Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

Inside the main hall of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Seeing the three returning home full of rewards, Elder Chu Xiong nodded in satisfaction.

"Elder, thanks to Ye Xuan's younger brother this time, we can safely return to the royal family. I think that Ye Xuan should have a place in the position of ten holy sons,"

Wan Tiansheng cupped his hands and said.

After returning to the Dazhou royal family, Wan Tiansheng told the elder Chu Xiong what he saw at the Zhensheng Tower, and how Ye Xuan stood up at the last critical moment to turn the tide.

Ye Xuan also defeated Zhou Tai, who was at the third level of the Martial Realm. With Zhou Tai's strength, it was more than enough to come to the Da Zhou royal family to be a holy son.

Therefore, Ye Xuan should be able to assume the status of one of the ten holy sons.

Elder Chu Xiong thought for a while, then looked at Ye Xuan.

"I don't have the final say on the status of the Holy Son. You must have excellent results in the Holy Son Competition to qualify for the status of the Holy Son."

"But because of what happened last time, the elders have been opposing Ye Xuan's participation in the Holy Son Competition."

Chu Xiong said helplessly.

Ye Xuan pouted in disdain. At the beginning, I just didn't want to reveal his identity. If he hadn't obliterated the strong saints who broke into the royal family, how could he have the current stability of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

But now that's it, he doesn't want to say anything more.

In fact, the identity of the Holy Son is only for his identity as a fighter in the three royal battles in the future.

In this way, he can have the opportunity to approach the sealed royal family.

When the Sword God left a message, Ye Xuan would enter the sealed royal family no matter what.

Ye Xuan guessed that there should be a secret about the previous Sword God in the sealed royal family.

Therefore, this time he must obtain the status of the Son of God.

Ye Xuan thought for a while and said:

"If I can participate in the Holy Son Competition, I am willing to hand over all the opportunities from this town to the royal family."

Ye Xuan said calmly.

"what!,"

Zhengyi and Wan Tiansheng spoke at the same time.

Of course, this chance does not include the Bamboo Divine Sword and the Purple Wood Sword Box.

Because this is related to the secret of the previous generation of Sword God, it must not be known to others.

Not to mention for their own safety, if this matter spreads out, it will cause a great sensation.

Maybe even old monsters who have disappeared for thousands of years will appear because of this.

Ye Xuan has reason to believe that even if Min An brought this matter back to the Holy Clan, the Holy Clan would keep a low profile and would not make the matter public.

Because of their holy clan, they have studied the sword god for thousands of years, and Ye Xuan has been spying on the bamboo sword in his hand for a long time.

Elder Chu Xiong thought for a while.

"Ye Xuan, you have to think clearly about this matter. If you hand over the chance you got to the royal family, there will be no room for regrets."

Ye Xuan nodded firmly.

Ye Xuan had no interest in those opportunities, and they didn't help him in the slightest.

If you can use this garbage for Ye Xuan in exchange for a place in the Holy Son Competition, it is not impossible.

Chu Xiong watched Ye Xuan for a while.

"Ye Xuan, think about this matter clearly. The Contest of the Son of God is not as simple as you think. Just ask Zhengyi and the others. Every time the Contest of the Son of God is held, countless saints will fall."

Ye Xuan frowned. The Contest of the Holy Son is just a test of the Great Zhou royal family, how could there be the fall of the Holy Son?

Is stepping forward. "Ye Xuan, you don't know, the situation of the Great Zhou Royal Family is not optimistic now, especially after the Daming Royal Family joined the Saints, my Great Zhou Royal Family seems to be in danger."

"The Qing imperial family is in a neutral state and has little interest in the title of the so-called first imperial family."

After thinking for a while, he took out a roll of bamboo slips.

"Look, this is the number of holy children who die in each holy child competition, so don't underestimate the gold content of the holy child competition."

"It's simply an abyss. A little carelessness can lead to a doomed end."

Zhengyi said to Ye Xuan seriously.

Ye Xuan frowned.

He also has a certain understanding of the fact that the Daming royal family took refuge in the saints. Today's Jiuxiao Continent is different from the past. Among the three royal families, perhaps only the current Da Zhou royal family can compete relatively with the Daming royal family.

Although Ye Xuan didn't care much about the life and death of the three royal families, Ye Xuan would go in anyway for the sealed royal family.

Every year in the Contest of the Son of God, only the first place in the three royal families is eligible to enter the royal family.

"Ye Xuan, you beheaded Zhou Tai, so I don't deny your strength, but which one of the people in the Holy Son Competition is a fuel-efficient lamp?"

"According to the report of Da Zhou's scout, in this Holy Son Competition, there will be two contestants whose strength far exceeds the fifth level of the Revered Martial Realm."

"So, don't be careless."

Elder Chu Xiong said earnestly.

"The fifth level of the Revered Martial Realm?"

Ye Xuan was a little surprised. How could such a strong player participate in the Holy Son Competition?

"Could it be... the Holy Race?"

Chu Xiong and Zhao Lao helplessly sighed.

"Except for the saints, it is estimated that no one has such great ability."

Ye Xuan's eyes became a little cold, it seems that the face of the saints has begun to show slowly now.

This is to unify the mainland and dominate the Kyushu.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, then nodded.

"This matter is still going to trouble Elder Chu Xiong."

Chu Xiong is the elder of the Da Zhou royal family, and only he can get Ye Xuan a place in the Holy Son Competition.

Chu Xiong watched Ye Xuan for a while.

Although he knew that Ye Xuan was not someone who acted recklessly, but Ye Xuan was only a person of the first level of Reverence Martial Realm, how could he have the ability to participate in the Holy Son Competition where the strength of the fifth level of Reverence Martial Realm might fall?

He didn't know what Ye Xuan's hidden tricks were.

But Ye Xuan repeatedly surprised him, maybe, Ye Xuan really had some cards of his own.

"Okay, since you insist on doing this, the old man will help you."

"Just, even if I can win a spot for you, you have to show your strength to see, do you understand?"

Chu Xiong said seriously.

Ye Xuan nodded.

It is nothing more than showing the strength to convince everyone, otherwise, how could a small disciple of the first level of Reverence Martial Realm be allowed to participate in the Holy Child Competition.

"Elder, don't worry, I will definitely be able to come up with a means to convince everyone!"

Ye Xuan said.

Not to mention that people who respected the first level of martial arts were not at a disadvantage against ordinary third-level players.

If he were to use the Bamboo Divine Sword again, perhaps Ye Xuan, his opponent at the seventh level of the Revered Martial Realm, would not take it seriously.

However, the involvement of the Bamboo Divine Sword was too great, and Ye Xuan was not willing to use it until the critical moment.

Once it is used, the person who sees the Bamboo Divine Sword,