"...Ahem...his name is Qi Yuan." Jiang Ruhua said, feeling a little embarrassed.
After all, now, in this world, no one knows that Qi Yuan will eliminate the great calamity.
His son-in-law has the same name as that person, which is really embarrassing.
When Wang Lingtong heard this, even though he was a great master, his heart beat violently at this moment.
He suddenly looked towards the stairs in front of him, and saw a blood-red figure in a robe slowly descending, his feet stepping on the stairs, making a stepping sound.
Jiang Lingsu, who was dressed in a plain robe, was holding that figure on her arm, with an irrepressible joy deep in her eyes.
All the drinking monks present put down their glasses at this moment and stood up silently.
In the restaurant, the only sound that could be heard was the rustling of footsteps on the wooden stairs.
Jiang Ruhua didn't notice the monks getting up, but the sound of Qi Yuan stepping on the stairs made him blush a little.
Alas, my son-in-law is worthy of coming from a small place like him, and his quality is almost the same. He even makes such a loud noise when walking.
Don't you see how quiet it is here?
What quality!
He decided that when he returned to Dongtu, he must educate Qi Yuan well, and he could not lose the face of the Dongtu monks when he was away from home.
When the blood-colored face came into view, a face with extraordinary handsomeness and a bit of laziness appeared, as if spring sleepiness had not yet resolved. Jiang Ruhua stood up suddenly and looked at the young man holding his precious daughter. He was about to question.
However, he saw all the monks present bowing in unison, and a deafening sound swept through them at this moment.
"We pay our respects to Senior Blood-clothed Sword God!"
"Senior, you have eliminated great catastrophes and made immeasurable merits. You should be my human emperor in Canglan Realm!"
The sound was uniform and uniform, as if emanating from one person, splitting rocks and flowing clouds, resounding throughout the sky.
At this moment, all the dignitaries in the restaurant shouted in unison, no matter how noble they were or how prominent their backgrounds were.
They were all humbled to the extreme in front of that bloody robe.
Jiang Ruhua blinked, as if doubting his ears and eyes.
His heart felt empty for a while, as if struck by lightning, and his whole body felt numb.
The voices of these monks turned into a ringing in the ears.
Qi Yuan... is Qi Yuan?!!
He was a little confused and couldn't think at all.
He was in a hurry, and the harsh words he just said were going to hit Qi Yuan's sinuses.
Now in a dilemma, I can only pretend to be dead, and then...a huge surprise surges in my heart.
Master Tao...has become a meteoric rise?
Wang Lingtong secretly glanced at Jiang Ruhua, still looking forward to it, hoping that this brother would really go...
Of course, he only dared to think about it, not even more.
After all, the person in front of me is a ruthless man who destroyed three thousand catastrophes!
There are thousands of Yang Shen Tianzun under his command!
If placed in the upper realm, it would probably be the supreme one!
At this time, Qi Yuan, who looked lazy, yawned, with deep tiredness still in his eyes.
He glanced at the great master present and Jiang Ruhua, who seemed to be in need of first aid, and spoke slowly.
"The title of Human Emperor represents responsibility, and I... don't deserve it."
As an emperor, you should carry the waves on your shoulders.
The Canglan Realm has been swallowed up by him, so how can he shoulder the burden?
Therefore, not worthy!
When all the great masters saw this, they did not dare to speak, and there were not even any refutations.
After all, this is the blood-clothed sword god who destroyed a great catastrophe!
His words are more effective than laws.
When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, she was already convinced that Qi Yuan was the real Qi Yuan.
Otherwise, these monks are here...to act?
No wonder he couldn't see the cultivation of these monks, these weakest ones... were probably all great masters.
"Senior, I should be the common master of the world!" Great Lord Baiyu bowed down and bowed, the former number one man in the Canglan Realm said.
The other great masters all agreed.
Now that the great calamity has been eliminated, if the bloody-robed sword gods are not the common masters of the world, how can they exist?
After all, in the Canglan Realm today, the stars in the sky are not there, only the ten suns are visible in the sky.
Where is the future and the way forward?
"Although the great calamity has been eliminated, you still have the mark left by the one behind the great calamity.
That’s why I swallowed the Canglan Realm and put it into my Zifu.
Leaving my Zifu, if the person behind the catastrophe wants to take revenge, all of you will die in a matter of seconds.
So... you are still living in my Zi Mansion for the time being.
I am a very generous person, but this time I swallowed you up without your consent, and some of them were rented and sold by force... I won’t charge you rent.”
Qi Yuan stretched his waist and spoke in a gentle voice.
When the great masters around him heard this, they looked at each other in confusion or surprise.
At this time, Wang Lingtong stood up and said loudly: "What the senior Blood-clothed Sword God said is true. Someone from the Star Li Realm. The Heavenly Lord of our realm once said that the person behind the great catastrophe will remain in our bodies."
Seal, our life and death are all in one thought.
Now that the great calamity has dissipated, if that person knows about it, he may destroy the mark and harvest us!"
When the other monks heard this, they broke into a cold sweat.
The catastrophe is so terrifying and powerless, and the people behind the catastrophe... are simply unimaginable.
All the calculations and thoughts before coming came to nothing.
Great Lord Baiyu stepped forward at this moment with a firm gaze: "Senior's will is the will of Canglan Realm!"
At this moment, he did not mention the common master of the world.
After all, all the creatures in Canglan Realm owe Qi Yuan.
"I'm not interested in these things. I'm just an immortal cultivator with no ambitions, weak strength, and even difficulty in protecting myself. I'm afraid of some societies and some are eccentric.
Alas, it’s all because of this shitty social atmosphere.
If it weren't for the Black Mountain Sect being so arrogant, the Palace of Light forcing people too hard, the Dark Sun being arrogant and domineering, and the Great Tribulation being ruthless.
Some netizens troll me online every day, how can I be so tired?
I just hope to see a peaceful, friendly, harmonious, and upright world of immortality. It's that simple.
If this is the case, how great would it be if I huddled up in the sect and played games every day?" Qi Yuan said seriously.
He is inherently afraid of society and is not suitable to be a savior.
It's fine in the game, but it's not necessary in reality.
When the other great masters heard this speech, they all looked at each other and some did not dare to speak.
The blood-clothed sword god's words really made them a little confused.
Jiang Lingsu looked at his senior brother with a smile in his eyes.
Senior Brother is still the familiar Senior Brother, and what he says is always so strange.
"Senior, don't worry, we will do our best to clean up the atmosphere in the world of immortality!" Master Baiyu spoke with a firm voice.
Cold sweat broke out on the spine of the great gentleman who originally liked to use swear words.
To be continued...