Chapter 461

"Holy Master, it's the Holy Master who has returned!"

Someone under the platform exclaimed, their voice filled with awe and shock.

On the Tribute God Platform, an upright figure appeared out of nowhere.

That person was wearing a black robe, with ancient witchcraft totems embroidered on it, and dark golden patterns flowing in the sunlight like living things.

His face was as cold as if carved by a knife, his brows revealing an aura that commanded respect without anger, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, yet they were unfathomable.

His hair was half black and half white, draped casually over his shoulders, and between the strands, a few wisps of dark red Gu patterns were faintly visible; that was the "Blood Gu Mark" unique to the Witch King of the Southern Border.

His appearance caused the air of the entire Tribute God Platform to stagnate for a moment.

The Holy Master, that was the supreme controller of the Witchcraft Sacred Land, the true king of the Southern Border!

Many Gu cultivators with lower cultivation bases couldn't withstand this pressure and knelt on the ground one after another, their foreheads pressed against the ground, not daring to lift their heads.

Those who could stand were all elder-level figures within the Sacred Land.

Li Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, while the Master Yang Ci Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, as if evaluating the strength of this Holy Master.

He thought to himself that the May Tian Ce Dynasty was worthy of being a super-power of the continent; it really was full of strong people.

The strength of this Holy Master was truly unfathomable, but he still felt that Li Chen was even more terrifying.

The Holy Master's gaze slowly swept across the Tribute God Platform, finally locking onto Ma Hei and Ma Bu.

The two instantly felt like they were on pins and needles, breaking out in cold sweat.

As disciples of the Holy Master, they knew that this look from their master was clearly displeasure!

Ma Bu reacted extremely quickly, hurriedly bowing and explaining: "Master, the disciple was just sparring with the senior brother, there was no other intention!"

Ma Hei also hurriedly echoed: "Yes, Master, we were just following the rules of the Sacred Land, discussing the Dao through martial arts."

The Holy Master was silent for a moment, then finally said faintly: "Disperse."

His voice was not loud, but it seemed to contain some kind of irresistible will. The noise of the entire Tribute God Platform disappeared instantly, and the crowd began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Hearing the Holy Master speak, everyone felt that things should have ended here.

Ma Bu was already prepared to put on his clothes, because many Gu cultivators would expose their bodies when fighting.

However, Ma Hei suddenly stepped forward and said with a stiff scalp: "Holy Master, Young Master Li from the Imperial Capital wants to observe the Yin-Yang Gu, what do you think...?"

The whole place went silent.

Ma Bu's face changed drastically, the anger in his eyes almost erupting: "Senior brother! The Holy Master has just returned to the Sacred Land and must have important matters to deal with. I won't argue with you about the fight just now, yet you still dare to pester him? Do you really think my Bai Miao tribe is easy to bully!"

His words were not only to maintain the rules of the Bai Miao tribe but also to state his position in front of the Holy Master.

The majesty of the Sacred Land must not be provoked!

The Holy Master frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Ma Hei.

Just now Ma Hei was indeed a bit too much, but Ma Hei was suffering in his heart. The Emperor wants to see it, so you tell me what to do?

The Holy Master was already a bit displeased now, because just after returning, he heard two disciples dueling in a place like the Tribute God Platform. As the manager of the Sacred Land, he certainly didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

The common development of the Bai Miao and Black Miao tribes was the right path; it was best not to incite conflict, which was why he appeared to stop it. But why was the eldest disciple Ma Hei so relentless? He was a bit angry.

But on second thought, why was this eldest disciple, who had always been steady, so abnormal today?

He was displeased in his heart, but in the end, he didn't flare up immediately, instead saying in a deep voice: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Ma Hei didn't dare to directly expose Li Chen's identity, so he could only look back at Li Chen, his eyes carrying a request for instructions.

Li Chen smiled slightly and nodded gently.

He could naturally see that Ma Hei was in a difficult position, so he let him handle it.

Having received tacit approval, Ma Hei finally breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Master, let's speak in private."

The Holy Master pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The two left the Tribute God Platform and came to a quiet place.

Before the Holy Master could ask, Ma Hei lowered his voice and said: "Master, that Young Master Li... is the current Holy Majesty!" "What?!"

The Holy Master's pupils shrank suddenly, and his voice even changed pitch slightly: "That... Sage Realm peak Emperor?"

Now he understood why his disciple was in such a difficult position.

The disciple was sent by him to the imperial court and had a certain official position, so it was indeed not easy to handle.

Ma Hei smiled bitterly: "Exactly! His Majesty is traveling incognito and wants to see the Yin-Yang Gu. If it weren't for this, how would this disciple dare to argue with the second junior brother?"

The Holy Master was silent for a moment, many thoughts flashing through his eyes, and finally he nodded slowly: "I understand."

No wonder Ma Hei was so abnormal.

No wonder that "Young Master Li" had such an extraordinary bearing; it turned out to be that Emperor who swept across the eight wildernesses and had never tasted defeat!

The Holy Master took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with brilliance: "Let's go, let's go back."

After discussing some details with Ma Hei, the Holy Master returned to the Tribute God Platform.

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on him, especially the people of the Bai Miao tribe, whose eyes carried scrutiny and expectation.

They wanted to know how this Witch King, who had managed the Sacred Land for many years, would handle this dispute concerning the rules of the Sacred Land.

The Holy Master's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, finally landing on Ma Bu.

Ma Bu immediately bowed his head in salute, but his spine remained straight, showing the unique pride of the Bai Miao tribe.

"I already know about the matter."

The Holy Master's voice was steady and powerful, echoing on the silent Tribute God Platform.

"Young Master Li is a distinguished guest of our Witchcraft Sacred Land. He can not only allow our insect-raising households to obtain a better livelihood but also allow the Southern Border Gu techniques to walk out of the mountains and open up a new path for the development of the Sacred Land."

Speaking of this, the Holy Master looked at Ma Bu meaningfully: "He just wants to observe the Yin-Yang Gu. If we refuse even this little request, how will outsiders view the bearing of our Southern Border Witchcraft lineage?"

These words not only gave the Bai Miao tribe a way out but also cleverly resolved the dispute over the rules with the grand cause of "Sacred Land development."

The Holy Master was definitely a smart person, and his way of speaking took many problems into account.

Although Ma Bu still had doubts in his heart, since the Holy Master had spoken, he immediately bowed and said: "This disciple understands, I will lead the way for Young Master Li."

As Ma Bu turned to lead the way, the group headed toward the core area of the Bai Miao tribe.

After passing through several stone gates guarded by "Heart-Devouring Gu," the scene in front of them made even the Master Yang Ci Taoist gasp in admiration.

This was a natural karst cave hidden deep in the Zixia Valley. Countless crystal-clear stalactites hung from the cave ceiling, and under each stalactite hung insect cocoons of various shapes.

Some cocoons emitted a ghost-blue fluorescence, some were wrapped in blood-colored silk threads, and even more surprisingly, faint hissing sounds could be heard from within the cocoons.

"These are..." The Master Yang Ci Taoist narrowed his eyes, feeling the powerful aura permeating the air.

"They are all top-tier Gu insects cultivated by our tribe." Ma Bu was about to explain, but was interrupted by the Holy Master raising his hand.

"The one in this blood-red cocoon is the 'Heart-Burning Gu,' which only matures once every three hundred years."

The Holy Master walked up to a blood-red cocoon himself, his fingertips gently stroking the cocoon shell.

"Once it breaks out of the cocoon, its flames can burn away a cultivator's soul."

He pointed to another cocoon wrapped in golden threads: "This is the 'Heavenly Net Gu.' The silk web it weaves is difficult even for a Sage Realm expert to break free from."

The Holy Master's introduction, as if he were counting his family treasures, shocked Ma Bu.

These were all unshared secrets of the Bai Miao tribe! What made him even more uneasy was that the Holy Master's attitude toward this "Young Master Li" was simply like entertaining some big shot that even the Holy Master had to treat with courtesy!

Although it looked like the Holy Master was introducing them to the Master Yang Ci Taoist, anyone with a discerning eye could perceive that the person the Holy Master really cared about was that "Young Master Li."

(End of chapter)