slightly, a smile appearing on his lips.
"If you still refuse to believe it, then ask this person."
Following Lin Xuan's finger, the Demon Saint looked over in confusion.
At a glance, I spotted the dashing Human Race youth in red.
A few days ago, when he first met the other person, the other person was dressed in white, looking gentle, but he always felt that there was something strange about him.
Today, the other person was dressed in red, and their heroic spirit and confidence were fully revealed in their eyes, which made me feel much more comfortable.
After all, everything the Vast Sea Saint King wore and used in the past few days was given to him by Lin Xuan.
The clothes also belonged to Lin Xuan.
Once upon a time, the Vast Sea Saint King preferred to wear black.
But now that he has been given a second chance at life, he prefers fiery scarlet to somber black and plain white.
The color of his old friend symbolizes his rebirth.
The Demon Saint sized up this figure, who was as scorching as the sun, and couldn't understand why Lin Xuan wanted him to look at the other person.
He remembered and knew clearly that this Human Race had single-handedly fought against seven Saint Realm a few days ago, which had indeed left a deep impression on him. Moreover, the other party had kept an extremely low profile after entering the Saint City, and he still hadn't figured out the other party's identity.
It was as if the other person didn't exist in this world at all.
At this moment, the Vast Sea Saint King smiled as he looked at the Demon Saint was already frail and aged, a trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes, and spoke softly.
"When the Holy Dynasty paid homage back then, I still remember that the most Chongming Bird by Wu Hantian's side was you... Now, time has passed, and you have indeed become Demon Saint."
" Wu Jishan, do you really... not remember me?"