378: Son of God, do you want a wife?

"..."

Duanmu Yu's "rebellious" remarks made all the Elders' lips twitch.

Gu Yunzhe and Liu Yao also felt a headache coming on.

Their Holy Master was truly a bit too eccentric. When nothing was happening, he acted like a normal person, but when it came to critical moments, he completely transformed!

With this kind of attitude, if the Ancestors heard him, wouldn't they skin the Holy Master alive?

"Holy Master..."

The Elder who had spoken up to warn him earlier spoke again: "Please, keep a low profile. What if the Ancestors hear you?"

"Hehe... Mere Ancestors, this seat doesn't care at all!"

Duanmu Yu wore a look of being 'lonely at the top': "Even if I bear the responsibility of the entire Holy Land, even if I shoulder the lives of billions upon billions of living beings, I remain invincible in this world! The Ancestors are just older, that's all. Lin Ye likes things big, but I don't."

"Don't try to pressure me with the Ancestors, it won't work!"

"..."

The Holy Master must be crazy!!!

This was the consensus of all the Elders.

Ever since Lin Ye arrived, why had the Holy Master become so inflated? What was the meaning of just letting himself go like this?

He was simply being too stubborn.

"Ahem..."

Seeing that his showing off hadn't garnered looks of admiration from the crowd, Duanmu Yu gave two fake coughs and continued: "Since that's the case, it's decided. We will establish Lin Ye as the Divine Son. Calculating the time, he should be arriving soon."

"When the time comes, if anyone dares to undermine me, you can go sleep in the ancestral grounds!"

"Yes!"

Since Duanmu Yu had said as much, the Elders naturally wouldn't argue further, though they looked at Duanmu Yu with a bit of sympathy.

If the Ancestors found out about today's conversation.

Tsk tsk tsk...

The scene would be too beautiful to even imagine.

Come to think of it, their Holy Master seemed to have this kind of personality when he was young. Before, he would just put on a front when there was nothing to do, but Lin Ye's arrival had directly made him feel young again.

Boom...

Just as everyone was contemplating the miserable future of Duanmu Yu in their minds, the hall doors were opened.

Lin Ye, dressed in white, walked in slowly.

Seeing the white-clad youth carrying a sword, all the Elders nodded, their eyes filled with a touch of appreciation.

As expected, a Prodigy had the Cultivation progress of a Prodigy. The Sword Intent on Lin Ye's body was even more formidable than before. One had to know, it had only been three days since their last meeting.

"Lin Ye, you're here!"

The moment Duanmu Yu saw Lin Ye arrive, his old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum. He walked down from his chair and came straight to Lin Ye.

He immediately started asking after his well-being.

For example, whether he had rested well over these three days.

Whether he was injured in the battle with Elder Li.

Whether he had any difficulties in his Cultivation.

Words of concern followed one after another. If Lin Ye had been able to smile and brush him off at the beginning, by the end, his smile had stiffened.

He even seemingly inadvertently pulled his hand out of the Holy Master's grasp.

Good grief, the smile on the guy in front of him—why did it look more and more perverted the longer he looked at it?

Seeing Lin Ye pull his hand away, a trace of disappointment appeared on Duanmu Yu's face.

This made Lin Ye wish he could just kill him with one sword strike.

"Lin Ye, I am truly sorry, I probably won't be able to give you the position of Saint."

Duanmu Yu deliberately put on an apologetic expression and spoke slowly to Lin Ye.

This scene made everyone in the main hall clench their fists.

They really wanted to go over and beat up their own Holy Master.

Could you act any more fake than that?

Hearing this, Lin Ye did not have any expression of surprise on his face. He said softly to Duanmu Yu: "Disciple just joined the Sect, I lack the qualifications and my virtue does not match the position, so naturally, I cannot become the Saint."

"Hahahaha!"

Duanmu Yu suddenly burst into laughter.

"I was lying to you! From now on, you are the Divine Son of our Sect! Divine Son, oh! Even more powerful than a Saint! You can even stand on equal footing with me, the Holy Master! Are you surprised? Are you shocked?"

Everyone in the main hall: "..."

Lin Ye's forehead veins were bulging.

He now had the urge to chop someone, especially when facing the one surnamed Duanmu. He wanted to draw his sword and kill this old guy on the spot!!!

Seeing Lin Ye's expression, Duanmu Yu thought he was overly surprised and happy.

He immediately walked to Lin Ye, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly: "Young man, you must be steady! You earned all of this; your talent won this for you. Of course, it's also because of my prestige!"

"Holy Master, I..."

"Alright! No need to say words of thanks! Just keep it in your heart!"

Duanmu Yu directly made Lin Ye shut his mouth.

He didn't know that what Lin Ye wanted to ask just now was, 'Holy Master, can I quit the Sect? Is it still too late to join the Heavenly Sword Sect!!!'

"Right!"

Duanmu Yu slapped his head, as if he had thought of something, and gave a hehe smile at Lin Ye: "Lin Ye, do you want a Dao Companion?"

"!!!"

If Lin Ye had a head full of question marks before, now he had a head full of exclamation marks.

This Flying Feather Holy Sect's Holy Master, does he have some kind of serious illness or something?

Among all the people Lin Ye had met, the only one who could rival Duanmu Yu was Cheng Dezhu.

Terrifying!

How did he jump straight from the topic of the Divine Son position to this?

Isn't he just a pure talent!

"Holy Master! I think this matter needs careful consideration!"

Before Lin Ye could respond, the Saintess Liu Yao stood out directly, her pretty face covered in a blush.

After all, Duanmu Yu had previously said he wanted to give the Saintess to Lin Ye.

Now that the matter of a Dao Companion was mentioned, it naturally made her associate the two.

Hearing this, Duanmu Yu gave Liu Yao a strange look: "I am talking to the Divine Son, why are you coming out to object?"

Liu Yao took a deep breath, suppressing her shyness, and spoke slowly: "I think this kind of thing is better if it's mutual affection. I think Lin... the Divine Son feels the same, that we should prioritize Cultivation."

"What does it have to do with you?!"

Duanmu Yu said with a look of disdain: "Before, I thought about giving you to Lin Ye, but later I thought about it and decided against it, because you are not worthy of him. Don't sit here dreaming of good things!"

"..."

Liu Yao's face went from white to red, then turned purple; she was about to start smoking.

If not for Gu Yunzhe blocking her, she probably would have drawn her sword and attacked the Holy Master long ago.

This was simply a large-scale social death scene!

After finishing his disdain for Liu Yao, Duanmu Yu looked at Lin Ye again: "Do you want a Dao Companion or not! Don't worry, as long as you say the word, I will handle it for you!"

"Many thanks for the Holy Master's kindness, but as the Saintess said, I do not have that idea at the moment."

Lin Ye's mouth twitched slightly; his patience was reaching its limit.

"Sigh!"

Regarding Lin Ye's refusal, Duanmu Yu sighed: "That is truly a pity!"