The Old Ancestor?
As for the Old Ancestor, forget it. At least, that's what Li Wei thought.
If he were to truly engage in some kind of battle of wits and courage, at most, he would only be able to effortlessly toy with Li Yaotie and those seven bears.
Of course, this was also only within the scope of his own Li family.
The years they spent venturing across the world had endowed them with the wisdom to face many situations. The relentless pressure from their sworn enemies kept them constantly vigilant.
If that Daoist Zhen, the Sect Master of the Skyveil Sect from back then, were to live again, even someone as reckless as Li Kuanghua from the Li family could still easily see through his schemes as if it were a game.
It was just such a group of people who, for all these years, aside from their cultivation, had not spent a single day when they weren't plotting how to kill Tian Xing.
In the sky, the numerous spirit tablets of the Li family floated up.
Li Wei gazed from afar in the direction of the Azure Cloud Region.
There, his descendants were contending with Tian Xing. And the Li family of today was no longer the Li family of the past, who had known nothing of Tian Xing while in Merit City.
They had a better understanding of the Azure Dynasty and also understood more clearly what path they needed to take next.
A clear wind of this world blew, making Li Wei's robes flap loudly.
Thunder exploded in the sky, and dark clouds gathered. Perhaps the Lightning Tribulation had arrived.
Behind Li Wei, lying flat in the air, was Li Yaowen.
She lay there horizontally, like a Sleeping Beauty.
The approaching thunderstorm whipped up fierce gales, blowing up the Sleeping Beauty's scholar's robe. On her coolly pale face, her long eyelashes fluttered in the wind as she slowly opened her eyes.
For over a hundred years, she had seldom had occasion to open her eyes and had often roamed the world as a spirit.
Below was the Azure Cloud Region!
"I've returned."
Li Yaowen's thin lips parted slightly; their color was sickly.
And just as she murmured these words, the dark clouds beneath her grew even more violent!
...
In the Azure Cloud Region, the Li family's friends from all factions who wished to head towards the Eternal Sun Prefecture were all intercepted.
Never mind a hundred-plus years; even if it had been a thousand, they still had not forgotten the Li family who had fought alongside them on the border of Azure Cloud.
In all of Azure Cloud, the Li family had always been a special kind of existence.
Some people said they were always good at accumulating wealth; wherever resources appeared in Azure Cloud, the Li family would always be the first to show up.
That Li Dalong of the Li family always had a benevolent appearance, but he could always change his expression the moment resources were mentioned.
That Li Yaozu of the Li family, who knew how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures had been seized by his longsword.
And that Li Yaotie was the most direct of all; the moment he opened his mouth, it was to take away all the spirit ore.
But the numerous cultivators of Azure Cloud all knew that in those years when the Wu Clan attacked, among the group of people standing on the very front lines, there were absolutely those with the surname Li.
For those cultivators in Azure Cloud Region who were on good terms with the Li family, if they ran into trouble or if a fellow Daoist needed to make a breakthrough, the first congratulatory gift to arrive in their hands would be engraved with the character 'Li'.
And if the people of Azure Cloud were bullied, the Li family would remain silent and not act immediately, but they would quietly record the names of those who bullied the people of Azure Cloud in the family's little book of accounts to be settled.
Outside the Feng's Mansion, Han Qiusheng led numerous people from Eternal Sun Prefecture to intercept them.
This person had not experienced those years of the Li family in the Azure Cloud Region.
He was full of self-confidence, assuming that these old, established factions like the Feng's Mansion and Azure Cloud Region wouldn't dare to truly fight him to the death.
However.
Feng Chunlin, Old Ancestor Tianye, and the others exchanged a glance, and all nodded in unison, having already come to a definite plan in their hearts.
They communicated right in front of Han Qiusheng.
"A lot of people came from Eternal Sun Prefecture, but it seems they've forgotten where this is."
"These outsiders genuinely believe we are afraid of death. If I were truly afraid of death, I would have long since gone to the Northern Territory to settle down."
"First, kill Han Qiusheng," one of them declared. "I'd like to see if you lot are also not afraid of death!"
...
As the words of Feng Chunlin and the others fell upon his ears, Han Qiusheng's expression changed dramatically. They... it seemed they weren't joking!
"You... are you all insane?!!"
In the Jiang Royal Mansion.
The Jiang family's Old Ancestor accepted half of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures from Daoist Sacred Fire. He raised an eyebrow slightly.
"A little interesting," he mused. "Setting aside other matters, that fellow Tian Xing from the rumors is quite generous with his gifts. But, I've heard his body can transform into tens of thousands, so having this much wealth is to be expected."
As soon as these words were spoken, Daoist Sacred Fire sensed that something was extraordinarily wrong.
He instantly furrowed his brow and stared at the Jiang family's Old Ancestor, whose expression was gradually turning grim.
"Senior Jiang," he demanded, "I've already given you half of the items. Could it be that you are still not satisfied?"
"Daoist Sacred Fire, this is why I say that you people are fools."
The Jiang family's Old Ancestor said mockingly, "My Jiang family recognizes one principle: if you truly take a side, then you must do it with all your heart and all your mind. You absolutely cannot allow selfish motives to jeopardize the greater situation.
This principle has allowed my Jiang family to endure for over one hundred thousand years. Our Jiang family has established its roots in Azure Cloud; did you genuinely believe that I, Jiang Ning, would forget my ancestral teachings?"
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