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Of course, there is a reason why Ye Huan can command the elders of Yuxu Palace to follow his orders. When facing formidable opponents like the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, Song Zhong, even the slightest oversight could spell disaster for Yuxu Palace. Rather than allowing a group of elders who have never encountered the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors to act recklessly, it is better to let Ye Huan, who understands their strength, take charge. At the very least, Ye Huan believes that this approach will be beneficial for Yuxu Palace in the battles to come. As for how the elders feel about it, that is beyond Ye Huan's control. However, he suspects that since the elders of Yuxu Palace have not interacted much with him, a mere disciple, they may find it difficult to heed his commands.
"Ye Huan, are you sure you're not joking?"
As expected, upon hearing his words, Elder Sun scrutinized him with a strange expression, seemingly baffled by Ye Huan's request. It is no wonder that Elder Sun would be skeptical; in his view, the elders of various sects in the Eastern State Cultivator Realm are essentially the soul and true power holders of their sects. Even the sect leader must show them respect. How could they possibly listen to an ordinary disciple of Yuxu Palace, especially one who has only been in training for less than a year? Anyone would have to weigh the gravity of such a situation.
"Do I look like I'm joking? Who was it that just said I should become the leader of Yuxu Palace? If you want me to take on that role, do you expect me to be your puppet while you control Yuxu Palace?"
In response to Elder Sun's doubts, Ye Huan posed several questions with righteous indignation. His last statement even employed a bit of provocation. However, he did not anticipate that as soon as he finished speaking, the elders of Yuxu Palace would react vehemently. They were furious, puffing up their cheeks and glaring at him. A few even shouted out loud:
"What are you saying, Ye Huan!" "Nonsense! When did we elders intend to seize control of Yuxu Palace?" "Exactly! Who do you think you are to command us?"
"Silence!"
Elder Sun suddenly raised his right hand. After hearing Ye Huan's response, his brows furrowed deeply. However, after some contemplation, he surprisingly nodded at Ye Huan and slowly spoke: "A nation cannot be without a ruler for a day; a family cannot be without a master for a day. With our leader Yu Wuxia gravely injured, we elders can agree to your request, but you must let us know how you plan to deal with the Heavenly Dragon Sect."
"Deal with the Heavenly Dragon Sect? No, all you need to do is watch."
Ye Huan flashed a brilliant smile at Elder Sun. He did not intend for the elders of Yuxu Palace to take any action; rather, he wanted them to understand the strength of the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors. Only by grasping their terrifying capabilities could they unite and drive them out of Yuxu Palace's territory. Otherwise, without knowing themselves and their enemy, how could they hope for ultimate victory?
"Just watch?"
He lifted his head and directed his gaze towards Bai Yulin and the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, including Song Zhong. Elder Sun, feeling the pressure from Song Zhong, began to vaguely understand Ye Huan's intentions. Even the other elders of Yuxu Palace remained silent, curious to see what kind of spectacle Ye Huan was about to present.
Ignoring the elders of Yuxu Palace, Ye Huan turned back around, aiming his Barrett Sniper Rifle at one of the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, Mighty Bull. At that moment, Mighty Bull, after staring at the Gatling Gun in Bai Yulin's hands for a while, finally spoke up with a voice like thunder that even Ye Huan and the others below could hear clearly: "Put down your treasure and get out of here. I can spare your life."
"Hey, big guy, I see you've been eyeing my treasure for quite some time now."
Bai Yulin raised the Gatling Gun slightly and couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Mighty Bull mistakenly refer to the weapon as a treasure. He teased Mighty Bull by calling him a big fool, showing no intention of handing over the Gatling Gun.
"A big fool? Haha, this is the first time I've heard someone call me Mighty Bull that way. To show my gratitude, I'll send you on your way."
Not taking Bai Yulin's mockery to heart, Mighty Bull shrugged when he saw that Bai Yulin was unwilling to surrender the Gatling Gun. He slowly grasped his massive Double-Headed Axe. For him, getting Bai Yulin to hand over the Gatling Gun or killing him to take it was essentially the same effort.
"Bai Yulin, be careful. I feel that even with the Gatling Gun, you might still not be a match for this big fool."
Using the scope on his Barrett Sniper Rifle to observe everything happening in the air, Ye Huan reminded Bai Yulin from below. No matter how Ye Huan looked at it, that enormous Double-Headed Axe radiated power. Coupled with Mighty Bull's physique, even without using Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, that axe could likely crush any Cultivator below the Nascent Soul Stage.
In contrast, upon hearing Ye Huan's warning, Bai Yulin heightened his vigilance and pressed the switch on the Gatling Gun. With a whirring sound, a barrage of bullets erupted from the Gatling Gun, shooting directly towards Mighty Bull's position.
"Bring it on!"
Showing no fear of the Gatling Gun, Mighty Bull swung his Double-Headed Axe with tremendous force as flames erupted from the gun's muzzle. He managed to swat away many of the bullets with sheer strength. Some bullets even landed right at the entrance of Yuxu Palace's Main Hall, drilling into the stone-paved ground and leaving deep holes that startled several elders of Yuxu Palace.
"What kind of power is this? How can there be such a formidable person?"
Startled by the power displayed by the Mighty Bull wielding the Double-Headed Axe, Elder Sun murmured as he turned his gaze toward Ye Huan. When he saw that Ye Huan remained remarkably calm, looking up at the sky, he finally understood Ye Huan's intentions and slowly walked over to stand beside him.
Today, a college classmate of mine got married. His family is from Jiangsu, and I took the train there yesterday morning. I just returned home not long ago and haven't had a chance to go online, so I couldn't inform everyone. I'm sorry about that. As for updates, I will make up for it; tomorrow there will be at least twelve thousand words, and if I can write more, I will.
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