Martial Soul: Be a Saint

As Wu Hao finished speaking, he waved the Scythe of Primal Chaos, instantly transforming into a Tyrant's Blade that covered the sky.    

Everyone looked at each other and jumped onto the Sickle of Chaos.    

Yang Ziyi and Zhuang Sisters had reached the end.    

Seeing that everyone had already climbed onto the Scythe of Primal Chaos and was happily chatting with Zhuang Sisters, Yang Ziyi turned to the two sisters and said, "Alright, Meng Yu, Love the Butterfly, you two are very outstanding. I like both of you very much. Let's talk about it when we get home! "    

"Alright …"    

"Yes, Auntie!"    

Zhuang Sisters and Yue Shan looked at each other and laughed.    

After interacting with the two sisters, Yang Ziyi was very surprised to learn that they were sisters in the beginning.    

Afterwards, after understanding the situation, he realized that they were getting along extremely well, which was why he was so happy and gratified.    

For a family, only having a flourishing son could be considered a good thing. For Wu Hao to be able to marry a good wife at the same time as well, if he were to pass on his legacy, it would truly be a blessing for the family.    

As Wu Hao rode on his blade and headed towards the Tian Chi Sect, Yang Ziyi and her wife arrived in front of Wu Hao.    

Wu Tianguang said to him with slight dignity: "Brat, you disappeared for more than a hundred years, and even though we two elders are indifferent to it, we will not bother with it for now. But now that you have already left the two sisters, shouldn't you calm down and give them an explanation in their lives and a title?"    

Wu Tianguang stared at him and asked, he had attracted everyone's attention, and for a moment, all of their gazes were focused on Wu Hao.    

Wu Hao also had a smile on his face, as if he had already expected this to happen.    

At this time, Yang Ziyi also spoke to him, "Hao Er, it has been two hundred years since you walked out of the Tianyun Capital's Wu Family, and your mother knows that you have been pursuing your own dreams. Now that you have achieved a tyranny that ordinary people cannot achieve, you should quiet down and get married, raise your children, and pass on your family's inheritance right?"    

Hearing that, Wu Hao's gaze swept across the crowd. After a moment of silence, he spoke to Yang Ziyi: "Mother, in fact, Meng Yu and I are already husband and wife!"    

"What?"    

With that said, Wu Tianguang immediately frowned.    

She stared at him in confusion and asked, "Who gave your master this marriage?"    

With that said, Yang Ziyi stared at Wu Hao and Wu Tianzong also stared at Wu Hao curiously. Xiao Xue and his two disciples also stared at him with shining eyes.    

Wu Hao, however, seemed to have already predicted this and replied slowly, "My father's!"    

"Ugh …"    

With that said, everyone was stunned, while Wu Tianguang frowned.    

"Nonsense. When did your mother and I get married to your master?"    

Wu Tianguang who had reacted, glared at him and bellowed.    

With that said, the two Zhuang Sisters s could not help but laugh.    

Wu Hao did not answer, but turned to look at his mother, Yang Ziyi.    

"Mom, do you remember something I told you before?" Wu Hao's expression suddenly became solemn, and he spoke to Yang Ziyi with a serious expression.    

Seeing how serious he was, everyone couldn't help but not furrow their brows and listen attentively.    

"What is it?"    

Hearing that, Yang Ziyi was startled, then asked curiously.    

"About my reincarnation …"    

Wu Hao slowly replied.