Chapter 237 The Nameless Squad will never join the Royal Spirit Sect
"Master, the person who came here has the emblem of the Yuling Sect embroidered on his body. He should be a certain elder in the sect." The secret guard immediately reported the information to Mu Huairen.
"He's here." The nerves that had been tense all night finally relaxed at this moment, and the emperor immediately ordered: "Hurry and prepare the car, I want to go out of the palace to greet you personally."
He wanted to see with his own eyes how Chu Ran died. Only in this way could he relieve the hatred in his heart!
More and more people in the city recognized the emblem on Lin Shao's body.
All people in the Three Kingdoms have grown up hearing the reputation of the six sects, the names of each sect, the emblems symbolizing the sect, etc. As long as they can remember, their elders in the family will tell them, even if many people have no chance to see them in their lives.
The Six Sects are just human beings, but these things have long been engraved in their bones.
I recognized him at just one glance.
"That's the emblem of the Yuling Sect!"
"Oh my god, am I not dreaming! The masters of the Six Sects actually appeared in front of me!"
"Quick, quick, take out the photo stone. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I must record your heroic appearance!"
Some elderly people were so excited that they fainted on the spot, and many ardent admirers spontaneously knelt on the street to welcome the Sixth Sect.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and came to the street like crazy.
Looking down at the city from the air, every street was crowded with people, especially the streets near the Chu Mansion, which were so choked with water that it was difficult to walk.
The noisy sound could be clearly heard even in the Chu Mansion.
Lin Shao frowned in displeasure and looked down at the dark street below.
"Quiet."
The spiritual power sends his voice into everyone's ears.
The noisy people suddenly disappeared, and many people immediately covered their mouths, fearing that they would make any noise and displease the adults of the six sects.
There was a deathly silence outside the Chu Mansion.
Lin Shao was very satisfied with this. He slightly rolled up his sleeves, put his hands behind his back casually, and looked down at the young people gathered together in the Chu Mansion.
His eyes swept over them one by one, and finally settled on a girl in a blue dress in the middle.
"You are Chu Ran."
Chu Ran nodded slightly. Compared to the enthusiastic worship of those outside the house, her expression was so calm that it was abnormal.
Lin Shao was a little surprised, but then he figured it out.
This person was probably afraid that being too excited would make him look down on her, so he pretended to be calm.
He was secretly disdainful in his heart, but his face did not show any trace of it: "Although I don't know why you escaped death, but since you have left the secret realm safely, you will be considered to have passed this trial. Let's go."
He raised his chin slightly and commanded from above: "Follow me back to the sect now."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the whirlpool behind him.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't even ask what Chu Ran and others meant. In his opinion, it was a great honor for them to come to this small country in person and accept them into the sect.
Other than following up with gratitude, there was no other reaction they could have.
However, he had already stepped into the whirlpool with one foot, but there was still no movement behind him.
Lin Shao frowned, turned around and looked over, only to see that Chu Ran and others were still standing where they were, motionless.
Are they so happy that they can no longer react normally?
People from small countries just can't get on the stage.
Lin Shao's disdain grew in his heart: "Okay, don't just be happy, hurry up and follow."
The arrogance that could not be concealed made everyone in the Wuming team grimace.
"Sorry," Chu Ran raised a mask-like smile, "We have no intention of joining your sect, so I'm afraid we can't leave with you."
Lin Shao's expression suddenly froze on his face. He suspected that he was hearing hallucinations. Otherwise, how could he hear her say that he didn't want to join the Yuling Sect?
"Chu Ran, do you know what you are talking about! I am Lin Shao, the outer mentor of Yuling Sect!" Lin Shao reminded him coldly, thinking that she did not recognize him.
But upon hearing his words, neither she nor anyone else showed any signs of surprise or fear, which made Lin Shao's heart suddenly sink.
At this time, Chu Ran nodded: "Well, I know."
"I know you still dare to reject me!" Lin Shao's tone was shocked, but he could not hide his anger. A strong wind surged under his feet, and the wind roared, forcing Chu Ran and others to go away.
The air wave carrying the power of the spiritual master at his peak rushed towards him.
But they had faced countless enemies at the peak of Lingzun's strength, and they had long been accustomed to this pressure.
Just the pressure could not harm them at all. In fact, they did not even frown.
In the roaring air waves, Chu Ran smiled and said: "There shouldn't be any rule that says we can't refuse, right?"
It is true that there is no such regulation, but among the warriors who have passed the trials in the past, which one joined happily without being accepted by the sect?
They are the first to blatantly reject the Six Sects like them!
The two of them used spiritual power to talk to each other, so that the crowd gathered outside the house could hear it clearly.
The quiet street suddenly became excited.
"Are they crazy? This is the Sixth Sect!"
"The outer teachers of the lower three sects have personally come to take them in. What else can they be dissatisfied with? This is an honor that no one can ask for!"
"It's not easy for someone in our Jin country to be able to worship the six sects. How dare they refuse!"
"Will the six sects turn their anger on us and prevent Jin from participating in the Three Kingdoms Trial from now on?"
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For a time, Chu Ran and others became ungrateful criminals in the eyes of the people in the city. Some people even shouted at the house to ask Chu Ran to apologize to Lin Shao immediately.
When Mu Huairen arrived on the chariot carried by the flying beast, this was what he saw.
From those condemnations, he easily figured out what had happened before.
Compared with Chu Ran's rejection in public, he was more surprised by another thing.
He hurriedly stepped off the chariot and came near Lin Shao. After bowing his hands and saluting, he asked urgently: "Sir, your sect is going to accept her into the sect!?"
"Go away." Lin Shao waved his hand, and the strong wind directly pushed Mu Huairen away. He stared at Chu Ran condescendingly, suppressed his anger, and said word by word: "I have a love for talents, so I will give it to you again."
You have one chance. As long as you join my Yuling Sect, I can forget about what happened just now."
He will write down this account for the time being, and when he accepts the people into the sect, he will have plenty of opportunities to settle the accounts with them slowly!
Lin Shao's eyes flashed with a sinister coldness.
His fleeting expression did not escape Chu Ran's eyes.
The smile on the girl's lips lost its warmth: "Even if you give us a hundred more chances, our answer will not change. The Wuming Team will never join the Yuling Sect."