"Then isn't my Mu family the people of the Continent of Gods? Why can't we participate in the temple assessment?" Ye Yian interrupted the other party and asked relentlessly, with the anger on his face becoming even stronger.
"This, this, we are just worried that the assessment is too strict and will harm the lives of the Mu family's children." Under his gaze, the two young priests became even more uneasy and finally found a reason to explain.
"Humph, is this something you should worry about? Let Qiu Yuange come out. I want to ask him how he has taught his priests over the years. He actually openly disobeyed the orders of the Lord God and doesn't even respect the Lord God?" Ye Yian said angrily.
The two young priests paled with fear when they heard him mention Qiu Yuange. Qiu Yuange was the previous head priest of Fengcheng Temple, but he had been dead for hundreds of years. From the implication of the old priest's words, he was actually familiar with the previous head priest and even wanted to question him in person. How powerful was his background?
It's no wonder that the two of them had such thoughts. Ye Yian had become a priest thousands of years ago. Except for a very few priests of his generation who had improved their cultivation and extended their lifespan, most of them had turned to dust. In addition, his health had been getting worse and worse over the past few hundred years, and he had only relied on elixirs to maintain his life. He appeared very rarely, and his strength and status were not high, so not many people remembered him.
It was only when the Kang family had their eyes on Rijian Peak that they remembered that the Mu family had such a guardian priest. These two young priests were only in their twenties or thirties, so how could they have heard of his name?
Of course, the two priests were also a little confused. Since this old priest was a great figure of the same era as Qiu Yuange, how could he be a ninth-level divine priest? However, Ye Yian's words soon dispelled their doubts.
"This priest has only been in seclusion for a few hundred years, so how come the temple is going to change?" Ye Yian said angrily. While roaring, he took a dragon-headed cane that appeared from nowhere and leaned against the ground hard, making a series of muffled banging sounds.
In his rage, his white hair danced in the wind, adding a bit of momentum to his appearance.
The two young priests were already sweating profusely. Seclusion for hundreds of years—that was the legendary "death retreat." It was said that many priests, finding it difficult to improve their strength, would enter the "death retreat" when their lifespans were drawing to a close. If they could break through their limits, their lifespan could be extended by hundreds or even thousands of years. If they couldn't, they would likely be buried early.
This was clearly the case with the old priest in front of him. No wonder he didn't know that the previous high priest had passed away, and no wonder he was still wearing the robes of a ninth-rank divine priest. He must have just broken through the barrier of death and had not had time to pass the temple's promotion assessment, so he had no time to change his robes.
"Sir... Sir, Chief Priest Qiu died over four hundred years ago..." The two young priests grew increasingly frightened as they thought about it, their words becoming increasingly stammered. The old priest before them had been a ninth-rank divine priest for centuries, and after a period of profound seclusion, he must have been a Divine Heart Priest. His power surpassed that of their chief priest, so how could they afford to offend him?
The young priest who had taken action earlier regretted it so much that he wanted to bang his head against the wall. It is said that when beating a dog, you should look at the owner first. He actually fought with a follower of the God's Heart Priest. Although others seemed reluctant to do anything to him because of such a small matter, it was not easy to kill him.
The young civilians around him were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they almost bowed down to worship the old priest.
"Then who is the chief priest now?" Fortunately, the terrifying priest in front of him did not seem to want to pursue the matter. Instead, he took a few deep breaths, calmed down his anger, and asked in confusion.
"Yes...it's Chu Yang and Lord Chu." The young priest quickly pinched his nose which was still bleeding and answered with a flattering look on his face.
"...Oh, it's him." Ye Yian was silent for a moment, as if he had to think hard before remembering this person, and said with some disapproval.
Seeing his disdainful look, the two young priests were even more respectful. Needless to say, this old priest was of an extremely high seniority. When he mentioned the current chief priest, he acted like an elder talking about a junior.
"You wait here and don't cause any more trouble. I'll take them both to take the test and will be back soon." The old priest, who was of a terrifyingly high seniority, ignored the two young priests. He held his head high and led Mu Hanyan and Ling Baobao straight inside.
The two young priests were in a state of turmoil. They looked at each other, hesitating whether to bring up the matter of verifying their identity.
"By the way, these are their name tags. Be careful not to make a mistake, otherwise..." The old priest suddenly turned his head, threw out two name tags that had been prepared long ago, and then swept his cold eyes across the faces of the two men.
As for the Qi Refining Monument, it seemed as if he hadn't even seen it.
"Yes, sir, how dare we neglect your business." The two young priests felt cold sweats all over their bodies when he glanced at them. How could they dare to mention the matter of identity verification? They respectfully watched them enter the temple.
"Do you really know the Chief Priest Qiu of Qiuyuan Pavilion?" There was no one around, and Mu Hanyan asked curiously in a voice that only a few people could hear.
"I don't know him. I've never seen him before." Ye Yian moved his lips slightly and answered in a voice that could not be any smaller.
"Then you..." Mu Hanyan looked at him in surprise. Just now, when she saw Ye Yian's arrogant and domineering face, even she thought he was very familiar with the high priest who had long been buried.
"Didn't you say that I should use my status and identity to scare them?" Ye Yian gave Mu Hanyan a strange look.
Mu Hanyan was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
Indeed, she had said this, but her intention was simply to use his status as a ninth-rank divine priest to try and suppress them, to prevent the situation from escalating. Who would have thought the old man would even bring up the subject of Chief Priest Qiu, speaking as if he were familiar with him? He even mentioned the current Chief Priest with a look of disdain, as if he were referring to a junior. His arrogance and the aloof air of a powerful hermit gave Mu Hanyan the illusion of meeting the Holy Lord again.
This guy was so pretentious that even Miss Mu was fooled.
What a charlatan! Mu Hanyan suddenly felt that it would be a waste of talent for this old man to become an astrologer instead.
The interior of the Fengcheng Temple is even more magnificent and spacious than it looks from the outside. Ye Yian led Mu Hanyan and Ling Baobao through the long corridor and walked towards the central temple.
At the same time, in the central temple, several old priests were talking in low voices.
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