C21 Conferred Blue Lotus

Grass Saint Lord groaned in his heart, "If that's really the case, then won't my Grass Holy Land ensure Ye Xuan's safety in the next year?"

However, Grass Saint Lord did not dare to say half a "No" in front of Gong Jing. He could only reluctantly agree.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Gong Jing's face revealed an expression of satisfaction. After looking around, his gaze landed on Ye Xuan. He shouted, "Son Ye Xuan, come forward and receive the seal!"

"Ye Xuan is here!" When Ye Xuan heard this, he crossed the crowd and arrived in front of Gong Jing.

The group of Real Martial Holy Land disciples and elders instantly began to breathe rapidly. They silently looked at Gong Jing and Ye Xuan, and looked forward to the upcoming moment that symbolizes the unparalleled glory of Real Martial Holy Land.

"Since you have comprehended the Green Lotus Sword Intent, this sovereign shall bestow you the title of 'Saint Son Of The Blue Lotus'!" Gong Jing pondered for a moment before announcing Ye Xuan's title in a loud voice.

Ye Xuan stood proudly and raised his hand into the air. A clear and melodious voice rang out from afar, "Today, I shall be Saint Son Of The Blue Lotus!"

Following the end of Ye Xuan's words, the disciples of Real Martial Holy Land immediately exploded with noise, as thunderous cheers and cheers instantly rang out.

"Saint Son Of The Blue Lotus!"

"Saint Son Of The Blue Lotus is domineering!"

"Eldest Martial Senior is invincible!"

"The Real Martial Holy Land is the strongest, Eldest Martial Senior is the strongest, long live!"

Seeing the Real Martial Holy Land disciples nearly go insane, the disciples of the other three Sacred Grounds all revealed envious expressions.

Grass Saint Lord and the rest looked bitter and depressed.

Saint Lord Bai Yu pretended not to care at all. However, his eyes revealed a proud expression when he looked at Liu Li and the other two.

Ye Wudao laughed out loud towards the sky. As he laughed, two hot tears unconsciously rolled down his cheeks.

After Saint Lord Bai Yu had disappeared, Ye Wudao had to face the overbearing arrogance of the other three Sacred Grounds every single moment. Who knew how much grief he had inside him.

Ye Rongyue was so excited that her face turned red, and her palms were swollen.

Ye Danfeng, who was usually expressionless, had a bright smile on his face.

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"Ye Xuan, that day, I promised you that as long as you win the battle of the Sons, I will grant you a piece of feudal land. Now you have been awarded the title of Saint Son Of The Blue Lotus by Messenger, for the Holy Land has made a great contribution. Today, I shall fulfill my promise and bestow upon you my feudal fiefdom. "

While Saint Lord Bai Yu was speaking, he waved his sleeve and a map appeared out of thin air. On the map, all of the territories under the Real Martial Holy Land were displayed.

At the side, Sikong Qi and the other elders' gazes immediately fell on Ye Xuan. The envy and jealousy in their eyes couldn't be concealed no matter how hard they tried. Ye Wudao, on the other hand, was full of smiles; apparently, he was overjoyed.

For people like Sikong Qi, they were not Conferred Saint Son, so even if they were elders, they did not have the qualifications to own a feudal fiefdom. Now, with only a mere Origin Core Stage cultivation level, Ye Xuan was actually given a feudal fiefdom, how could they not be envious and jealous?

"Ye Xuan, pick your own feudal fiefdom. The places that are yellow, you don't have to look at them, they already have an owner. " Bai Yu pointed to the yellow area on the map.

"Yes, Saint Lord." "Yes." Wu steel responded. He walked forward to the map and carefully selected a map.

At this time, Ye Wudao also stopped smiling, and his heart became a little nervous. The feudal fiefdom that Ye Xuan had chosen was related to the future of their Ye Family, so he had to be nervous.

The Real Martial Holy Land was located in the most eastern part of the Canglan Continent and it governed two large clans' Lee Family and the Song Family. There were also four other dynasties and countless small nations.

The map was divided into countless small areas, and appeared to be densely packed with three colors, red, yellow, and green. Red was Conferred Saint Son's fiefdom, yellow was his fiefdom, but before the Son of Heaven officially took over the fiefdom, green was the fiefdom of the ownerless land.

Ye Xuan skimmed over the red and yellow areas and then shifted his gaze onto the green areas.

Real Martial Holy Land had already ruled the eastern part of the Canglan Continent for ten thousand years. Even if one's strength was declining, Conferred Saint Son, who appeared, was few.

Excluding the feudal fiefdom that was either part of the war or part of the complicated division, Ye Xuan's attention was focused on a piece of land that had no owner at the most eastern end.

This fief had two sides that encircled the mountains, and had a sea behind it. It looked very dangerous, and easy to defend, and difficult to attack. Also, there was only a small nation called Guyue Country within the fief, so there weren't any complicated forces present.

However, the shortcomings of this piece of land were also very obvious. Not only were there scarce resources, it was also very far from the Real Martial Holy Land.

"This is it." Ye Xuan thought for a moment, then pointed to the fief at the eastern end.

"You actually chose this place?" Bai Yu looked at Ye Xuan in surprise and said. He was confused about Ye Xuan's choice.

After Ye Xuan heard Bai Yu's words, he was quite alarmed and uncertain. He asked, "Saint Lord, could there be a problem with this fiefdom?"

"Not really." Bai Yu waved his hand and explained, "Other than being remote and lacking in resources, this feudal fiefdom doesn't have too many disadvantages."

"But do you know why no one has picked this feudal fiefdom for the past ten thousand years?" Bai Yu continued.

"Please advise me, Saint Lord." Ye Xuan asked.

"This piece of land is adjacent to the sea, surrounded by islands in the sea. On these islands are a few groups of bandits with relatively powerful strengths, and it's also said that expert at the Life And Death Stage is living in seclusion here. In addition, some forces under the Grass Holy Land across the sea frequently cross the sea to attack the Guyue Country within the land, and they appear once a month."

"Ye Xuan, now do you know why no one chose this feudal fiefdom?" After Bai Yu explained, he asked with a smile, "Do you still want to choose it?"

Ye Wudao also interrupted: "All these years, the Guyue Country has always been asking the Sacred Grounds and surrounding forces for help, but the Sacred Grounds are too busy taking care of themselves, and the Great Li Empire at the side resented the fact that the Guyue Country has not paid a tribute for too long, so they have always ignored the attack on the Guyue Country. "Xuan, managing this piece of feudal fiefdom is quite difficult."

When Ye Xuan heard this, his face was calm. Without the slightest hesitation, he replied, "Go back to Saint Lord and choose this feudal fiefdom."

Bai Yu heard this and nodded his head. He had said what he needed to say and advised what he needed to say. Since Ye Xuan insisted on choosing this feudal fiefdom, he naturally would not say anything more.

A trace of schadenfreude appeared on the faces of the elders of Sikong Qi's faction. They seemed to be very happy that Ye Xuan chose the worst feudal fiefdom.

Only Ye Wudao frowned. He was not satisfied with Ye Xuan's decision. However, it was Ye Xuan who had chosen the feudal fiefdom for him after all. Therefore, Ye Wudao did not oppose the decision.