Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

Ying Yufu did not feign modesty and readily accepted Yao Gu's praise.

Wu Linggu held the golden snake bone, overjoyed.

Suddenly, she felt the little snake in her palm stiffen slightly.

Its serpentine eyes were fixed warily in one direction.

Wu Ling Gu's heart tightened, and he quickly looked in the direction of the Golden Snake Gu. He saw a black centipede with golden threads staring at the Golden Snake Gu with a greedy look on the ground.

Shangguan Sheng belatedly realized that the black centipede had somehow darted out and was drooling over someone else's natal Gu.

He was immediately embarrassed and quickly summoned the black centipede back, its dark eyes fixed on Wu Linggu.

Wu Linggu also put away the Golden Snake Gu and smiled somewhat awkwardly.

Both of them were a little embarrassed.

Yao Gu watched the whole thing and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Saint, is that your natal Gu?" Yao Gu asked.

Shangguan Sheng nodded and said, "I guess so."

"I suppose so..." Yao Gu raised an eyebrow, looking thoughtfully at Shangguan Sheng.

Shangguan Sheng met his gaze and, unable to hide it, said, "I am the Gu Child of Xuanjing. I am no different from Gu myself. This black centipede has survived with me in countless Gu refining processes. It is more like my partner."

"A Gu child?" Yao Gu's expression changed, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes. He said, "It's truly hateful that the Xuan clan still has people using children to refine Gu."

Shangguan Sheng said, "That was in the past, but I later met my sister and family, and I've escaped what I went through."

Regardless of his past life, he found his family very early in this life.

Yao Gu said, "I know your future is bright. Holy Child, are you willing to stay in the Southern Barbarian Lands and become their Holy Son?"

Shangguan Sheng was not surprised by Yao Gu's suggestion, because in his previous life, he had met Yao Gu when he was being tortured to the point of death by Xuan Jing. Yao Gu saved him, healed his body, took him as his disciple, and trained him in Gu techniques.

They were called master and disciple, but in reality, they were no different from father and son.

Finally, he was made a holy son, preparing to succeed the position of the ancestral sorcerer.

But this life is different.

With my sister around, perhaps my master wouldn't have died so early.

Shangguan Sheng looked at Ying Yufu, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes.

My sister might be able to save Master's life.

When Ying Yufu met Shangguan Sheng's gaze, she instantly understood what he was thinking.

He wanted to save Yao Gu himself.

[Ding! The face-slapping mechanism has been triggered. Please heal Yao Gu, slap Wu Lianhe in the face, and take back the Ancestral Witch Seal from him.]

That's it.

Ying Yufu immediately bought another bottle of Life Essence from the system shop and gave it to Yao Gu.

"Yao Shi, drinking this might cure your illness," Ying Yufu said.

Yao Gu accepted the life essence, his expression somewhat dazed.

Wu Linggu had witnessed the power of the Life Essence Liquid, and she was overjoyed. "Father, this medicine given by Princess Anguo can save you."

Yao Gu's expression was complicated. "I have long heard that Princess Anguo has the abilities of a goddess, and I have never dared to doubt it. However, this favor is too heavy for me to repay."

Ying Yufu also looked at him deeply, "The envoy does not need to repay. I only hope that the envoy's original intention remains unchanged."

"Is your original intention unchanged?" Yao Gu murmured, then burst into laughter: "Good, good indeed, your original intention unchanged. Princess Anguo, rest assured, Yao Gu's original intention will never change, whether in life or death."

"Okay." Ying Yufu nodded. "I trust Yao Shi."

Yao Gu tilted his head back and drank all of the life essence.

In just a short while, Yao Gu's appearance underwent a significant change.

He looks younger.

He was originally around fifty years old, but now that he has recovered, he looks even younger than his actual age, with an upright posture and a rosy complexion.

Even his natal Gu, a crimson scorpion, appeared on his shoulder with great vitality.

"Princess Anguo, you are the benefactor in my life! No, Miss Shangguan is the same. Without Miss Shangguan saving my life, how could I have met Princess Anguo?"

Wu Linggu said, moved.

Yao Gu was also pleasantly surprised by his own changes, realizing that his body was no longer weak and that he had not experienced such a vigorous spirit for many years.

He bowed deeply in the direction of Ying Yufu and the others.

Just then, a guard from the Temple of the Witch Ancestor came to urge the Right Envoy to go to the Temple of the Witch Ancestor.

"They're here!" Yao Gu's eyes gleamed.

"Wulianhe's methods are dark and ruthless. The death of Wudu and even the poisoning of my body before were all related to Wulianhe."

However, due to a lack of evidence, they are unable to bring him to justice.

Now that he sees me appear healthy and unharmed, vying with him for the Ancestral Witch Seal, his expression must be priceless.

The Temple of the Witch God.

Wu Lingduo walked to the center of the hall and stretched out her hand: "I am the Holy Maiden of the Southern Barbarians. Entrust the Ancestral Witch Seal to me for safekeeping."

Teng Yan's gaze sharpened. "No, with a true Holy Maiden before us, what right do you, someone who doesn't even have a natal Gu, have to call yourself the Holy Maiden of the Southern Barbarians?"

Wu Lingduo's face darkened, and she retorted, "Wu Linggu's natal Gu is practically dead, so what makes her worthy of being called a Holy Maiden?"

"Who says my natal Gu is no different from being dead? Wu Lingduo, do you want to try my natal Gu?"

Wu Linggu's voice rang out from outside, and everyone in the hall immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

Then Yao Gu, Wu Ling Gu, and a group from Bei Xuan strode in.

They spotted Yao Gu at a glance, now young and agile.

Is this still the same weak, aging, decaying, and dying Yao Gu?

The eyes of the man before me were bright and piercing, so bright that they made one's heart tremble.

"Yao Gu, you..."

Wulianhe swallowed back what he was about to say, and instead asked, "Right Envoy, why did I bring guests along when it's a matter concerning our Southern Barbarians?"

Yao Gu said, "Guests are welcome. If His Highness the Crown Prince of Beixuan wishes to worship the Ancestor of Witches, what's wrong with that? Does the Left Envoy mean he doesn't want the Ancestor of Witches to be worshipped?"

"That's not what I meant. I just feel that I'm in charge of the internal affairs of this southern barbarian region..."

The prince said, "Your Excellency is mistaken. Although we are from Beixuan, since your country's ancestral shaman has passed away, we should come to pay our respects. This is the etiquette of Beixuan."

Wu Lianhe's lips curled into a sneer. The Northern Xuan royal family were nothing but peasants; what etiquette did they have to speak of?

But having said that, he didn't say anything more.

At this moment, Wu Linggu summoned his natal Gu, the Golden Serpent Gu. As soon as the Golden Serpent Gu came out, it flicked its tongue and made a hissing sound. The Nanman people present who had Gu immediately felt their Gu worms submit.

"This is impossible!" Wu Lingduo screamed, her face full of disbelief. "Your natal Gu is clearly about to die."

Wu Linggu looked at her mockingly: "That's right, my natal Gu was indeed on the verge of death because of the injury you caused, but I had a fortuitous encounter, and not only did my Gu heal, it's even stronger than before, is that not allowed?"