Chapter 881: Chapter 881: Why Are You So Unreliable?
They saw the statue of the Su Hai Saint stretch and yawn after finishing its speech.
Everyone stared at the scene before them, completely dumbfounded.
What’s going on, is the Su Hai Saint not dead?
“Oh, no need to be surprised, I am not the Saint himself, but merely… a small divine consciousness he left behind.”
The statue chuckled, “I’ve been waiting for you, didn’t expect you would only show up now.”
“Wait, if you’re a divine consciousness, aren’t you the Su Hai Saint?”
Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously, “Why do you speak in such a…”
“No, it’s not the same, I am somewhat independent from the Saint.”
The statue smiled faintly, “There’s nothing to be surprised about. The Saint told me everything before he went into slumber, I will guide you, so, are you here to accept the inheritance?”
Jiang Xiaobai shook his head rapidly, jokingly; how on earth could he accept the inheritance?
He already had enough inheritances in his own body!
“That’s really a pity. If that’s the case, you could have subdued many fierce beasts in the future,” the statue said with a look of regret.
But looking at him like that, Jiang Xiaobai felt that he was not reliable at all.
“I don’t really need to subdue any fierce beasts, I’ve gotten used to being alone.”
Jiang Xiaobai chuckled, “Pass the inheritance to the future sect leader here.”
He pointed to Chen Yulu, whose expression was also one of helplessness.
Have you ever seen such a thing? Rejecting such a grand inheritance?
“That works too. Little girl, come on, take out ZiLong and YuJie.”
Chen Yulu nodded hastily and took out the YuJie. Only then did Jiang Xiaobai realize that it was indeed a lifelike little dragon.
It even seemed as if it were alive.
With ZiLong and YuJie appearing, a vortex formed at the heart of the statue, and Chen Yulu was sucked into it.
Afterward, the statue and Jiang Xiaobai began to stare at each other.
Jiang Xiaobai didn’t want to waste time; after all, his mission was to liberate countless trapped fierce beasts.
Initially, Bai He told him that the Su Hai Saint was a very tragic figure.
Jiang Xiaobai didn’t know the specifics of the tragedy, but the man was gone; what was there to remember?
“Do you, young man, know what the Saint’s last will was?”
Suddenly, the statue spoke, “You think he was taming fierce beasts, but in reality, it was not so. Back in the Saint’s time, things had already turned bleak.”
“And the prophecy says, only the person of the prophecy will have merits…”
“Hey, hey, hey, where did he go, why did he leave?”