Chapter 15: Stages Of Ascension
In the hall, the elders quickly took their leave, spreading the news and contemplating their next actions. If their descendants or disciples became the heir, their status would be almost comparable to the matriarch’s. This was more theoretical, however, as knowing the matriarch, they might wait for the opportune moment to strike, fearing to offend her.
Among them, only Bai She knew that his mother didn’t care about him. She hadn’t given him any artifacts or placed any protectors to save him. If the elders had thought more deeply, they would know that Bai She didn’t even have his mother’s support.
"Do you want me to prepare a room for you, stinking monk?" Sijin asked sarcastically, seeing Manesh still in the hall.
"May I have an audience with the matriarch?"
"Speak, what do you want?" She was clearly hostile, even though the monk himself didn’t know the reason.
"You’ve no doubt noticed your son’s injury."
"Yes, and so what? I’m afraid this kind of thing doesn’t concern you—"
Manesh smiled: "He managed to withstand the extreme chaotic Yin Qi with his body. You know what I think, Matriarch—"
"Manesh, don’t overstep your bounds," she snapped, her aura violently colliding with the monk’s, who still had a slight smirk.
"It reminds me of the Nirvana constitution of the Celestial Demon of old. I suppose the mysterious identity of his father was actually—Kuh—"
Hu Sijin grabbed the monk by the throat, preventing him from speaking, her grip so strong that the space around them seemed to warp. The monk could free himself, but he had only come to confirm his suspicions, not to fight. If there was one thing this woman was unparalleled in this world, it was her speed. Even he, at the same level, couldn’t even see her reflection.