442: Chapter 442 The Ji Family Is Likely to Be Gone

When the word "Young Miss" fell, the great hall fell into a deathly silence.

On the side of the White Rock Holy Land, an Elder with white hair and beard stood up abruptly, his fingers trembling slightly, his voice shaking:

"Lady Shi Ji, she... could she be... the Ancestral Master?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire assembly was shocked.

The Sect records state that Supreme Baiyan and her attendant founded the White Rock Holy Land. After the Supreme went missing, the attendant supported the Holy Land single-handedly, becoming the number one person in White Rock Province.

As time passed, later generations only knew of Lady Shi Ji's reverence and majesty, but gradually forgot that she was once an attendant.

And today, the word "Young Miss" spoken by Lady Shi Ji herself was like a key, unlocking memories sealed for ten thousand years.

Shi Yunyu's expression was calm; she swept her gaze over everyone and said indifferently:

"That is correct. This is your Ancestral Master, Supreme Baiyan. Why shouldn't she sit in that seat?"

"But she..."

The Elder stammered.

"Call her Ancestral Master."

Shi Yunyu's face was solemn, something she had never shown before.

"The Young Miss has returned through Reincarnation, so her current age is naturally not great. But in terms of seniority and qualifications, who present here can compare to her?"

Shi Qingxuan was the first to react; she stood up and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Ancestral Master."

Supreme Elder Lu Yao and Supreme Elder Zhou Zhi followed closely behind: "Greetings, Ancestral Master."

The remaining Elders and Disciples of the White Rock Holy Land woke from their daze, stood up one after another, and said in unison: "Greetings, Ancestral Master!"

Yue Xinlan nodded slightly, accepting the bow, and said indifferently:

"I will just stay by your side. I won't go up there."

After everyone was seated, Shi Qingxuan could not hold back and asked:

"Mother, what is the situation... in the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest?"

Shi Yunyu smiled slightly: "The rock cauldron Seal in the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest is now stable. From now on, the Erosion Beast Tide in the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest will recede, and White Rock Province is safe."

The great hall suddenly erupted in cheers.

"That's wonderful!"

"The threat is finally removed!"

"Thanks to Supreme Moonshadow and the Ancestral Master!"

Just in this joyous atmosphere, a discordant voice rang out.

An Elder with a gaunt face and sunken eye sockets stood up and first bowed respectfully to Yue Xinlan:

"Ancestral Master."

He then bowed to Shi Yunyu and Shi Qingxuan respectively, and finally turned to Ling Hao, "Supreme Moonshadow."

His gaze fell on the three little ones behind Ling Hao, and hatred surged deep within his eyes.

The three little ones were frightened by that gaze and shrank back, all hiding behind Ling Hao.

The Elder gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Dare I ask Supreme Moonshadow, are those three children beside you of the Yao Race?"

The liveliness of the great hall instantly cooled.

"The Erosion Beast Tide is surging; I don't know how many Disciples and how many commoners have died."

The Elder's voice became heavier and heavier, and the red veins in his eyes grew denser,

"These three little Yao Race brats... staying in the Holy Land is probably inappropriate."

Shi Yunyu frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:

"We are allies with the Yao Race; where does this talk of 'being enemies' come from? During this stabilization of the Seal, the Yao Race of the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest contributed greatly."

The Elder stared fixedly at the three little ones, his eye sockets turning red, his breathing becoming heavy as he muttered:

"But they are of the Yao Race... The Erosion Beast Tide is surging, and it has inseparable ties to the Yao Race. If they hadn't indulged it, how could there be so many Erosion Beasts? Erosion Beasts and the Yao Race are the same! Those who are not of my race will surely have different intentions..."

Killing intent began to permeate from him.

The three little ones pressed even closer to Ling Hao; You Ruo's little hand grabbed the corner of Ling Hao's robe, and even the usually cold Jin Linger pursed her lips. Ling Hao reached out, gently pressed on their shoulders, and patted them to comfort them.

Another Elder quickly stood up to hold him back and whispered:

"That's enough, say less! Supreme Moonshadow and Lady Shi Ji have their own considerations!"

He then apologized with a smile to Yue Xinlan, Shi Yunyu, and Ling Hao:

"Ancestral Master, Lady Shi Ji, Supreme Moonshadow, my Senior Brother here... his wife, Disciple, and son all died in the Erosion Beast Tide, so it is inevitable that... his mental state is somewhat extreme. Please forgive him."

Ling Hao's gaze swept across the entire hall, seeing the expressions of many Elders of the White Rock Holy Land opposite him.

There was agreement, hesitation, and silence, but almost no rebuttal. He understood in his heart that this was likely not just one person thinking this way; if the Elders were like this, the Disciples likely were too...

He stood up slowly.

A wisp of aura escaped from his body, pressing down on the entire hall like a mountain.

Everyone felt their hearts sink, and their breathing became stifled.

Ling Hao's expression was cold:

"Erosion Beasts are Erosion Beasts, and the Yao Race is the Yao Race. Just as Erosion Demons are Erosion Demons, and the Human Race is the Human Race. Erosion Beasts and Erosion Demons are all monsters that have lost their reason; how can the two be conflated?"

His gaze fell on the gaunt Elder:

"Do you know that in the current Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest, there are almost no Yao Race left?"

The Elder was stunned.

"Have you ever understood the alliance between the two races back then? Without the Yao Ancestor of the three tribes guarding the rock cauldron, and without the three major Yao tribes sacrificing almost their entire race, White Rock Province would have fallen long ago."

Ling Hao spoke every word clearly and forcefully,

"The three major Yao tribes may not have done it entirely out of their own will; perhaps they were forced by circumstances and the alliance. But a gentleman judges by actions, not by intentions—they protected White Rock Province, and that is a fact."

He paused and swept his gaze over the entire hall:

"I know that the Human Race and the Yao Race of White Rock Province have had grievances for ten thousand years, and I do not expect you to let them go overnight. But I hope you can face this fact."

He looked down at the three little ones hiding behind him and reached out to rub You Ruo's hair:

"These three children are people of the Moonshadow Sect. If anyone makes a move against people of the Moonshadow Sect..."

He did not continue, but just gave a soft snort.

The snort was not loud, but it made many Elders present tremble, cold sweat running down their backs.

Ling Hao turned back to look at the gaunt Elder, his tone softening a bit:

"I sympathize with your experience. But this is not a reason to vent your anger on the innocent. If you want revenge, go find the Erosion Beast Tide—not these three children."

The three little ones looked up at Ling Hao, their eyes shining.

This feeling of being protected by someone... is so warm.

Hua Lian gently tugged at the corner of Ling Hao's robe and whispered:

"My Lord..." Her voice was choked with sobs. You Ruo even buried her face directly into Ling Hao's robe, her tiger ears drooping, her little body trembling slightly.

Jin Linger remained silent, the aloofness in her slit pupils fading a little, and something indescribable added to it.

Yue Xinlan gazed at Ling Hao's back, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

This man... is quite protective of his own.

She gave a look to Shi Yunyu.

Shi Yunyu understood, stood up, and spoke in a solemn voice:

"In the ancient times, the Human Race and the Yao Race signed an alliance; the Yao Race guarded the main root of the Fallen Immortal Ancient Banyan, and the Human Race guarded against the True Demon Realm. Over the past ten thousand years, the Yao Race has been almost wiped out in order to suppress the main root. You should understand the distinction between Erosion Beasts and the Yao Race, and between Erosion Demons and the Human Race."

"erosion qi is our true enemy!"

Her gaze fell on the three small figures:

"These three children are the last Bloodline of the three major Yao tribes of the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest. Everyone in White Rock Province owes a debt of gratitude to these three tribes. How can our White Rock Holy Land repay kindness with enmity?"

This was not only for the reputation of the White Rock Holy Land, but also about the alliance and the promise to the Young Miss.

"Anyone who wishes to harm these three will be expelled from the Sect, without further discussion."

"Yes!"

The people of the White Rock Holy Land answered in unison, and no one dared to object.

The atmosphere was still somewhat heavy; Shi Qingxuan's eyes shifted, and she spoke:

"Oh, right, there is one more thing."

She looked outside the hall, her voice turning colder,

"Someone, bring Ji Wujiu and the three Supreme Elders of the Ji Family up here."

The hall doors were thrown open, and four True Disciples walked in, escorting four figures.

The Elders of the White Rock Holy Land looked at these four figures and shook their heads.

This once arrogant Ji Family, today is likely... finished.