Chapter 1095: Regain dignity

"Senior Mietong, you have seen it too, Fan Shurong admits defeat, we don't have to worry about that topic anymore!"
Jin Zaitian's faint voice came, and Fan Shurong's behavior helped him solve a problem.
"Humph!"
The face of the ancestor Mietong was stinky as if he had eaten shit. Fan Shurong had already given up. He said no more.
After all, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
"Ancestor Mietong, do you have any tricks!"
Ye Fan stood on the broken round platform and said coldly.
He hasn't come down since he started to go up, and now he has to see what other tricks the ancestor Miietong and others have.
"Boy, today I am old-fashioned and clumsy. I saw the wrong person. Let me recognize your position."
While talking, the ancestor Mietong sat back in his golden chair of the Supreme Master depressed, and being able to move the Beast King Valley out was the limit he could do, but it was a pity that Fan Shurong was not in the way, and he didn't want to be influenced by it.
"Ugh……"
After Ta Lang and Mo Cangtian heard the words, they both sighed, and also sat back to their positions.
Today's such a perfect plan is one step away. If Fan Shurong cooperates, the ending will not be so simple.
"Seeing that the three have no objections, what about the others?"
Seeing the ancestor Mietong and others died down, Jin Zaitian was also relieved and looked at the other human beings present.
When this word fell, the audience was silent. Ye Fan and the Undead Bird were on the high platform. Even the chief disciple of Ten Thousand Beasts Valley was not an opponent. If they went up again, wouldn't they die?
"Since everyone has no objections, starting from today, Feiyunmen will officially replace Shijuezong and become one of the top ten sects. Three days later, I will send this message in the name of Jinmen to inform the Nanban sentient beings."
After waiting for a moment, Jin Zaitian finally announced the news when he reached the round stage.
"Thank you Jinmen Master!"
A smile appeared on Ye Fan's face after hearing it. He worked so hard for this moment.
"Venerable Feiyun, take your seat. Although it will be difficult halfway, this position will still be yours in the end!"
Regarding this election, Jin Zaitian couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The enemies Ye Fan encountered were really tricky, but in the end he managed to survive.
"Haha!" Venerable Feiyun smiled, got up and walked towards the golden chair of the master again.
When he came to the golden chair of the Supreme Master, Venerable Feiyun did not sit down as impatiently as before. Instead, he stood at the front and said: "This position, the deity has sat 80,000 years ago. In fact, it is not the true deity. This deity only wants everyone to understand one truth. People don’t offend me and I don’t. From now on, whoever dares to insult Feiyunmen will not forgive him!"
Hearing the sonorous and powerful voice of Venerable Feiyun, the audience became more silent. Most of Venerable Feiyun's words were meant for the ancestor Mietong and others.
"Lao Feiyun, when did you become so nagging, sit down quickly, if you don't want this position, there are countless people longing for it!"
Mo Cangtian made an uncomfortable voice, only feeling that Venerable Feiyun's words were too harsh.
"Mo Cangtian, this deity will give you a piece of advice, take care of your position and cherish the time you spend sitting on the golden chair. Next time you come, you may not be there!"
Venerable Feiyun threatened.
"you……"
Mo Cangtian was so angry at the words of Venerable Feiyun, the two of Ancestor Mietong and Talang also turned pale. These words were Venerable Feiyun declaring war against them.
With the character that the flaws must be reported, the three major sects will definitely face trouble.
"Well, you are all as the top ten sects, so it should be the responsibility of Nanban to settle down and live in harmony." Seeing the smell of gunpowder in the field ignite again, Jin Zaitian hurriedly put out his words.
"Today, the deity gives face to the Lord of Kinmen. I hope some people who are interested will listen. The road is still very long. The deity has time!"
Venerable Feiyun finally said insinuatingly, the meaning of which needs the listener to understand.
"Ye Fan, this is the order of the Golden Gate, you accept it."
After Jin Zaitian calmed down the quarrel on Venerable Feiyun's side, he finally got his business done, took out a golden token from his waist and handed it to Ye Fandao.
"Golden Gate Order!"
Seeing this thing, everyone below shot their brilliant gazes, looking at Jin Ling in front of him, Ye Fan's eyes trembled, a little shocked.
He had heard of this thing before on Xuan Dao, Lai Zhiqing seemed to have a piece, and regarded it as a treasure.
"The Order of the Golden Gate is a symbol of the legend of Nanban. You performed very well today. When you hold this thing, keep it well, it will help you greatly in the future!"
Jin Zaitian was quite mysterious.
"Thank you Golden Gate Master!" Ye Fan bowed and took this heavy golden order.
Almost everything in Tianyu is extremely valuable, and there are many important secrets behind it. At this moment, Jin Zaitian didn't say much, and it was useless for Ye Fan to ask.
"Okay, it's not too early, everyone please go back, the Golden Gate will close in two hours!"
After fighting again and again and selecting the new top ten sects, Jin Zaitian did not leave everyone behind, so he asked to leave the way.
Hearing this, the audience suddenly stirred up, and the elders of the Zongmen immediately led their disciples to the outside of the pavilion.
Ye Fan put away the undead bird, finally jumped off the platform and came to Venerable Feiyun's side.
"Ye Fan, you really did not disappoint the deity, you must remember that as long as hope is not extinguished, everything is possible!" Venerable Feiyun stood in front of the golden chair of the Taishi from beginning to end. When he had this position, But did not sit down again.
"Ye Fan respects the teachings of the Venerable. All this today is actually taught by the Venerable!"
Ye Fan said in a humble manner that Venerable Feiyun could only obtain his identity and status at this moment.
"No, this time is the deity's misstep. The deity did not expect that the old guys like Mietong would dare to move out of the Beast King Valley and make things so big. With this tone, the deity will leave sooner or later!" Like a god, he was also frustrated at this moment.
Had it not been for Ye Fan's chance to break through at the last moment, Feiyunmen had already lost at this moment.
In the past, Venerable Feiyun was indeed prepared for failure.
As Fan Shurong said, failure is not terrible. What I'm afraid of is losing self-esteem, because it will make people feel bad from then on.
"If you have any ideas, please give orders at any time!"
In Ye Fan's heart, the hatred towards the ancestors and others was even worse than that of Venerable Feiyun, this time it was really only a little bit worse.
"Well, the Golden Gate is about to close. Once it is closed, it will be difficult to get out. Let's go first!"
After Venerable Feiyun nodded, he stopped thinking about this question and took Ye Fan to the layman.
When he was leaving, Ye Fan finally turned his head and glanced at the Grand Master's Golden Chair that Venerable Feiyun hadn't sat on since he got it. He said that others might not believe it, but he could understand.
Venerable Feiyun came here not for the chair that symbolizes noble status, but for the dignity that Feiyunmen had lost for tens of thousands of years.
Becoming one of the top ten sects is a breath of relief for Feiyunmen.
From then on, at least no one dared to call Ye Fan and the others as Asukamen, even the other ten sects.
"Feiyunmen! Dignity has returned, and glory will not be far away!"
Looking at the Taishi Golden Chair, Ye Fan murmured to himself, and the last body disappeared in the Golden Gate pavilion.