Chapter 396: Saint Master Meixue

The white fox Yaoyao was only a few years old at that time. She was very pretty and was deeply loved by the ancestor god.

He is also recognized as the next candidate for the ancestor god.

Ci Yacuo and the other three were deliberately met by the white fox Yaoyao on the road and brought back to the temple.

The three of them were older than the white fox Yaoyao, who at that time called them brothers all day long.

If we put aside the purpose of approaching her, they think it is nice to have such a cute little sister.

Later, they took advantage of Yaoyao's kindness and gained a certain status in the temple.

They thought it would be nice to continue living like this, and they even forgot the purpose of coming to the shrine.

All of this was broken on that day.

The Rakshasa clan's Saint Lord Meixue found them.

"What? Have you really considered yourselves to be members of the Divine Palace after all these years? Hurry up and obtain the blessings of the Ancestral God so that you can become true gods with divine veins, otherwise you know the consequences!"

Saint Meixue glanced at the towering divine palace, his eyes filled with determination to win.

After leaving them with a mission, Saint Master Mei Xue disappeared.

The Rakshasa tribe was once a tribe of gods, but after making a mistake, they were knocked off the altar by the ancestor god and became a declining tribe.

The place where the Rakshasa tribe lived was barren and filled with dust. There was no divine power or spiritual energy, and the tribe members lived a very difficult life.

They knew that the ancestor god loved her very much, so they tried every means to get Ci Yacuo and the other three close to her.

The purpose is to make the three of them become true gods.

Baihu Yaoyao frowned when he heard this, "I helped you become true gods. You achieved your goal, why do you still want to kill me?"

Dongfang Yan covered his head in pain. "It's true that we have become true gods, but as long as the ancestor god is still here, the Luosha tribe will never be able to become a god tribe again. Your existence will not allow the Luosha tribe to return to the gods."

Baihu Yaoyao sneered, "So you're planning to kill me and the Ancestral God?"

She finally understood why the Ancestor God had blood at the corner of his mouth at the last moment. They were the ones who killed the Ancestor God!

The white fox waved its hand, and its divine power hit Dongfang Yan hard.

puff!

Dongfang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, and looking at the hatred in Baihu Yaoyao's eyes, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Yaoyao, I don't want to! I really don't want to."

His explanation was weak.

Baihu Yaoyao took a deep breath and calmed down. "So, you're slandering me as the scourge of the gods? You're uniting all the gods to hunt me down? Not only are you imprisoning me, you're also trying to make me disappear completely, right?"

"The Ancestral God and I are both dead, you should be satisfied. How did the Xia Clan offend you?"

"And what does my demon tribe have to do with you?"

Dongfang Yan crawled over and grabbed the edge of Yaoyao's clothes. "Yaoyao, listen to me! In the past, only the clothes made by the Xia tribe were willing to be worn by the ancestors. And only by mixing the unique red poison of the Rakshasa tribe into the silk thread would it go unnoticed."

"The Xia Clan was on good terms with you back then, so it's impossible for them to poison you. The only option is to let Bixia do it."

"She was the one secretly colluding with us from within the Xia Clan."

"You know, the ancestor god is too powerful, and even this poisonous ancestor god is helpless."

"When he wore those clothes over and over again, he became poisoned. There's no antidote! He knew his time was running out, so he wanted to find you a husband. The ancestral god also said that you wouldn't have just one husband, so we took advantage of this and imprisoned you."

"During the time we imprisoned you, we completely controlled the divine realm. Later, you emerged from our captivity and saw the Ancestral God for the last time. It seems the Ancestral God died before he could reveal our identities to you."

Thinking of what he had done in the past, Dongfang Yan now regrets it immensely.

But what’s the use of regretting?

Baihu Yaoyao's heart had already turned cold, and her tone was filled with hatred. "Dongfang Yan, you really disgust me! Just because of your selfish desires, the three realms I command were almost wiped out. You said they shouldn't exist! It's all excuses! You just want all those who can only be on the same front with me to disappear so that you can fulfill your ambitions!"

She never imagined that the truth would be so cruel.

They actually killed the ancestor god!

It's all her fault!

It was she who was stupid, she was the one who brought him back to the shrine.

The Rakshasa clan was originally expelled from the clan of gods because they committed a serious crime. Why should she, the ancestral god, and the demons, monsters, and underworld realms be buried with them?

Dongfang Yan stood up, clutching his chest, his face pale. "Yaoyao, we used to call you A'zhao, but Yaoyao, the world has gotten back on track now. It's no longer the time for you to be A'zhao! Back then, you couldn't bear to see the suffering of the world and wanted to change the laws of nature. That would have killed you!"

"We killed you, firstly for our own selfish reasons, and secondly to prevent you from being completely annihilated by the laws of heaven! Now that you're back, isn't the past over? Why do you have to dwell on the past?"

In the past, they were determined to let the Rakshasa tribe return to the clan of gods. They killed the ancestor god and Yaoyao, but they still couldn't let the Rakshasa tribe return to the clan of gods.

They failed in everything they did. The world is good now, they are very content, and the Rakshasa tribe is living well with their help. Can't she just stop caring about the past?

Yaoyao, the white fox, laughed so hard that tears came out.

"Dongfang Yan, I'm absolutely right when I say you're disgusting! What makes you think I'll act like nothing happened when I come back? You haven't experienced the pain of skinning, cramps, and tail rupture, have you?"

"The ancestor god is my father. You killed my father and slaughtered my people. Why should I not care?"

"You even massacred the entire Xia Clan in order to hide the poisoning of the Ancestral God, and you even put the blame on me! What did the Xia Clan do wrong?"

"You've done so many wrong things for a Rakshasa who made a mistake, and you don't even show any remorse! You deserve to die!"

The white fox's eyes were red, and she held a thunder whip in her hand, whipping Dongfang Yan hard.

Hmm!

Dongfang Yan let her whip him. After three lashes, he raised his hand and grabbed the whip. "Yaoyao, that's enough! Do you really want to beat me to death?"

Baihu Yaoyao retracted the whip. Now if she really wanted to kill Dongfang Yan, she really couldn't kill him.

They all have divine veins bestowed by the ancestral gods. If we kill them at that time, they will be resurrected soon.

When she gets the Uncrowned Scepter, she will kill all three of them.

Baihu Yaoyao retracted the whip and walked out of the room.

Standing outside the door, looking at the shrine in the distance, my eyes gradually became blurred.

Suddenly she felt dizzy, and just as she was about to faint, she fell into a familiar embrace.

"Yaoyao." Wuyang called her with concern.

The white fox Yaoyao nestled weakly in his arms and said, "Go back."

Then he fainted.

Wuyang held the white fox Yaoyao in his arms and looked back at the embarrassed Dongfang Yan.

He just turned around and left without even bothering to say hello.

Yaoyao, the white fox, was hit hard and fell into a coma, talking nonsense all the time.

Wuyang held her hand distressedly, "Yaoyao, this is not your fault!"

Wuyang understood from her mumbling that Yaoyao was blaming herself for letting a wolf into the house. It was she who picked up the three people, but in the end they became ungrateful.