Godly Villain System/C25 Departure
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C25 Departure

"As expected of Ximen Chuixue and Liu Tie, their talent actually reached up to nine stars, forget about Canglan Continent, I'm afraid even Top Genius from Zhongtian Region may not be able to compare to them."

After exiting the Purple Taboo: Aura, Ye Xuan returned to the room. As he stared at Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng's human attributes, waves of emotions surged in his heart.

"Even though they have only just started cultivating in the Body Tempering Mirror, the system had already changed their ages. With their talent, sooner or later, they will stand at the top of this Canglan Continent and become famous figures of this era. This time, however, I have made a huge profit."

As for Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng's current loyalty, it was completely ignored by Ye Xuan. With their proud and aloof personality, being forcefully accepted by him as a sword slave with 50 and 60 degrees of loyalty was beyond his expectations.

Ye Xuan had the system, so he had no doubt that he could slowly improve their loyalty in the future.

"There was an ice man like Danfeng before, now with Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, next time if there's a chance, we can bring out the sword demon, Dugu Qiubai. It would be interesting to gather four Ice Men as a team." Ye Xuan stroked his chin as he thought of this.

The sudden appearance of two people beside Ye Xuan naturally attracted the attention of Ye Rongyue and the others.

Without waiting for them to ask, he had already created a new disciple identity for Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.

There were more than ten thousand disciples in the Real Martial Holy Land, so naturally there would not be anyone who would be able to recognize all of these disciples.

Ye Rongyue's thoughts were simple. She believed what Ye Xuan said.

Although Lee Yaner had her doubts, she had just joined Ye Xuan's faction, so she didn't dare to ask too much.

As for Ye Danfeng, with his personality, it would be strange if he cared about these things.

Although most of the Sacred Grounds disciples had already given up on their plans after knowing that Ye Xuan had chosen Guyue Country for his fiefdom, there were still many disciples who came to visit Ye Xuan every day, hoping to become his retainers.

Most of these disciples were from the Humble Class and their talents were not that outstanding. They did not have much hope of entering the inner sect or becoming the elder's direct disciple in the Sacred Land.

Ye Xuan naturally looked down on them. After selecting for three days, he finally chose a service disciple named Fei Wu.

The reason why Fei Wu was chosen by Ye Xuan was not because he had outstanding talent.

On the contrary, Fei Wu's talent was extremely low, he was only a 1 star, barely possessing the talent of the Martial Cultivator. Furthermore, according to the system's evaluation, his subordinate level was also very low, he was the lowest level yellow level subordinate.

The reason Ye Xuan had his eyes on him was because he was an experienced man. He knew how to speak and was very meticulous in his work. There were just some trivial matters that could be left to Ye Xuan.

Lee Yaner, who came from the Sacred Grounds, worked as a service disciple, Fei Wu. Adding Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, these two fake disciples, all four retainers had been gathered.

After a solo trip to Wudao's Peak, Ye Xuan chose to leave after saying goodbye to Ye Wudao.

Conferred Saint Son's trip was no small matter. In addition to the battle with the Holy Son, Ye Xuan's prestige in Real Martial Holy Land had already reached the peak, so even Saint Lord Bai Yu did not dare to slight him.

"Ye Xuan, this was my carriage back then. I'll give it to you today." Saint Lord Bai Yu pointed to a holy carriage in front of them and said.

The Sacred Carriage was made of Profound Crystals. It was simple and imposing, the interior was even more empty. It was like a small palace with eight beasts pulling the carriage in front.

Beasts not only had a True Dragon bloodline, they were also very docile, and were undoubtedly the best choice for mounts. However, beasts were few in number, and in the entire Canglan Continent, only Bai Yu and a few other true experts had the qualifications to have one.

Bai Yu giving out eight beasts along with the Mysterious Crystal Holy Carriage was definitely a big deal.

"Thank you, Saint Lord." After thanking Saint Lord Bai Yu, he stepped into the holy carriage.

Seeing this, Ye Rongyue and Lee Yaner hurriedly got onto the Holy Carriage and followed Ye Xuan on both sides.

The three ice men, Ye Danfeng, Ximen Chuixue, and Ye Gucheng followed behind.

The driver of the carriage was the astute and meticulous service disciple Fei Wu.

Standing on the sacred chariot and looking at the surrounding disciples' complicated and envious gazes, Fei Wu's heart was filled with pride. His gaze swept across the crowd, his head held high as the driver's whip in his hand suddenly dropped down.

The eight beasts let out a long cry that pierced through the nine heavens. Their feet moved like the wind as they pulled up the sacred carriage and sped away.

"..."

Dragging the gigantic Sacred Carriage, its speed did not decrease in the slightest, and in a short period of time, it had already left the Sacred Ground, passing through the Sacred City and entering the realm closest to Real Martial Holy Land.

Everywhere Ye Xuan's Holy Carriage passed, tens of thousands of people would kneel down to greet it.

The Great Yan King Yan Yu, who had long received the news, led the civil and military officials of the imperial court and knelt down to greet Saint Son Of The Blue Lotus and Ye Xuan's arrival.

However, the Holy Carriage didn't stop at all, flying past Yan Yu and his subjects, completely ignoring them.

Domineering and arrogant!

Looking at the sacred chariot leaving, the Great Yan King had a complicated expression on his face. All of the civil servants were stunned.

"Isn't he being too arrogant? He doesn't even put us in his eyes at all." Behind Great Yan King Yan Yu, a bearded Wu Chen said bitterly.

Yan Yu's face regained its calmness as he glanced at the bearded Wu Chen indifferently, "With his identity as Saint Son Of The Blue Lotus, so what if he is arrogant?"

The bearded Wu Chen opened his mouth but found that he could not refute. He could only hang his head in disappointment.

The Four Great Sacred Grounds had ruled over the Canglan Continent for ten thousand years, and it had long been deeply ingrained in their hearts. Let alone Ye Xuan, this Conferred Saint Son, even ordinary disciples of the Sacred Grounds had the qualifications to be arrogant in front of them.

Ye Xuan's Sacred Carriage did not stop for a single moment as they travelled day and night. Half a month later, they finally arrived at the territory of the Conferred Guyue Country.

"Fei Wu, how long will it take to get to the Guyue Country City?" Ye Xuan's voice came out from the holy carriage.

Hearing this, Fei Wu thought for a while, then said: "Young Master, with the strength of a beast, it will only take two hours at most to reach the capital of the nation with Guyue Country."

"Since that's the case, then let's temporarily stop at the Guyue Country." Liu Tie's voice sounded again, "Danfeng, inform the Guyue Country and have King of Gu Yue, Gu Qi, bring his subject out to kneel and welcome him."

"Yes sir!" Ye Danfeng responded and instantly disappeared.

Inside the sacred chariot, Ye Xuan turned to look at Ye Rongyue and Lee Yaner, saying, "It's not easy to travel. When I receive King Gu Yue later, you two don't have to follow. Go rest on your own."

"Oh!" Although Ye Rongyue was unwilling in her heart, the journey that she had made for the past half month had left her extremely exhausted. As such, she could only reluctantly agree.

"Yes!" "Young Master!" However, Lee Yaner responded quietly and did not say anything else.

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