Mister Tang and Lu Yin hurriedly stood in front of the students.
The White Dragon Tribe also sent Emissaries to block the shockwaves.
However, how could these Emissaries block the shockwaves of a Half-Progenitor?
Fortunately, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and an invisible force blocked the shockwaves, preventing Dragon Mountain from being hit.
The Culinary God's eyes turned red. "Bastard, you're courting death!" He raised his head and was about to use his inner world when the middle-aged man bowed. "Ancestor, please descend." Just as he finished speaking, an eyeball appeared on Dragon Mountain and stared at the Culinary God and everyone else.
At the same time, an indescribable force stopped the Culinary God from attacking. Everyone felt an irresistible heavenly might. This was the power of a Progenitor.
Lu Yin looked at the eyeball above his head, and his heart sank. Was the Dragon Ancestor here?
Everyone else looked up at the eyeball in a daze. This was the power of a Progenitor.
The Culinary God's body swayed, and he wanted to forcefully use his inner world, but he did not attack. If the power of a Progenitor appeared, he would not have a chance to kill that bastard. He could only hate himself for not knowing that the bastard was hiding in the White Dragon Tribe.
The White Dragon Clan, it was the White Dragon Clan. He stared at Long Tian and the others. "I've thought of many possibilities, but I never expected that bastard to be hiding in your White Dragon Clan. Good, good, very good.
Longtian felt bitter. That senior had been exposed, and their relationship with Yi Xian Academy was now completely at odds. However, they had no choice. If they did not invite that senior, they would not be able to summon the power of a Progenitor, and they would not be able to stop the Culinary God's pressure.
If the White Dragon Tribe was suppressed by the Culinary God on their own Dragon Mountain, they would not have the face to be one of the Four Scales.
Forget it, so be it. Yi Xian Academy would soon become history anyway. At worst, they would just have to protect their bottom line.
Right now, the most important thing was that the secret of the blood pool could not be exposed. This was the most important matter for the White Dragon Tribe.
As for the Mountains and Seas, it was not that easy to inherit their legacy. One person was enough, and the rest could even be tried by everyone in the Starry Sky of the Trees. If one was not qualified, then one was not qualified. Adding more spots would only increase the chances of success.
"Master, you're still so impulsive. Why? It's been so many years." The middle-aged man walked out of the void and stood in front of Longtian and the others. He faced with the Culinary God, the eyeball above his head.
The Progenitor's's, but it did not represent the Progenitor himself........... the Progenitor himself... of the Progenitor's Progenitor..
Mr. Tang and the others also saw it and breathed a sigh of relief.
The Culinary God of of the of the Progenitor.. of the Progenitor of of the of the Of's of the Gods. the Progenitor ''....
The Culinary God stared at the middle-aged man, no longer looking as calm as before. Instead, he looked like a madman who had been blinded by hatred. "Bastard, I hate that I made the wrong choice to take you as my disciple. I hate that I didn't realize that you were the one who killed Little Ping. I hate that you escaped. I hate that I didn't find you, bastard."
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed. He looked at the Culinary God with pity. "Master, how many times do I have to tell you before you believe me? Junior Sister did it willingly. She wanted to help me, and the more I loved her, the more pain I had to endure. This pain helped me improve my cultivation, and it was because of this pain that I was able to become a Half-Progenitor. Master, look, your disciple has become a Half-Progenitor.
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. "The Culinary God was enraged, and he clenched his fists. His entire body trembled with rage." Bastard, I'll kill you one day. "
The middle-aged man laughed. "Master, how many years have you been in the Ancestral Gazing Pavilion?
Unfortunately, you were unable to do so. Otherwise, with your strength, you would have broken through to Progenitor long ago. Why bother?
It's because I caused the humans to lose a Progenitor. I've sinned. "
Lu Yin did not understand their conversation. "What's going on?"
Mister Wei whispered, "It looks like that person was Sir Yu. He's Senior Culinary God's disciple, and their matter is related to an old case."
"Senior Culinary God's innate talent is extremely high, and he became a Half-Progenitor at his peak. He's on par with the Myriad Daos Clan's Ancestor Myriad Daos and the White Dragon Clan's Elder Ni Huang. He's the most likely powerhouse to break through to Progenitor in the universe. However, due to an accident, Senior Culinary God has not dared to break through to this day. It was his disciple, Sir Yu, who killed Senior's other disciple, a female disciple. His methods were extremely cruel, so it's not convenient for me to say too much.
"Senior Culinary God has engraved this matter in his heart. He has been dominated by hatred for countless years, and the reason why he went to the Ancestral Gazing Pavilion was to forget his hatred.
"After countless years, no one knows if Senior has truly forgotten his hatred. The more Senior forgets his hatred, the easier it is for him to become a Progenitor."
Lu Yin understood. "That's why the outside world is so afraid of Senior. The longer others drag it out, the harder it is for them to become a Progenitor. It's the opposite for Senior. The longer you drag it out, the more likely it is for you to forget your hatred and break through to Progenitor."
Mister Wei nodded. "But now, it looks like this hatred is far from being forgotten. Senior hated Sir Yu so much just by sensing Sir Yu's existence. He even took action at Dragon Mountain and forced the White Dragon Clan to use their Progenitor's power. This knot in Senior's heart will be difficult to untie."
As he spoke, Lu Yin also listened to the conversation between the Culinary God and the others.
"Master, everything I did was taught by you. Are you the same person as you are now?
You shouldn't blame me. Look at how cruel and terrifying your inner world is. Who would dare to mention it?
Compared to you, this disciple is simply too benevolent, "Sir Yu said helplessly with admiration.
The Culinary God stared at Sir Yu. "My inner world will only allow you to experience it. Aside from you, it will not attack anyone else. I will let you fully experience it."
Sir Yu smiled. "This disciple looks forward to it." He then looked past the Culinary God at Lu Yin and the others. "This is Dragon Mountain. Master doesn't want the Dragon Ancestor to descend, right? This disciple will take his leave first. Otherwise, Master might not be in the mood to chat with the White Dragon Clan. Right, let me remind you, Master's current appearance …" He smiled and pointed behind him. "It's easy to scare children." He then retreated and disappeared.
At the same time, the Dragon Ancestor's eyeball also disappeared.
The disappearance of the Progenitor's power made the others heave a sigh of relief. It was only then that they realized that their backs were drenched in sweat.
"Wait, bastard, get out here!" the Culinary God shouted angrily and wanted to attack again.
Mister Tang hurried forward to stop him. "Senior, this is Dragon Mountain. It will be difficult to deal with a Progenitor's power."
The Culinary God panted heavily and stared in the direction that Sir Yu had left. His eyes were so red that they were about to bleed.
This was the first time Mister Tang had seen the Culinary God like this.
That old case was too far away, and even he did not understand it. If not for Mister Wei's familiarity with history, no one would have told them about it.
The Culinary God took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.
Across from him, the White Dragon Clan looked at each other. Longtian stepped forward. "Senior Culinary God, my apologies."
The Culinary God looked up at Longtian. "I never thought that the White Dragon Clan would take in that bastard."
Longtian fell silent. This was something that had happened a long time ago. He knew of Sir Yu, who was a Half-Ancestor, but he did not know much about him. Not many in the White Dragon Clan knew of his existence, but because of the Culinary God, Sir Yu had not dared to appear and had become the hidden guardian of Dragon Mountain.
If not for the blood pool, Sir Yu would not have appeared.
"To think that I was so polite to the White Dragon Clan. The scales are all the same, so it's no wonder that you would join forces with the Frigid Immortal Sect to banish the Lu family. Even that bastard was willing to take him in. Do you have any bottom line?"
The Culinary God said coldly.
Longtian was helpless. "That was not my decision."
The Culinary God looked up at the Top Realm, or more accurately, at the Sovereign Realm.
Indeed, taking in that bastard was not something that a child like Longtian could decide, but rather the high and mighty Dragon Ancestor.
Only the Dragon Ancestor could decide whether to take in Sir Yu, and only the Dragon Ancestor had the ability to take in Sir Yu at the risk of exposing himself and becoming his mortal enemy.
There were some things that could only be thought of, and the Culinary God did not say them out loud. Unless Sir Yu became a Half-Ancestor, even if Progenitors respected him, it would only be on the surface. Even Wan Zhiyi might not be able to become a Half-Ancestor, let alone him. They respected all Half-Ancestors, but there was still a fundamental difference.
Longtian sighed. He understood why his clan had taken in Sir Yu, but the clan's foundation was too shallow, and they could not compare to the Frigid Immortal Sect, Shenwu Heaven, or the Wang family. During the Daosource Sect's era, they had Nine Mountains and Eight Seas, so what did the White Dragon Clan have?
If not for their ancestor coincidentally reaching the Progenitor realm under the guidance of a senior, the White Dragon Clan would not even have the qualifications to join forces with them.
The White Dragon Clan had been willing to take in Sir Yu, who had not even been a Half-Ancestor, because they knew that he would definitely become a Half-Ancestor and become the guardian of Dragon Mountain.
Unfortunately, this powerhouse could not be exposed.
"Senior, it's not appropriate for this junior to comment on the matter between you and Senior Yu, but regarding the blood pool, I hope that senior will not listen to others. There is absolutely no problem with the blood pool," Longtian said respectfully.
The Culinary God no longer had a good impression of the White Dragon Clan, and his impression of them was even worse than that of the other three clans. "You know very well whether there is a problem or not. The White Dragon Clan's training will end here. We still have to go to the Frigid Immortal Sect, so goodbye."
Longtian hurriedly blocked the Culinary God. "Senior, you must clarify this matter today."
The Culinary God's gaze turned cold. "You still want to attack my Yi Xian Academy?"
"Senior, you must have forgotten why Yi Xian Academy is training at the Four Way Scales," Longtian said directly, no longer being respectful.
The Culinary God had indeed forgotten, as Sir Yu's appearance had thrown his thoughts into disarray.
The reason why Yi Xian Academy was training was because of the conditions that the Four Way Scales had given them. They had reached an agreement with the Four Way Scales to rope in the students and distribute the resources of the Mountains and Seas. It was also an opportunity for Yi Xian Academy to be smoothly taken over by the Four Way Scales.
Of course, the Culinary God did not know about the allocation of the quotas.
If everything went smoothly and the students joined the Four Way Scales, Yi Xian Academy would naturally be taken over.
However, if Yi Xian Academy was unwilling to train, the Four Way Scales might not be so gentle. At the very least, an Progenitor would appear.
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