Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3280: Grandfather!

Suddenly, the silence was shattered!

Boom!

A sequence of thunderous explosions ripped through the heavens near the Ancient Demon Sacred Land, instantly putting every disciple on high alert.

The disciples of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land all shifted their gazes upward.

They witnessed a massive Void Cave erupting in the nearby sky.

A colossal pillar of black light surged downward from the Void Cave, appearing to bridge the gap between the firmament and the soil.

The beam lingered until it slowly faded away.

In the distance, hundreds of ancient boats could be seen drifting in the air.

Numerous Demons stood atop these vessels as they circled the sky.

"They have come back! The Holy Master and the elders have returned!"

Excitement swept through the disciples of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land.

At that precise moment.

A booming, jovial laugh resonated from afar.

"Hahaha... Dao Kun, Elder Fengtian, you have finally made it back!"

Yang Luo and his companions looked up to see who was approaching.

A group of figures was flying toward them from the distance.

At the front was an elder clad in black-green robes; he was tall and powerfully built, featuring prominent eyebrows, large eyes, and a rugged face.

This elder was Mo Qianya, the former Holy Master of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land and the father of the current Holy Master, Mo Daokun.

Mo Qianya soon arrived with his entourage.

"Dao Kun, what was the outcome of the conflict?"

Mo Qianya questioned Mo Daokun.

With a grin, Mo Daokun replied, "Father, we achieved a massive triumph in this war. The Heavenly Demon Dynasty, the Hell Divine Dynasty, and fifteen other factions have conceded and signed a peace treaty!"

"Haha, excellent!"

Mo Qianya laughed loudly, "Did the Heavenly Demon Dynasty truly believe they could flip the heavens just by teaming up with the Hell Divine Dynasty and those others?"

"I suspect that after this defeat, neither the Heavenly Demon Dynasty nor the Hell Divine Dynasty will dare to provoke us again anytime soon!"

"The Heavenly Demon Dynasty and the Hell Divine Dynasty are driven by greed, always plotting to seize the entire North Han Ming State, but their schemes have finally crumbled!"

The law enforcers and elders standing behind Mo Qianya let out cold sneers.

"What are the Heavenly Demon Dynasty and Hell Divine Dynasty to us? They still fell before our might!"

"To think they believed they could dominate the North Han Ming State—how absolutely farce!"

The disciples of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land cheered wildly, pumping their fists in the air with fervor.

Mo Daokun called out to Bujie, "Bujie, come quickly and greet your grandfather!"

"Understood!"

Bujie answered enthusiastically and hurried forward.

Mo Qianya and his followers were deeply confused.

However, as Bujie drew near.

"Halt!"

Mo Qianya barked coldly, "Little monk, what is your business here from the Xumi Sacred Land?"

His gaze was as sharp as blades and his eyes were freezing, while his body radiated an intense demonic Qi.

Feeling this overwhelming pressure and aura, Yang Luo was startled.

He hadn't expected the old Holy Master to be a Nine Heavens Immortal, likely at the late stage.

Bujie also trembled with fear.

He had intended to offer a warm greeting, but seeing the hostile atmosphere, he decided it was safer to stay quiet.

"How insolent! Does a monk from the Xumi Sacred Land actually dare to seek his own death at our Ancient Demon Sacred Land?"

"The aura of this little monk is identical to those wretched monks from Xumi Sacred Land. Kill him at once!"

The law enforcers and elders behind Mo Qianya shouted in rage, preparing to strike.

"Hold on!"

Mo Fengtian yelled with a frown, "Why are you all so worked up? If this boy truly belonged to Xumi Sacred Land, I would have ended him long ago. Why would I ever lead him back to our Ancient Demon Sacred Land?"

"Elder Fengtian, then what is the truth of this situation?"

Mo Qianya glared fixedly at Bujie, "Why did you bring this little monk here, and why is Dao Kun referring to him as my grandson?"

The surrounding elders and law enforcers were equally perplexed.

Mo Fengtian stated flatly, "This boy is Xixi’s son."

"What?!"

Mo Qianya’s face twisted in shock, "This boy is Xixi’s child?!"

"Good heavens, how can this be?!"

"Does this mean the boy is the offspring of Xixi and that dog, Li Wenchan?!"

"How could we have known nothing about this?!"

The elders and law enforcers were stunned, their minds struggling to process the revelation.

Mo Fengtian signaled with his hand, "Come, let us move to the main hall. I will explain everything there."

Following this, Yang Luo and the rest of the group flew into the Ancient Demon Sacred Land, making their way to the hall on the main peak.

During the journey.

Mo Qianya and the others kept casting glances at Bujie, their eyes still burning with a lingering killing intent.

Soon after.

Yang Luo and the party reached the square of the main peak and walked into the "Ancient Demon Hall."

Once everyone was seated.

Mo Fengtian told the entire story of Bujie to Mo Qianya and the others, leaving out no details.

Upon hearing Mo Fengtian’s narrative.

Mo Qianya and his group were struck dumb, their mouths hanging open and their eyes wide with shock as they stared at Bujie.

Mo Daokun looked at Mo Qianya and said with a sigh, "Father, even though Bujie carries the blood of that dog Li Wenchan, he is still our sister’s son. Do you truly wish to kill him?"

Mo Fengtian added, "Qianya, this child is actually quite decent. He bears no resemblance to Li Wenchan and takes more after Xixi."

Mo Qianya remained silent, his gaze fixed on Bujie with a complex emotion.

Bujie looked at Mo Qianya nervously, swallowing hard.

The powerful elder standing before him was, after all, his mother's father—his own grandfather.

After a long silence.

Mo Qianya gestured, "You, come over here."

Bujie looked toward Mo Fengtian and Mo Daokun, feeling hesitant.

Mo Fengtian said calmly, "Go on. While I am here, no one will harm you."

"Yes!"

Bujie nodded, took a deep breath, and stood up to walk over.

As Bujie got close.

A black beam of light shot from Mo Qianya’s forehead into Bujie’s.

It was clear he wanted to personally verify if Bujie truly carried his daughter's blood.

After several minutes.

The light from Mo Qianya’s brow faded away.

He let out a heavy, bitter sigh, "Even though I hate to admit it, this boy is indeed a scion of our Ancient Demon Sacred Land, with our blood flowing in him.

However, the bloodline of Xumi Sacred Land exists within him as well.

What a tragic, twisted fate... truly tragic..."

"Grandfather..."

Bujie spoke with a trembling voice and bowed deeply, "I already know the truth about my mother and father.

Just because my father's blood is in me doesn't mean I belong to Xumi Sacred Land.

Xumi Sacred Land took my mother and has kept her prisoner for thirty years. I despise them, and I intend to save her..."

Upon hearing Bujie’s declaration.

Mo Qianya’s stiff expression softened at last.

He rose to his feet and looked at Bujie with warmth, "Child, those are the sins of the previous generation; they have nothing to do with you.

You have suffered greatly over these years."

"Grandfather..."

Bujie’s voice cracked as he pulled Mo Qianya into a tight embrace.

Even the usually cold and ruthless Mo Qianya was touched, as tears began to well in his eyes.

The other elders and law enforcers let out deep sighs.

Mo Qianya patted Bujie on the back, "Bujie, from this day forward, the Ancient Demon Sacred Land is your home, and we are your family!

If anyone dares to lay a hand on you, they will have to answer to the entire Ancient Demon Sacred Land!"