The notion of divine bloodlines had never surfaced in the entire novel. Naturally, everyone in the Dan Sect wore expressions of confusion.
Lu Wuming included.
He was of the Ghost Clan; he was a monster. This was something he had always known.
From childhood, his mother had always cursed him this way, words he had heard too many times and had long since etched into his heart.
He was the dirtiest existence, the ugliest thing.
His name was Ghost Clan, how could he possibly be such a radiant god...
He stared blankly in Liu Buli's direction. At the same time, he noticed the Fifth Elder and the hall masters wore the same expression, their gazes also turned towards Liu Buli.
No one understood the meaning of the statement. Instead, Liu Buli, who had produced the confession, raised an eyebrow and asked calmly, "Fifth Elder, is the handwriting on this confession the Grand Elder's own?"
After all, the Grand Elder was in charge of the sect's ceremonial regulations. Though the final decisions were always made by the Sect Master, recording the content was the Grand Elder's responsibility.
From the sect's rules to the notices for every celebration, these were all personally written by the Grand Elder. Therefore, most people in the sect were very familiar with his handwriting.
The Fifth Elder was naturally no exception.
He lowered his head and meticulously examined the confession again. When he looked back at Liu Buli, his gaze was filled with certainty. He said, "Sect Master, I can confirm, this is absolutely the Grand Elder's handwriting. I recognize it, and everyone else should too."
As he spoke, without needing Liu Buli to prompt him, he voluntarily picked up the confession and displayed it to everyone.
Written clearly in black and white, it was undeniably the Grand Elder's handwriting.
The surrounding disciples let out a clamor.
At the same time, Liu Buli continued, "Since it's something the Grand Elder himself wrote, if there are unfamiliar terms, you should ask the Grand Elder himself, or ask his accomplices. Why are you staring at me? Do you expect me to explain it to you?"
Hearing this, the Fifth Elder quickly shook his head and apologized.
He truly hadn't understood what "divine bloodline" meant, but the task the Sect Master had given him was to read out the entire content of the paper in his hand. Stopping halfway to seek clarification from the Sect Master was indeed his mistake.
Taking a deep breath, the Fifth Elder quickly continued reading the confession. The latter part of the writing mostly detailed how they had connected with the Medicine Master Valley and contacted Duan Liuyun. Towards the end of the confession, it finally seriously mentioned what exactly this "divine bloodline" was.
Simply put, it meant that Lu Wuming's bloodline contained elements of ancient great gods. This kind of bloodline was actually no different from that of ordinary people. It was just that this group of people felt there might be a difference, and thus wanted to use it as a pretext to experiment on Lu Wuming.
Following this were apologies.
The writing was so heartfelt and sincere, it was incredibly earnest.
After reading these, there was finally the thumbprint personally pressed by the Grand Elder. Everything proved that this was indeed something written by the Grand Elder himself, with no issues whatsoever.
Only after the Fifth Elder had completely finished reading did Liu Buli wave his hand with satisfaction. He said, "If the three hall masters doubt the authenticity of my letter, you can also try to probe it yourselves. The Grand Elder's spiritual energy is still on it. I believe you can discern whether I am telling the truth or not."
Those three individuals were already somewhat bewildered by Liu Buli's actions. Or rather, for a moment, they themselves couldn't distinguish whether Lu Wuming was a particularly special member of the Ghost Clan, or if he truly possessed some damned divine bloodline as stated in the confession.
None of them reached out to take the letter, because they all knew very well that since they were allowed to inspect it, it meant the confession was definitely without issue.
Hall Master Bai clenched his fist and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Even if this thing was truly written by the Grand Elder, the content is absolutely false. How could it be a divine bloodline? He is of the Ghost Clan! When the Su family's young man cut open his stomach, everyone saw it. If he could recover completely even then, what else could he be but of the Ghost Clan!?"
People are forgetful.
So, before he brought it up, most people had already put that matter out of their minds.
Now, hearing his words, the light in everyone's eyes changed. Doubt and suspicion converged on Lu Wuming once more. Liu Buli, however, continued, "Since you've brought it up, I might as well say something. My disciple couldn't even defeat the Su family's young man, so what makes you think you can blame him for killing the Second Elder?"
At these words, the hall masters were once again rendered speechless.
Liu Buli continued, "As for my disciple's recovery, shouldn't that be attributed to me? If you were to cut open your own stomach now, I could also use elixirs to restore you to your original state. We are the Dan Sect. If we can't even accomplish such a feat, wouldn't that be a disgrace to our name?"
As he spoke, he finally stood up.
He walked step by step to the side of the three hall masters, looking down at them from above. He then spoke, saying, "Fifth Elder, since you are now our only elder, the position of Grand Elder will be yours. I will now ask you: disregarding sect rules, attacking the Sect Master, harboring disloyalty to the sect, and slandering fellow disciples, how should such a person be punished?"
The Fifth Elder, having been called upon, quickly responded, "Their cultivation should be abolished, their eyes gouged out, they should be expelled from the sect, and then..."
"Liu Buli, you are going too far!"
Before the Fifth Elder could finish his words, the three hall masters, as if they had prearranged it, suddenly roared in unison and launched an attack towards Liu Buli.
A sharp dagger shot through the air, instantly reaching Liu Buli.
Liu Buli narrowed his eyes and directly reached out to grab the dagger. The sharp blade cut into his flesh, and blood splattered.
And at that very moment, a brilliant smile appeared on his face.
This was exactly what he had been waiting for.