Godly Villain System/C11 Lord White Feather
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C11 Lord White Feather

"Grandfather!" Just as Ye Wudao and Shi Yi were confronting each other, Ye Xuan's voice suddenly sounded.

When Ye Wudao saw it, he immediately complained.

With Ye Xuan's sudden appearance, the three of them were not weak. Ye Wudao could only deal with one of them. If the three of them suddenly attacked, he might not be able to protect Ye Xuan.

"Little bastard, since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, then don't blame me for being impolite." He felt great joy in his heart and grinned evilly.

"Is that so?" However, Ye Xuan had a calm expression.

"Sigh!" It's one thing for you to be so arrogant in Grass Holy Land, but now you dare to be so impudent in my Real Martial Holy Land, who lent you the guts? " A voice suddenly sounded behind Ye Xuan.

"Saint Lord Bai Yu!" When Shi Yi heard this voice, his pupils suddenly constricted and his expression immediately became serious.

Shi Dian and Shi Kuang, who were behind him, looked even more nervous.

"Saint Lord!" Ye Wudao was instantly overjoyed and felt indescribably carefree in his heart.

He thought that he wouldn't be able to protect his only grandson this time, but who knew that Saint Lord, who had disappeared for so many years, would suddenly appear.

"Scram!" After Saint Lord Bai Yu's figure appeared, he waved his sleeve and kicked Shi Jian, Shi Dian, and Liu Tie off Wu Dingfeng.

"If you have anything to say, let this old bastard, Liu Li, personally say it. All three of you are not qualified."

Hearing Saint Lord Bai Yu's words from mid-air, the three of them blushed, but they didn't dare to retort and just dejectedly left Wu Dingfeng.

"Greetings, Saint Lord!" Ye Wudao bowed respectfully towards Saint Lord Bai Yu, his heart filled with emotion.

Saint Lord Bai Yu nodded slightly, looking at Ye Wudao with a hint of admiration in his eyes. "Wudao, all these years you've been supporting the holy land by yourself, but it's been hard on you."

"Saint Lord!" When Ye Wudao heard this, he replied with a choked voice. He could not continue the rest of the sentence.

It was as Saint Lord Bai Yu had said, Ye Wudao alone supported the Sacred Land. He had to guard against the internal second elder of the Sacred Land fighting for power, and he also had to face pressure from the other three Sacred Grounds.

However, Ye Wudao had a strong personality. Even though he knew he couldn't hold on for much longer, he still persevered on.

"Wudao, this must be your grandson!" Saint Lord Bai Yu then looked at Ye Xuan and asked in a pleasant tone.

"Saint Lord, this is Ye Xuan, Wudao's only grandson." Ye Wudao nodded, then turned to Ye Xuan and said, "Xuan'er, haven't you seen Saint Lord yet?"

Saint Lord Bai Yu waved his hand and said: "This little guy has seen me for a long time. If it wasn't for him bringing me over, I still wouldn't know that people from Grass Holy Land are actually this arrogant."

"However, now that I have returned, no one will dare to behave atrociously in front of my Real Martial Holy Land!" Saint Lord Bai Yu's tone gradually turned cold.

"Saint Lord is wise!"

"Kid, I heard that you are this generation's Holy Son?" Saint Lord Bai Yu turned his head and asked Ye Xuan.

"Yes sir!" Ye Xuan didn't say much, he merely replied with a "Yes".

This was only his first time meeting Saint Lord Bai Yu, if he answered arrogantly, it would make the White Feather Holy Land feel like he was being frivolous. If he kept a low profile, it would also make them look down on him.

Sure enough, Saint Lord Bai Yu's face revealed a trace of satisfaction as he praised softly: "Not bad!"

Obviously, he was very satisfied with Ye Xuan's neither haughty nor humble performance in front of him.

"If you can become the champion of this Battle of Holy Sons, I will reward you with a piece of feudal land! Are you sure? "

"Of course Ye Xuan will do his best."

"Alright!"

As Ye Wudao listened to Ye Xuan's and Saint Lord Bai Yu's replies, pride rose in his heart.

It has to be said that it was only after entering the Palace Opening Stage that every generation of the Holy Son would be able to obtain their feudal fiefdom. And now, Ye Xuan only needed to become the champion during the battle of the Holy Son to own a piece of feudal fief. For Ye Xuan's future development, this is no doubt a rather high starting point.

Other than having talent that was naturally superior to ordinary people, the so-called Martial Cultivator s relied heavily on resources.

Disciples who were born into first-line powers like the Four Great Sacred Grounds, in terms of resources, far surpassed minor sects and rogue cultivators. The Four Great Sacred Grounds had also produced experts from generation to generation, ruling over the entire Canglan Continent for close to ten thousand years.

However, the competition between the disciples of the Four Great Sacred Grounds was equally fierce. The more outstanding a disciple was, the more resources they would be able to obtain.

Therefore, if Ye Xuan owned a feudal fiefdom, then all the cultivation resources it produced would belong to him. There was no need to compete with others, thus, Ye Xuan's starting point would be higher than others.

However, to Ye Xuan, feudal fiefdom was something that could be ignored. With the system, as long as he had a steady stream of villains, how could he lack resources for cultivation?

"Although the feudal fiefdom is of no use to me, my Real Martial Holy Land is not my power after all. If I rely on the feudal fiefdom to establish my own power, it would be a good thing as well." Ye Xuan was also constantly calculating and wondering if he could obtain any benefits from it.

After bidding farewell to Saint Lord Bai Yu and Ye Wudao, Ye Xuan returned to his residence — — Xuanyuan Pavilion.

The place where Ye Xuan had originally lived was not called Xuanyuan Pavilion. This name was changed by Ye Xuan after he had transmigrated to this world to commemorate the time when he was Xuanyuan Jiuchen's successor.

"Young Master, the evil monk from Grass Holy Land didn't do anything to you, right?" Ye Rongyue asked in a hurry when she saw Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan shook his head and said: "With Saint Lord around, how could these fake monks from Grass Holy Land dare to be impudent?"

After pausing for a moment, Ye Xuan continued, "Yue Er, your cultivation is too low. You need to increase your cultivation as soon as possible."

"Young master, I want to as well, but …" "But, I'm too stupid. No matter how hard I try, I just can't practice." Ye Rongyue's face fell.

With the exception of those who were innately unable to cultivate, almost everyone practiced martial arts. Thus, Ye Rongyue had always envied Ye Qingyun for entering the true spirit realm at such a young age.

"You are not stupid. It is because you are born with poor talent for martial cultivation. Thus, it is very difficult for you to cultivate it." Ye Xuan explained.

"Isn't it the same?" Ye Rongyue's mouth twitched. Whether it was because she was stupid or because her talent was poor, wasn't it the same for her?

Seeing this, Ye Xuan smiled lightly and took out the fruit. He shook it at Ye Rongyue and said, "What do you think this is?"

Seeing a fruit in Ye Xuan's hand, Ye Rongyue said innocently, "This is a delicious fruit. Young Master, why are you taking this?"

Ye Xuan was defeated, but he knew Ye Rongyue's personality was so, so he stopped teasing her: "This is a Dao Origin Fruit. Yue Er, as long as you eat this fruit, you will be able to change your talent. From now on, your cultivation will not be so slow."

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