The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron
chapter-3087

"Not good."Su Yu directly rejected Patriarch Netherworld's dying request.

Patriarch Netherworld's face was filled with deep disappointment. He thought that Su Yu would be merciful and agree to his dying wish before he died.

He didn't expect him to directly reject it.

Patriarch Qingmu glanced sideways at Su Yu and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. At any rate, they had all joined Cauldron and become its vassal forces. In the end, they didn't even agree to a single wish of protection.

Even if he agreed, Su Yu didn't need to do anything special. He only needed to keep an eye on the members of Cauldron and take care of them. Even so, Su Yu still rejected him.

He could not help but think that if he had to beg Su Yu one day, would he also reject him?

Was such a cauldron worthy of the Green Wood Saint Clan's unwavering follow?

The answer was no.

The ancient sages of the Netherworld Saint clan also felt a chill in their hearts. However, due to Su Yu's presence, they were all silent and did not show it.

The Netherworld patriarch sighed slightly and mocked himself, "It's me who went too far. Venerable cauldron, just pretend that I did not say anything."

Su Yu nodded. "Yes, your request is indeed too much. I Can't do it."

Hearing this, Yu Ren's heart turned even colder. He was even a little angry. If he didn't agree, he wouldn't agree. could he show some respect when talking to a dying person? Why was there a need to be so blunt and hurtful?

However, Su Yu's next sentence stunned everyone present.

"You can't even die, yet you want me to take care of your race. I really can't do this request,"Su Yu said indifferently.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

What did he mean?

Netherworld Patriarch's already weak eyes couldn't help but widen. He said, "Venerable Ding, I... I know my own injuries."

His soul was injured to such an extent. It was only an instant away from the sinkhole. No matter how good the panacea in the world was, it was impossible to recover his injuries.

Azure wood patriarch thought that Su Yu didn't understand the situation, so he quickly said, "Venerable Ding, Netherworld Patriarch's soul has already suffered a huge injury that can not be recovered. It's not something that can be cured with any method."

Su Yu was expressionless as he said indifferently, "How big of a world have you all guessed that there is no one in this world that can heal you?"

"This..."Patriarch Qingmu was stunned. The world he had seen was not considered small. He had been to the ten thousand venerables cave and most of the places in the mirror flower son of Heaven Realm.

However, this had nothing to do with healing the injury of the soul, right?

Soul injuries were known to be tricky, especially for Patriarch Netherworld. Half of his soul had been destroyed, so it was impossible to heal him.

Su Yu didn't say a word. He drew a line in the air with his two fingers, and an ethereal ancestral art hovered above Patriarch Netherworld's body.

"This... This is the ancestral art of the Soul?"Patriarch Qingmu said uncertainly. He could feel the powerful soul power in the ancestral art. Only the ancestral art of the soul could release this power.

However, how could Su Yu, a human, learn the soul ancestor technique of the Soul Saint Clan?

The Soul Saint clan existed in the world, and they were the strongest saint clan in the mirror flower son of Heaven Realm. There were many powerful old monsters in there, and any one of them could intimidate an area.

Where did Su Yu learn it from?

What they didn't know was that even the Soul Saint Clan's Patriarchs hadn't successfully learned the complete soul ancestor technique.

Su Yu pointed with his finger, and the soul ancestor technique revolved. Wisps of soul fluorescence actually fell from the sky.

"That... That's Patriarch Netherworld's soul fragment? This..."Patriarch Qingmu's pupils constricted as he exclaimed in shock.

Ever since Patriarch Netherworld was rescued, his soul had been disintegrating, and wisps of soul fragments had disappeared into the void without a trace.

However, Su Yu had found all the missing soul fragments with just a simple soul ancestor technique?

Not long after, the half of Patriarch Netherworld's soul that was already blurry recovered to a very clear state.

However, when the other half of his soul was attacked by the puppet Saint Clan, it had already turned into ashes. That was no longer something that the ancestor technique could find again.

Su Yu took back the ancestral art and placed his palm on the other half of the soul. Then, he used the soul secret art that he had learned from the ancestral art -- duplication.

"Return the right body to the left."A large soul domain spread out from his palm, causing everyone present to suck in a breath of cold air.

The other half of the Netherworld Progenitor's soul was actually... duplicated out of thin air! !

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to believe that there was such a way to treat the injuries of the soul. If there was a missing piece, he could just copy it.

After a cup of tea, the Netherworld Progenitor's soul recovered to its original state, reaching its peak state.

He jumped up and sized up his extremely complete soul as if he was in a dream. He had a feeling that it wasn't real. "My... My Soul has really recovered?"

Su Yu retracted his palm and took a deep breath. This technique consumed a lot of energy and soul domain. Saving one person every day was the limit. It was impossible to save more people.

"The Netherworld will never forget the favor of saving Ding Zun's life."The respect in the Netherworld Grand Ancestor's heart could not be greater. He had saved a person who was about to die completely. This was a favor that he would never be able to repay in his life.

Su Yu said calmly, "I will repay you the most by serving you wholeheartedly."

The elder of the nether world gritted his teeth and said decisively, "I will apply to join the cauldron. From now on, there will be no more nether saint clan."

At the moment, the nether saint clan was just a subordinate force of the cauldron. They could leave the cauldron at any time without any restrictions.

However, once they joined, they would be a member of the cauldron from then on. They had to be controlled by the cauldron.

Once they reached the level of the saint clan, it was usually impossible for them to give up their own race and join another faction. However, Su Yu's kindness was too great, and the Netherworld progenitor could only repay him in this way.

Su Yu glanced at the ancient sages of the Netherworld saint clan and said, "Then you have to ask for their wishes."

The Netherworld Saint clan was the clan of all the members of the Netherworld clan, not the Netherworld progenitor alone. If they were not willing, they might not be able to become a member of the cauldron.

"We Are Willing!"The ancient sages immediately said.

Without Su Yu's help, the Netherworld sacred clan would have lost their progenitor sooner or later. If they joined the cauldron now, they could still maintain the continued development of the sacred clan. Why Not?

Furthermore, after witnessing Su Yu's heaven-defying means, who would not fall in love with him?

Following Su Yu was equivalent to having a source of immortality. As long as they performed well enough, Su Yu could use the soul ancestor technique to resurrect them.

Why shouldn't they follow such a King?

All the Netherworld clansmen present knelt down on one knee and expressed their intention to join. Patriarch Qingmu's mouth was dry and his tongue was parched. He struggled for a while in his mind before he bowed and said, "Venerable Ding, please give me time to go back and seek the opinions of my clansmen."

He was also moved!

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