Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

"Since he has inherited the Glazed Sword, he is a member of my Zixiao Sword Sect! What do you mean by this?" Qingxuzi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Ji Wuming and Ling Yunzi, however, looked indifferent and had no intention of supporting Qingxuzi.

"Haha, Qingxuzi, be careful with your words. There are countless inheritances on this continent. If I obtain the inheritance of an ancient sect, will I have to quit the Nine Spirit Sword Sect?!"

"Inheritance is obtained by those who are capable, but I have never heard of anyone being bound to a certain sect after obtaining the inheritance. It depends on the person's own wishes." Ren Xiaoyao said with a look of sarcasm.

"Okay, okay, then tell me, do you want to go to the Jiuling Sword Sect or stay in the Zixiao Sword Sect!" Qingxuzi was furious and looked at Ye Yu. There was a dangerous light flashing in his eyes, and an invisible aura emanated from him, with an extremely strong sense of threat.

Ye Yu raised his head and glanced at Qingxuzi calmly, then said, "I'm going to the Jiuling Sword Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Xiaoyao's eyes showed joy, while Qingxuzi's face turned completely black. He was about to attack immediately, but Lingyunzi on the side patted him on the shoulder and signaled him not to be impulsive.

Seeing this, Qingxuzi could only snort coldly and sit back.

Upon seeing this, Ren Xiaoyao laughed out loud in front of everyone, and even asked Ye Yu to take out the Glazed Sword. The group then left the Zixiao Sword Sect in a mighty manner.

There was no need for the others to stay any longer, so they all said goodbye.

After everyone left, Qingxuzi angrily dragged Lingyunzi to the sect hall and said, "What do you mean? The Liuli Sword is the sword of our third-generation sect leader. How can we let the people of the Nine Spirit Sword Sect take it away?"

"Don't worry, this is all planned by the Supreme Elder. Don't be impulsive." Ling Yunzi looked at Qingxuzi who was blowing his beard and glaring and laughed.

Hearing this, Qingxuzi lost his temper, sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Well, then I won't ask any more questions. Where is the Holy Son?"

"The Holy Son? You've seen him. He's the one who followed Ren Xiaoyao." Ling Yunzi shrugged indifferently.

"Ah!!! You you you you...you are confused. How can the Holy Son go to the Nine Spirit Sword Sect? No, I have to find the Supreme Elder..." Qingxuzi's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly stood up to find Ji Wuming.

But Ling Yunzi stopped him, "Come on, as the sect leader, what you need to do now is to clean up the internal problems of the sect. As for the affairs of the Holy Son, don't worry about it."

Originally, Ji Wuming was also worried that Ye Yu might end up joining the Nine Spirit Sword Sect, but after Ling Yunzi told him about what happened between Ye Yu and Ye Xuan, that last bit of concern disappeared.

If, based on the current situation between the two, Ye Yu could still join the Nine Spirit Sword Sect, then it would be better not to have such a Holy Son.

After leaving Zixiao Sword Sect, Ren Xiaoyao brought Ye Yu and others all the way to Jiuling Mountain.

He immediately informed the leader of Jiuling Sect about Ye Yu's situation.

The leader of the Jiuling Sect was naturally very excited when he learned about this situation. He quickly summoned Ye Yu. When he saw the glass sword in Ye Yu's hand, he waved his hand and summoned all the elders of the Jiuling Sword Sect to let Ye Yu choose.

He even said that he could make an exception and accept Ye Yu as his disciple.

Ye Yu's gaze swept across the elders and finally stopped at an old man who reeked of alcohol. The old man's cultivation was not high, and he seemed to be in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. However, Ye Yu sensed a special fluctuation in his body, the fluctuation of the spiritual seal.

This old man is obviously a master of formations.

After pondering for a while, Ye Yu made up his mind. He was very envious of the sword formation performed by Zixiao. If he could integrate the sword energy into the formation, the power would surely increase exponentially.

The most important thing is that this old drunkard doesn't look like someone who can take charge of things, so it would be easy to deal with him if he made some small moves.

Then, Ye Yu said, "I choose him."

The drunkard didn't expect Ye Yu to choose him and was stunned for a moment. The leader of the Jiuling Sword Sect also frowned. The drunkard's identity was a bit special. Strictly speaking, he was not an elder of the Jiuling Sword Sect, but just a figurehead.

But the words have been spoken and cannot be taken back.

He could only look at the drunkard and ask, "What do you think, Elder Feng?"

Feng Qiwen naturally knew what the Jiuling Sect Master meant by asking this question. He wanted him to refuse. If he had just followed his wishes normally, he would have done so. But now, he was interested in Ye Yu and nodded. "I think it's okay."

The leader of the Jiuling Sect choked and felt a little regretful. Originally, with Ye Yu's strength in the early stage of the Divine Transformation, he was enough to serve as an outer sect elder, but he was worried that he would not have a strong sense of belonging, so he planned to let Ye Yu become his disciple.

"In that case, Wangchen, you should learn from Elder Feng."

Xu Wangchen is the new name Ye Yu gave himself. He can’t just tell others casually, “My name is Ye Yu.”

As for Xu, it is Ye Yu’s mother’s surname.

After chatting for a while, he gave Ye Yu some disciple tokens and other things and let Ye Yu leave with Feng Qiwen.

After the two left, Ren Xiaoyao came to the sect leader and said, "It's not a good idea to let him follow Feng Qiwen, otherwise..."

"No need. He was just a casual cultivator before, so it's better not to push him too hard. You can try to let Ye Xuan, one of your disciples, communicate with him more often. When he gradually feels a sense of belonging, you can talk about other things." The leader of the Jiuling Sect waved his hand and said.

Ye Yu followed Feng Qiwen to a mountain next to Jiuling Mountain. As soon as he arrived at the cave, the corner of Ye Yu's mouth twitched.

I hadn't expected this drunken old man to be in charge, but when I arrived at the cave, I found out that this old man was simply too indifferent. Not only was the entire cave in a mess, even the spirit gathering formation was crooked.

"Okay, you just practice here. I'm going to sleep. Don't bother me if there's nothing else." After saying that, Feng Qiwen entered the cave. With a wave of his hand, an isolation formation took shape.

Watching the old man disappear in the cave, Ye Yu took out the Glazed Sword and opened up a new cave next to it. After setting up a spirit gathering formation, he stayed in.

For five consecutive days, Ye Yu did not go out of the cave. Except for Liu Qi coming to check on Liu Ying's condition, Ye Yu did not take any other action.

Even though Feng Qiwen acted like he didn't care, it was still better to be careful. Once exposed, it would be a big trouble.

In this way, it was the sixth day. Two people came to Ye Yu's cave. When they walked out of the cave, they saw Ye Xuan with a warm smile on his face.

"Brother Wangchen, long time no see. I've been busy these days so I couldn't come to visit you in time." Ye Xuan looked at Ye Yu and laughed, his eyes full of greed.

Ye Yu nodded at Ye Xuan, but his eyes fell on another person.

It was none other than Ye Qingling.

It was unknown when Ye Xuan brought Ye Qingling to the Jiuling Sword Sect.

"You must be Brother Wangchen, right? My name is Ye Qingling, so just call me Ling'er from now on."