[Chapter 802: Shit Saint]

Duanmu Xingtian listened to his grandson Yang Yiyu’s words, as if he was drained of energy and spirit all of a sudden, and he sighed!

“Grandpa, tell me, what’s going on?” Yang Yiyu looked at his grandpa Duanmu Xingtian and became more and more anxious.

He didn’t have many elder relatives. Apart from his grandmother, his grandpa was the closest to him. Moreover, when the Heart of the South was being hunted down, Duanmu Xingtian, his grandpa, was willing to risk his life for him. Just based on this, Yang Yiyu would not sit idly by.

Let’s see who dares to bully his grandpa Yang Yiyu.

“Your uncle is dead~” After a long sigh, this was the first sentence Duanmu Xingtian said.

Yang Yiyu’s heart skipped a beat. Although he had not had much teaching with his uncle, he could feel his uncle’s closeness to him when they met. But now he didn’t expect his grandpa to say that his uncle was dead as soon as he opened his mouth.

This made Yang Yiyu feel depressed as if a stone was blocking his heart.

Now he somewhat understood why his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian, a cultivator of the Heavenly Void Realm, looked as old as an octogenarian.

Yang Yiyu knew that there were many disciples in the Duanmu family, but his grandfather had only two children in his life, his mother Duanmu Wan’er and his uncle.

Needless to say, his mother, when she was young, she fell in love with his father under the pseudonym Mu Wan, and finally disappeared in search of her father who disappeared in the desert of the Western Regions. Now his grandfather has lost his only son, which is a big blow to him. It is not surprising that he has aged like this.

“Uncle…how did he die?” Yang Yiyu asked in a deep voice. Duanmu

Xingtian said with tears in his eyes: “Wanzhou has a powerful force called the Saint Honor Sect. Except for Jiuzhou, all the ancient martial arts and supernatural forces around Zhongzhou were forcibly subdued by the Saint Honor Sect. My arm and your uncle were at that time…”

When he said this, Duanmu Xingtian choked up and couldn’t say anything.

Yang Yiyu clenched his hands, with murderous intent in his eyes, and asked: “Grandpa, who killed my uncle and cut off your arm? How long ago did these things happen?”

“That man claimed to be the eldest disciple of the Holy Lord, and his name was Gong Huan. His cultivation was deeper than mine. Your uncle and I were both killed by Gong Huan. If it hadn’t alarmed the authorities at that time, the Duanmu family would have been gone.

Gong Huan’s actions were extremely ruthless, and the banner he raised was that those who obeyed would prosper and those who rebelled would perish. All the surrounding forces that were unwilling to submit to the Holy Lord Sect were destroyed.” Duanmu Xingtian said with lingering fear.

“What is the origin of the Holy Lord Sect?” Yang Yiyu asked.

Duanmu Xingtian shook his head and said, “No one knows its specific origins. Many overseas forces only know that the Shengzun Sect is a sect that suddenly rose in Wanzhou about a year ago. The person who went to the outside world was Gong Huan, who claimed to be the eldest disciple of the Shengzun Sect.

It is said that the Shengzun Sect has a Shengzun with profound cultivation. Gong Huan forcibly subdued it for many overseas forces. It was the order of the Shengzun that made Wanzhou rise overnight. Now, except for Jiuzhou, all other forces in the entire Central Continent have basically been subdued by the Shengzun Sect.

No one knows what their purpose is. Anyway, the Shengzun Sect is too mysterious to the outside world, especially the so-called Shengzun. Just the Shengzun and a senior disciple have subdued many forces, not to mention the mysterious Shengzun.”

When he said this, Duanmu Xingtian paused, looked at Yang Yiyu and said, “I heard that grandpa wanted to see you a long time ago after you came back, but who would have thought that this kind of thing would happen.

Grandpa, can I ask you for a favor?” Duanmu Xingtian asked at the end.

“Grandpa is a family. You are my closest person besides grandma. We are a family. If there is anything that cannot be said, just give the order. Don’t be polite.” Yang Yiyu looked at his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian, and his heart was extremely bitter. Duanmu

Xingtian heard Yang Yiyu say this, and his face relaxed and smiled. After all, he was his grandson, so he said casually: “You also saw that grandpa came late this time because he couldn’t stay in the South Country.

So this time the whole family came to seek refuge. If possible, grandpa hopes that you can add these disciples of the Duanmu family and accept them into the Yunmen, maybe you can still keep some foundation for the Duanmu family.

If the family is not evacuated from the South Country, the Shengzunmen will come sooner or later, and then it will be a disaster of genocide, so grandpa hopes that you can help the Duanmu family.”

“Grandpa, these are all trivial matters. Let’s do this. I will set aside a place for the Duanmu family in the Yunmen Cave Heaven as the development foundation of the Duanmu family. All treatments for the disciples of the Duanmu family are the same as those for the disciples of the Yunmen. What do you think?” Yang Yiyu said.

Duanmu Xingtian was deeply moved when he heard this. He didn’t expect that his grandson would be so good to him. But then Duanmu Xingtian stopped and said, “There’s no need to go through so much trouble. Just merge the disciples of the Duanmu family into Yunmen!”

“Grandpa…” Yang Yiyu was about to speak, but was interrupted by Duanmu Xingtian, “Good boy, Grandpa knows that you are good to the Duanmu family, but it’s not without reason that Grandpa asked you to merge the disciples of the Duanmu family into Yunmen. He also has selfish motives.

I know that the cultivation books and so on that you gave Grandpa last time are all rare treasures. Letting the disciples of the Duanmu family merge into Yunmen is actually taking advantage of the Duanmu family. Besides, we are all family. Even if you spend a lot of money to find another place for the disciples of the Duanmu family to develop.

It’s still in Yunmen. In the long run, you don’t care, but the disciples of Yunmen and the Duanmu family will inevitably compete with each other, which is not good.

Moreover, even if the children of the Duanmu family are merged Even if they are merged into Yunmen, they are still members of the Duanmu family. So merging the children of the Duanmu family into Yunmen is actually good for both Yunmen and the Duanmu family.

So let’s merge. I’m your grandfather, and you’re my grandson Duanmu Xingtian. There’s no difference between us.”

After Duanmu Xingtian finished speaking, Yang Yiyu thought about it and realized that it was the same reason, so he nodded and agreed, “Okay, in that case, let’s merge the children of the Duanmu family into Yunmen, and you can be an elder of Yunmen.

This way, we can get along better with the disciples of Yunmen, and it can also take into account that the children of the Duanmu family do not have conflicts with the disciples of Yunmen.”

Duanmu Xingtian was moved, he knew that this was his grandson Yang Yiyu taking care of the Duanmu family in disguise.

“Okay, that’s settled.” Duanmu Xingtian did not say a word of thanks, he could feel the sincerity of his grandson Yang Yiyu.

After chatting with the foreign gong for a few words, Yang Yiyun ordered Qiu Yun to take the foreign gong to Yunmen Dongtian to familiarize himself with the environment. The wedding host would also ask grandpa to come later.

After watching grandpa Duanmu Xingtian go out, Yang Yiyun’s face darkened and he spoke to the air: “Is Qiu’er Ah Ren back?”

Wu Moqiu appeared beside Yang Yiyun and said, “The master has come back and is busy in the square now.”

“Go and find Ah Ren for me.” Yang Yiyun said in a deep voice.

“Okay, sir.” Wu Moqiu left immediately.

Yang Yiyun naturally wanted to find Wang Zongren to understand the situation outside, or the situation outside Jiuzhou. During this period, he let Wang Zongren go, not to play, but to clear obstacles for Wu Nan’s Shenlongtan.

The last time he met Wu Nan, Wu Nan mentioned that there was a person in Wanzhou who unified the major ancient martial arts and supernatural forces overseas. Only

when I met my grandfather today will I know that the Duanmu family is the victim, which is exactly the power of Wanzhou mentioned by Wu Nan.

It’s just that Wu Nan was referring to one person, while Grandpa Duanmu Xingtian mentioned the Shengzun Sect and the so-called Shengzun’s eldest disciple Gong Huan.

Now he needs more detailed information. The second disciple Wang Zongren should know something. Some time ago, he took the disciples of Yunmen to play with the three monkeys on the border. It is said that he did a good job. Anyway, the people of the three monkeys were severely punished by Wang Zongren. Now it is said that the three monkeys on the border are like frightened birds…

But Yang Yiyun doesn’t want to know about these ordinary people’s things now. The three monkeys can’t jump up. At this moment, he wants to vent his anger for his grandfather and the Duanmu family.

What a shitty Shengzun Sect, at worst, he can destroy it. If he can’t afford to provoke Lu Chunqiu, can he afford to provoke a shitty Shengzun?

After a while, Wang Zongren walked in: “Master, I just came back and was about to find you to report the results of this trip…”

“Let’s talk about these things later. I want to ask you if you know the situation in Wanzhou?” Yang Yiyun interrupted Wang Zongren.

Wang Zongren saw that his master’s face was not right, and hurriedly said, “It’s a force called Shengzun Sect. I heard that there is a mysterious Shengzun and some bullshit disciple who is actually at the peak of the Void Realm. After I came here from the Three Monkeys, I was about to go to Wanzhou to meet this bullshit Shengzun Sect, but it happened that Master got married, so I didn’t have time to go.”

Yang Yiyu said in a deep voice, “You and Qiu’er set out now, uproot this bullshit Shengzun Sect, and bring back that bullshit Shengzun and his disciple to me.”

(End of this chapter)