Chapter 365 The Seven Luminaries Glazed Pagoda, the Holy King's Weapon! Either give it to the Holy Son, or you abdicate?

Huang Feiyan's attitude toward Wei Huang could be described as being as hostile as it could possibly be.

That tone didn't sound like a Senior Sister speaking to a Junior Brother; it sounded more like a Revered Master scolding a servant who had made a mistake.

Yet, that Blazing Sun Holy Master, who usually possessed overwhelming authority and whose word was law, was actually being humble and subservient right now, forcing a smile and not daring to flare up at all.

This caused Lin Mo, standing to the side, to click his tongue in secret, his jaw nearly dropping in shock.

"Good heavens..."

"That kid Lei Jingxiao said before that the Blazing Sun Holy Master is often lectured by the First Grand Elder like a grandson. I thought he was exaggerating at the time..."

"Looking at it now... this scene is probably even worse than what he described!"

Lin Mo couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Logically speaking, the dignified Blazing Sun Holy Master, who controlled an entire province, should be given some Face even if his Revered Master was a Quasi-Emperor expert, right?

After all, he was the public spokesperson for the Holy Land. Didn't he care about his Face?

Furthermore, these two were fellow Senior Sister and Junior Brother; their relationship should have been quite good.

But why did the situation look like this now?

"This atmosphere... why does it feel a bit subtle?"

"Could there be some unknown grudge between them?"

Lin Mo's gossiping soul burned fiercely, but he quickly extinguished it.

It was better to eat less of the drama between such big shots, or one might easily choke to death.

"Oh, ha!"

"Look at my brain!"

Being glared at by Huang Feiyan, Wei Huang slapped his forehead and finally reacted.

He hurriedly fumbled through his storage ring and produced a longbow that was entirely aqua-blue, emitting a faint water vapor, and held it out to Lin Mo.

"Come, Martial Nephew!"

"This is a meeting gift from your Junior Martial Uncle!"

"Take it!"

Wei Huang looked at Lin Mo with a kind expression and introduced it with a smile:

"This is the 'Profound Water Soul-Chasing Bow,' a top-tier Saint Lord Weapon."

"I see that you have the Taiyin Sacred Body, Martial Nephew. Although this bow isn't a sword, its attributes are quite compatible. It's excellent for long-range attacks to kill enemies in daily life."

"I hope you like it, Martial Nephew."

Looking at the longbow being handed to him, Lin Mo was momentarily stunned.

"Another Saint weapon?"

"My hands are really going numb from receiving all these!"

He already had two Saint Lord Weapons lying in his storage ring, and now there was this Saint Lord Weapon...

Good grief, this equipment setup of his could probably anger those Nascent Soul Cultivators who were still fighting to the death over an ordinary Magic Treasure!

Despite his thoughts, Lin Mo's hand shot out rapidly, grabbing the bow and arrows.

His speed was so fast it left afterimages.

"Thank you for the treasure, Junior Martial Uncle!"

Lin Mo bowed and thanked him with a Face full of gratitude.

No joke, only a fool wouldn't take advantage of a bargain!

A Saint weapon delivered to his door—it would be a waste not to take it!

However.

Before Lin Mo could even put the bow and arrows away, Huang Feiyan's expression darkened, and her beautiful Face instantly turned black.

"Wei Huang!"

She coldly called the Blazing Sun Holy Master's name.

"You're using this kind of trash to fool my disciple?"

"Are you making fun of me?"

Her voice was bone-chillingly cold, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees instantly.

Hearing this, the smile on Wei Huang's Face froze, and a layer of fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Se... Senior Sister, don't be in a hurry!"

He quickly gave a forced smile and explained:

"I also saw that Martial Nephew's cultivation is still weak and hasn't reached the Spirit Transformation Realm yet..."

"He wouldn't be able to use things that are too good, and it might even invite disaster."

"That's why I gave him a suitable Saint weapon first as a transition..."

"Cut the nonsense!"

Huang Feiyan didn't listen to his explanation at all. Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flickered within them.

"Whether my disciple can use it is his business; whether you give it is yours!"

"You want to brush him off with a broken Saint Lord Weapon?"

"Do you think my disciple doesn't deserve good things, or do you think I, your Senior Sister, am easy to fool?"

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!"

Seeing that Huang Feiyan was about to lose her temper, Wei Huang's hands shook with fear, and he almost knelt down.

He knew his Senior Sister's temper all too well; she was definitely someone who would strike without hesitation!

"Senior Sister, please calm your anger! I have more! I have a grand gift!"

Wei Huang hurriedly reached into his storage ring again. After fumbling around, he gritted his teeth and pulled out an exquisite small tower emitting a seven-colored glow.

As soon as this small tower appeared, a vast and boundless terrifying fluctuation swept through the entire Burning Heaven Small World!

"This is the seven luminaries glazed pagoda!"

Wei Huang held the small tower, his heart bleeding, but he still had to maintain a smile.

"This is a... saint king weapon!"

"This tower integrates offense and defense. It can not only suppress powerful enemies but also protect oneself from all magic!"

"And it contains the power of creation, which can transform various Ores placed inside it into incredibly precious Seven-Illuminance Color Crystals!"

"This is a rare and extraordinary treasure!"

Wei Huang reluctantly placed the dreamlike small tower, which shimmered with seven-colored divine light, in front of Lin Mo.

"Sa... saint king weapon?!"

Hearing those three words, Lin Mo's hand trembled, and he almost failed to catch it.

"Junior Martial Uncle... this gift... is a bit too big, isn't it?"

"How can I possibly..."

He was completely stunned.

Although his Revered Master Huang Feiyan was overbearing, she had only given him two top-tier Saint Lord Weapons.

How could this Junior Martial Uncle, who seemed so cowardly, be even more outrageous than his Revered Master?

He gave away a saint king weapon as soon as he made a move?!

If this thing were taken outside, it would truly trigger a bloodbath!

And this tower could also transform Ore?

What kind of god-like function was that?

Little did he know that by taking out this saint king weapon, Wei Huang's heart was also aching and bleeding!

This was a treasure he had cherished for many years, and he usually couldn't bear to use it himself!

But when he stole a glance at Huang Feiyan and saw that her previously dark expression had finally softened slightly...

He felt that this price was acceptable.

After all, as long as he could appease this lady, let alone one saint king weapon, he would even accept adding a bit more!

Losing wealth to avoid disaster!

"Hehe, Martial Nephew, just take it."

"This is a token of your Junior Martial Uncle's sincerity!"

While Wei Huang spoke, he desperately signaled to Lin Mo with his eyes.

The meaning was clear: Martial Nephew, hurry up and take it! Don't dawdle! If you dawdle any longer, your Revered Master will flare up again! Consider it your Junior Martial Uncle begging you!

"Thank you, Junior Martial Uncle!"

Seeing this, Lin Mo also understood the other party's desire for survival.

He didn't say anything more and directly put the small tower into his storage ring; his movements were as smooth as flowing water.

"Humph, at least you're sensible!"

Seeing Lin Mo accept the item, Huang Feiyan gave a cold snort and stopped making things difficult for Wei Huang.

Wei Huang breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He had finally passed the test.

However, since the gift had been given, it was time to talk about official business.

He weighed his tone and asked cautiously:

"Um... Senior Sister..."

"Since you have already taken a disciple, regarding the arrangement of Martial Nephew's status and identity in the Holy Land..."

"My plan is to directly establish him as the Second Sequence. What do you think?"

In Wei Huang's view, since Lin Mo possessed the Taiyin Sacred Body and was Senior Sister's personal disciple, being established as a Sequence was a certainty that no one would dare oppose.

But because Lin Mo's cultivation was still shallow—only at the Nascent Soul Realm—directly establishing him as the First Sequence would inevitably make it difficult to convince the public.

After all, the current First Sequence, Master Senior Brother, was a super freak whose strength was terrifyingly high.

Letting a newcomer in the Nascent Soul Realm surpass that freak?

It was a bit against the rules and not very realistic.

So he could only settle for the next best thing and temporarily establish Lin Mo as the Second Sequence.

Once Lin Mo grew stronger in the future, it wouldn't be too late to promote him further.

However.

As soon as he said those words, Huang Feiyan's expression, which had just softened, immediately changed again!

"Good my foot!"

"Second Sequence?!"

"Wei Huang, are you brushing off a beggar?!"

Huang Feiyan's eyebrows shot up, and a terrifying pressure instantly filled the entire Small World.

"To tell you the truth!"

"I want my disciple to directly become the Saint of the Yanyang Holy Land!"

"The true Saint!!"

"You figure it out!"

She had long promised Lin Mo that she would give him the position of Saint.

Those words were naturally not false!

In her view, with Lin Mo's talent and potential, combined with her teaching, his future achievements would be limitless!

What was so impossible about him taking the mere position of a Saint?

Wei Huang wanted Lin Mo to be a Second Sequence?

In his dreams!

She would never agree!

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Mo was stunned.

Wei Huang was so scared he almost jumped up!

"Sa... Saint?!"

"Senior Sister! This... this won't do!"

Wei Huang had a bitter look on his Face, and he was sweating profusely from anxiety.

"Senior Sister, you also know that the position of Saint is no small matter!"

"According to the ancestral teachings, it must..."

"Shut up!"

Huang Feiyan didn't want to hear his nonsense at all and directly interrupted him rudely.

She took a step forward, her phoenix eyes burning with domineering flames as she stared fixedly at Wei Huang. Her tone was bone-chilling and left no room for doubt:

"I don't want to hear about your broken rules!"

"I'm only asking you one thing!"

"Can it be done?!"

"If you can't do it, or don't want to do it..."

At this point, Huang Feiyan gave a cold laugh and pointed a finger at Lin Mo.

"Then please abdicate of your own accord!"

"It's also fine to let my disciple directly become the Holy Lord!"

"Which one do you choose?!"