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"I'll fight you!"

The fourth lineage successor is a young girl in a green dress, whose strength is also remarkable, having reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

The successors of each lineage in this ancient temple are all elites among elites, so the lowest level of strength is the Nascent Soul Realm.

The two clasped hands in greeting, assumed their stances, and unleashed a torrent of true energy, transforming it into sword imprints, divine needles, and a giant palm reaching for the sky.

The full power of the Primordial Spirit Realm erupted, shaking the very space.

The peak masters and elders of each branch all showed expressions of appreciation.

"Haha, Su Yu has now reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. I'm afraid even an early-stage Divine Power Realm cultivator wouldn't be his match."

"Su Die's strength is also quite good. Back when we were her age, we were just playing in the mud at the Profound Core Realm..."

"..."

Su Shengyuan closed his eyes, feeling somewhat drowsy.

This level of fighting is like children playing house; it doesn't interest him at all.

It would be better to go and cultivate with Ye Liuli.

or……

Thinking of this, Su Shengyuan opened his eyes and looked at Tong Xiayue.

What a coincidence!

Tong Xiayue was looking at him too!

Their gazes met in mid-air, creating a subtle sensation.

Tong Xiayue immediately looked away, her heart filled with panic.

Upon seeing Tong Xiayue in this state.

Su Shengyuan smiled knowingly.

Immediately, a telepathic message entered her consciousness.

Tong Xiayue was completely panicked. She looked at Su Shengyuan, shook her head slightly, and her eyes held a pleading look.

Su Shengyuan seemed unaware of the situation as he got up and walked out of the ancient hall.

"You all continue playing, this Holy Son is going to sample some delicacies and fish buns."

Seeing Su Shengyuan's nonchalant attitude.

The other nine peak masters all frowned.

I don't understand what Su Shengyuan is up to.

With his position as the Holy Son in jeopardy, how could he possibly be in the mood to eat?

Tong Xiayue watched Su Shengyuan's departing figure, her heart filled with inner turmoil.

Should we go or not?

In the end, Tong Xiayue got up and quietly slipped out without attracting anyone's attention.

Upon seeing this scene, Su Ze's heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed drastically.

"Where is my aunt going? Is she going to see Su Shengyuan?"

Thinking of this, Su Ze felt a surge of panic and wanted to get up and go find Tong Xiayue.

But then his grandfather gave a cold snort.

"Sit down and watch carefully. You good-for-nothing, where do you think you're going to go on such an important occasion?"

His tone was full of disappointment and frustration!

Upon hearing this, Su Ze could only suppress his impulse and sat down again, but he was like an ant on a hot pan.

My mind started wandering again, and I felt incredibly frustrated.

"My aunt is mine, Su Shengyuan. If you dare to lay a hand on my aunt, I will kill you."

The battle in the center of the ancient hall came and went quickly.

Su Yu won the first battle.

When he looked towards where Su Shengyuan was, he found that the man had disappeared, and he couldn't help but frown.

He then sneered, "Scared away by me? Ha! The position of Holy Son isn't something you can just take as you please."

The struggle for the title of successor of the Nine Lineages continues.

Time passed little by little.

Each lineage pointed and commented on these successors, all extremely satisfied, but their words also revealed a competitive spirit.

The successor secretly cultivated by the tenth lineage was a young man dressed in gold robes. He possessed immense power in every gesture, and his strength had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm.

His name is Su Guo, and he is the grandson of the second elder of the tenth lineage.

Asking Su Guo to stand up for the Tenth Clan was a last resort.

After all, the eldest elder's son had passed away, and his grandson was incompetent, so they could only choose a successor from the other bloodlines.

Su Guo truly deserves to be the successor nurtured by the Tenth Lineage with all their might.

He crushed all the disciples of the lineage and finally fought to a draw with Su Yu.

"The two are evenly matched; it seems that Su Guo and Su Yu will not be able to determine a winner today."

"Then let them each fight Sheng Yuan's nephew, or let any one of them fight Sheng Yuan's nephew. Anyway, it's just a formality. Sheng Yuan's nephew is definitely no match for the two of them."

"In the end, the position of Holy Son will definitely be decided between Su Yu and Su Guo."

"What's your decision, Master?"

The Nine Peaks Master looked at Su Tianhong cautiously.

This decision completely stripped Su Shengyuan of his position as Holy Son, leaving him with no way out.

Therefore, this group of people were also afraid that Su Tianhong would suddenly become angry.

Su Tianhong did not open his eyes, but simply nodded slightly.

What a coincidence!

At this moment, Su Shengyuan returned and entered the ancient hall, his face filled with a comfortable and relaxed expression.

Not long after, Tong Xiayue also came in and sat back down in the seat of the tenth branch.

When Su Ze saw Tong Xiayue's flushed face after the incident.

My composure completely crumbled!

An intense killing intent uncontrollably spread out.

He saw it, he saw it, he actually saw the smudged ink on Tong Xiayue's lips that hadn't been wiped clean yet...

All of the above signs indicate that

His aunt is already...!

It's not clean anymore!

As for who it was with, do we even need to guess?

"Su Shengyuan! I'll kill you!"

With a sudden jolt, Su Ze stood up and pounced on Su Shengyuan, his killing intent erupting like a vast ocean, engulfing the entire ancient hall.

"presumptuous!"

"presumptuous!"

"presumptuous!"

"..."

A series of angry shouts suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying pressure descended violently, directly suppressing Su Ze to the ground.

Seeing that the disciple of the tenth branch was so impulsive, even daring to threaten to kill Su Shengyuan in front of Su Tianhong, the peak masters of each branch naturally would not miss this opportunity to kick him while he was down.

The Grand Elder's face was ashen.

I have no idea what this good-for-nothing grandson is up to.

But now he cannot speak.

If he were to speak, it would surely give those peak masters an excuse to suppress the tenth meridian.

At this moment, Tong Xiayue realized that the Grand Elder was in a dilemma.

With a cold face, she walked up to Su Ze and slapped him across the face.

"What do you think you are? How dare you be so disrespectful to the Holy Son in front of everyone? Who do you think you are? Get out!"

Another slap sent Su Ze flying, crashing heavily onto the seat of the tenth meridian.

"Patriarch, peak masters of all branches, please forgive Xia Yue for her lax discipline."

"Holy Son, Xia Yue apologizes to you on behalf of Su Ze. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive this child's ignorance."

The leaders of each sect still wanted to cause trouble.

Su Shengyuan waved his hand dismissively, "Alright, alright, perhaps my cousin Su Ze was just dreaming. It was just a joke, don't take it seriously. Since Aunt Tong has said so, let's just let it go. Uncles, please don't blame me."

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

Seeing that Su Shengyuan did not blame Su Ze, but instead silenced the other peak masters, Tong Xiayue was overjoyed and bowed to Su Shengyuan.

Although she was gagged outside just now.

But now Su Shengyuan has silenced the various factions for her.

This feeling made her somewhat happy.

So being gagged isn't such a bad thing after all.

Otherwise, today it wouldn't just be a matter of re-electing the Holy Son.

The tenth branch will likely become a target of criticism, and other branches may use this as an opportunity to suppress it.