Unlike the Yin-Yang Holy Son, Ji Baxiao, whose image was tarnished, when Qin Ruyan spoke these words in her own name, countless cultivators did not doubt her in the slightest and believed her to be true.
After all, Qin Ruyan's reputation was extremely valuable, and her word-of-mouth was a golden sign!
In the Central Domain, few people would doubt the information she revealed!
As the inside story of the destruction of the Taichu Holy Land was revealed, the public opinion in the outside world changed instantly.
"This is Fairy Qin's voice, as pleasant as ever~"
"Hey, hey, hey, is this the point? The point is the information she revealed!"
"Unbelievable, the Taichu Holy Master is actually this kind of scum! We used to think of him as the light of the righteous path!"
"Bah, this old geezer is simply a disgrace to the righteous path!"
"So, my uncle mysteriously disappeared because he was behind it! Damn, give me back my uncle's life!"
"If the Taichu Holy Land is not destroyed, it will be against all reason!"
"Fortunately, a peerless master took action to prevent this disaster!"
"Alas, as righteous path cultivators, we would actually be saved by the master of a demon one day."
"It was Senior Ye who took action…"
During this time, hundreds of millions of cultivators in the Central Domain were silently chanting the name of Senior Ye, in awe of this mysterious existence who controlled the power of heaven and earth.
Senior Ye's name resounded throughout the one hundred and eight states of the Central Domain!
Everyone knew him, everyone understood!
On the other hand, Ji Baxiao from the Yin-Yang Holy Land was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood.
"Why? You don't believe what this Holy Son says! You believe what that woman Qin Ruyan says! Is my, Ji Baxiao's, credibility that bad?"
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man standing behind him, wearing a black and white robe, with a strange expression, and complained:
"Holy Master, do you think your disciple is wronged?"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master was silent for a long time, and in Ji Baxiao's expectant gaze, his lips struggled to utter a word,
"Wronged!"
Hearing this.
Ji Baxiao felt relieved, and a moved expression appeared on his face, "Holy Master, I knew you were on my side."
"Hehe, you are the Holy Son I chose, of course I will believe you." The Yin-Yang Holy Master smiled, but the smile looked a little forced.
In fact, he secretly slandered in his heart: "Damn it, who told you, kid, to always speak without thinking, and brag outside? Even if it's true, it becomes false when it comes out of your mouth!"
At this time.
Ji Baxiao let out a helpless sigh, "Alas, after this incident, I understand."
"The prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain, no matter how hard you try, you can't move it…"
Hearing this, the Yin-Yang Holy Master silently turned around.
I will pretend not to see your performance!
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Ji Baxiao understood the Yin-Yang Dao the most thoroughly and had the strongest combat power among the younger generation of the Holy Land, the Yin-Yang Holy Master would never have wanted to choose such a weirdo as the Holy Son.
Over the years, because of this guy's various antics outside, even the reputation of the Yin-Yang Holy Land has been ruined, making it the most unpretentious immortal force in the Central Domain.
"Hey, hey, hey, Holy Master, why did you turn around? Are you listening to me?" Ji Baxiao's curious voice came from behind.
"Yes, I'm savoring what you said, it's indeed very reasonable!" The Yin-Yang Holy Master turned around and said seriously.
"Haha, you still understand me, Holy Master!"
"By the way, let's talk about serious business, have you met that Senior Ye? What kind of person is he?"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master quickly changed the subject, his face solemn.
Regarding the peerless powerhouse with the highest popularity in the Central Domain, the Yin-Yang Holy Master eagerly wanted to know more information.
In fact, he was very hesitant. He used to be a top powerhouse in the Central Domain. After the great changes in the world, he did not dare to be lazy at all, and desperately seized the opportunity to cultivate and improve his realm.
A few days ago, he had just broken through to the fifth level of the Profound Immortal Realm. The Yin-Yang Holy Master felt high-spirited and proud to be standing at the forefront of the times.
In his perception, the Profound Immortal was currently the ceiling of the Central Domain.
But what was the result?
A mysterious youth from the Eastern Domain shattered his fantasy.
People were directly in the Immortal King Realm, and compared to them, he was just a larger ant!
Well, it's quite frustrating!
Therefore, the Yin-Yang Holy Master wanted to inquire from him what kind of person Senior Ye was.
If they meet in the future, they can cater to his preferences.
"Hey, Holy Master, you've come to the right person to ask!"
"In this world, no one understands Senior Ye better than me!"
Ji Baxiao patted his chest, and in the Yin-Yang Holy Master's eager eyes for an answer, he first took a deep breath, and then said like pouring beans from a bamboo tube:
"He is a handsome, suave, elegant, and charming perfect man who is loved by everyone and admired by flowers! His strength is unfathomable!"
"You…"
The corners of the Yin-Yang Holy Master's mouth twitched, his face flushed purple, and the idea of establishing another Holy Son reached its peak at this moment.
"Holy Master, you know me, the thing I love to say most is the truth." Ji Baxiao said with a sincere face.
"Forget it, it's useless to ask you!"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master turned away angrily, and began to think about the candidates for the new Holy Son.
"Alas, in fact, many people don't know that I recognized Senior Ye as my godfather at the time…"
Swish!
Hearing this sentence, the Yin-Yang Holy Master instantly disappeared from the spot, and reappeared next to Ji Baxiao, grabbing his shoulders tightly, breathing rapidly, and saying with fiery eyes:
"You, you mean, you recognized that Senior Ye as your godfather?!!"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master couldn't imagine that his Holy Son would actually be the adopted son of Senior Ye. This was a great joy for the entire Holy Land!
After all, the Yin-Yang Holy Land would have an Immortal King as its backer in the future!
Before Ji Baxiao could continue to speak, the Yin-Yang Holy Master touched his head with a smile,
"Oh, among the entire Holy Land, you are the most clever. You really haven't disappointed my expectations of you! Ji Baxiao! Good you, Ji Baxiao!"
"Uh,"
"That, Holy Master, don't get excited yet."
Ji Baxiao said awkwardly: "I did recognize Senior Ye as my godfather, but he rejected me on the spot."
As soon as these words came out.
The air suddenly fell silent.
In the sky, there were a few crows calling.
"Damn, Holy Master, are you okay?" Ji Baxiao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in surprise, with wisps of blue smoke coming out of his head.
The Yin-Yang Holy Master forcibly endured the urge to slap this young man to death.
Can't you finish your sentence?
Are you deliberately playing with me?
Sure enough, how could that senior, who is so peerless, take a fancy to someone like you!
Hehe, after all, I thought too much!
The Yin-Yang Holy Master turned around decisively and left. Now his idea of changing the Holy Son has become more determined than ever.
Change!
Must change!
Even a pig is stronger than this one now!!
Suddenly, Ji Baxiao's voice sounded again,
"Hey, although Senior Ye didn't accept me as his adopted son, fortunately, I recognized his disciple as my big brother, which can be considered a good harvest."
"Huh?!"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master abruptly stopped, and then walked back to Ji Baxiao, and said tentatively:
"You recognized Crimson Demon as your big brother?"
Now everyone outside knows that Crimson Demon is Senior Ye's disciple, and his prestige is even greater than before. If this guy recognizes him as his big brother, having this relationship would also be a pleasant surprise for the Yin-Yang Holy Land.
"No."
Ji Baxiao shook his head.
"I'm fucking…" The Yin-Yang Holy Master couldn't bear it anymore, the veins on his forehead were exposed, he raised his hand and was about to slap him hard, determined to smash his head.
"The big brother I recognized is also Senior Ye's disciple, named Li Wujie, even Crimson Demon was cut by him! His strength is evident!"
In an instant, the Yin-Yang Holy Master's hand hung in the air, only two centimeters away from Ji Baxiao's head.
"Is this true?"
"There is absolutely no falsehood!"
Ji Baxiao's expression was particularly firm.
"Hahaha, I knew I didn't misjudge you! You are indeed the unicorn who will revitalize our Yin-Yang Holy Land! When I abdicate in the future, this Holy Master position will be yours, Ji Baxiao!"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master smiled brightly, and at this time, his hand gently stroked Ji Baxiao's head, completely different from his previous fierce appearance.
"Holy Master, don't worry, I am willing to go through fire and water for the Yin-Yang Holy Land!"
"Good, very good!"
Looking at the smiling and kind Yin-Yang Holy Master.
Ji Baxiao didn't know why, but he always felt that his head was cold just now, and he seemed to have walked on the edge of hell.
Is it an illusion?