Chapter 3228: Chapter 1637: The Demotion of Saint Servant’s Blood Branding, Zui in Xuanji’s Letter
“Are you there?”
Xu Xiaoshou reached out with his thoughts towards the ancient book world.
The figure of the white-clothed swordsman was incredibly blurry, no longer as clear as before, appearing as if all spiritual intelligence had dissipated, leaving only a shadow.
“Mm.”
Still there?
I thought when you ntioned you didn’t have much ti, you might have left without saying goodbye!
Xu Xiaoshou was glad he hadn’t started badmouthing Eighth yet; he hurriedly said, “Good, if you’re still here, we’ll talk about you face to face, no talking behind each other’s backs. You wouldn’t get mad, right?”
Bazhun’an couldn’t be bothered to waste words with this green tea bottom.
That old issue, to him, was really nothing significant.
It was just foul play of an unimpressive technique that disgusted him, not sothing too disgraceful to speak of.
At that ti, Xu Xiaoshou was young and couldn’t touch upon this level of affairs; it wasn’t necessary to discuss it with him.
Now that the Rao clan of the Holy Emperor is about to be no more, it indeed seed appropriate to disclose so matters related to the five great aristocratic families of the Holy Emperor.
“Before the decisive battle, I received a letter.”
When this faint voice rose from within, not just Xu Xiaoshou, but Dao Qiongcang also sat up straight.
His information ca from post-event collection.
Direct words from the person involved would definitely differ in detail from what was collected from around.
The two of them sat cross-legged facing each other, both appearing intently listening with all four eyes fixated on the midsection, creating a rather strange spectacle.
“The letter was unsigned, and it wasn’t until later that I realized it was from Dao Xuanji.”
“The exact content, I don’t quite rember, just that it was a threatening letter, requiring to make a choice.”
“What choice?” Xu Xiaoshou was amazed at how a re younger sister dared to threaten the high and mighty Eighth Sword Deity, while he was curious about Bazhun’an’s response.
There was no need to discuss personal impressions; the world knew that at that ti, the Eighth Sword Deity was the epito of “youthful arrogance,” unlikely to compromise.
“She wanted to choose between Yue Gongnu and Sword Deity Hua.”
What?!
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked upon hearing that, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Was this sothing that should be said?
Wasn’t Sword Deity Hua a man?
Could it be that his own prejudiced assumption had led him astray, picturing Sword Deity Hua as an unparalleled beauty all along?
But that’s not right.
Wasn’t he just a sloppy middle-aged man?
Then…
Bazhun’an…
Certainly… he had a penchant for the sa sex?
Right, he always had that peculiar storyteller by his side… Xu Xiaoshou’s expression beca bizarre, feeling that everything from the start of the story could be explained, but from an incredible perspective.
“Tsck!”
Dao Qiongcang gave the opposite party’s reaction a glance and knew this youngster had let his imagination run wild. He helplessly gestured:
“You really lack the talent for storytelling, Bazhun’an, just shut up.”
“I’ll do it! If there’s anything wrong, you can chi in, I’d like to hear your original version too.”
He didn’t bother being polite with Bazhun’an anymore, and turning to Xu Xiaoshou, he put up a finger and said:
“To be clear about this matter, you also need to understand a few premises.”
“First of all, the bloodlines of the five great aristocratic families of the Holy Emperor are noble, and below Stairway to Heaven, all are of low descent, whether it be The Divine, or Bazhun’an, or else…”
“Insulted, Passive Points 1.”
Xu Xiaoshou stared at that finger pointing at himself, and helplessly rolled his eyes.
That was too sharp; would Hallmaster Dao dare to say that in front of the people from the five regions, to see their reaction?
“Mm-hmm~”
Nodding, Xu Xiaoshou did not refute the bloodline views of those old-fashioned folks.
Dao Qiongcang continued, “A practitioner of Yue Bei Hua Rao Dao may frolic in the secular world, but if any relations occur with the lowly, even if no offspring are born, including the person and their family line, they are all demoted and cannot enter the Holy Emperor’s secret realm for life.”
“In such a case, inside the five great aristocratic families of the Holy Emperor, even the servants referred to the individual as a ‘Saint Servant.'”
Xu Xiaoshou’s expression changed slightly, not surprised, as he had heard a bit before.
“You’ve actually seen a real Saint Servant, not the Sleeveless or the likes of Bazhun’an,” said Dao Qiongcang with an implied aning, “also in the Tiansang Spirit Palace.”
“Who?” Xu Xiaoshou was quick to respond, “Rao Yinyin?”
“Right!”
Once Dao Qiongcang nodded in confirmation, Xu Xiaoshou’s mouth gaped slightly open in a mix of unexpectedness and inevitability.
Rao Yinyin, Su Qianqian’s close friend, the leader of the Inner Yard Thirty-Three in Tiansang Spirit Palace; speaking of which, he still owed her a Sovereign Pill…
That wasn’t important.
The important thing was, her family na was Rao.
In Shengshen Continent, other surnas could co across anyone, but ordinary people truly didn’t dare take on the surna of Yue Bei Hua Rao Dao from the start—it simply didn’t exist at the source.
Not only was Rao Yinyin brave enough to carry the surna Rao from birth, but the format of her na was quite similar to Rao Yaoyao’s, and now that he thought about it, the two won did indeed bear a certain resemblance.
Oh no, could they actually be mother and daughter?
Dao Qiongcang knew what Xu Xiaoshou was thinking about:
“Strictly speaking, Rao Yaoyao could be considered Rao Yinyin’s younger aunt; the na Yinyin was even given by her, and she’s very fond of the child.”
“But Rao Yinyin’s father committed a taboo—when she began cultivating, her talent was not outstanding, and upon examination, she was not purely descended from the five great aristocratic families of the Holy Emperor; she had half mortal blood, clearly mingled with the lowly…”
“Too crude, in short, her father dallied in the secular world, fell in love with a mortal and had offspring, but managed to bring the person back to the Holy Emperor’s secret realm through various connections, and posing as a Wurao from the Emperor Realm’s Shu Clan, he married off the girl, pulling off deception.”
“It’s impossible to wrap fire in paper; after tracing back, he was found out.”
“The guilt extended to his entire lineage, including his father, his grandfather, himself, his daughter, his siblings… Rao Yaoyao was also affected, but her swordsmanship talent was extraordinary, and I protected her.”
“For Rao Yaoyao’s sake, I couldn’t do anything about the others, I only saved her favorite, Rao Yinyin, sending her below Stairway to Heaven, which you can also understand as a ‘pressure point.'”
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