Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage - Chapter 116

Chapter 116: Chapter 114 Are You Not Messing Around?_1

Translator: 549690339

Dawn was breaking.

News spread throughout the Daqian Empire, reaching even the surrounding Da Jing Empire, the Yinyang Sect, and the Kurong Sect.

Last night there had been a series of Great Grandmaster battles within the Daqian Empire, and the outcome was unexpected, astonishing all the bystanders.

A mysterious Great Grandmaster appeared, suspected to be in the later stages of the Myriad Phenomena Realm, who first assassinated the Mother of No Birth, then ambushed two of Daqian’s own Great Grandmasters. What was his purpose?

The timing was sensitive, with the recent battle in Jizhou that had left four Great Grandmasters dead; and soon, Leizhou and the three Sanzhou would have an unparalleled opportunity emerge.

Could this unknown Great Grandmaster be vying for that opportunity? Was he intentionally causing trouble to muddy the waters and fish in troubled streams?

Was the mysterious Great Grandmaster a Loose Cultivator or a pawn sent by a major power?

Opinions were divided.

Those with a broader vision felt it was a prelude to the entry of top forces, with the mysterious Great Grandmaster simply acting as a scout.

Those with a narrower view believed it wasn’t so complex; perhaps the mysterious Great Grandmaster simply had a vendetta against the Mother of No Birth and was determined to kill her himself.

Only a few had a vague intuition about the identity of the mysterious Great Grandmaster, but they dared not believe it, for the difference in strength was too great.

In Hanzhou, Fengbo Pavilion.

The blue-robed envoy sat alone in the courtyard, holding a wine jug in one hand and continuously pouring wine into his mouth.

“Tianxiang, your uncle has wronged you,” he mumbled.

“It’s all my fault, I’m incompetent. I couldn’t protect you and I didn’t even dare to go rescue you.”

“Ah~ If you died in Leizhou, how could I face your parents in a thousand years?”

Lu Wenyuan’s expression was gloomy as he whispered to himself, wary that his words might be overheard by that certain True Martial Realm person.

Years ago, Lu Tianxiang’s parents had entrusted her to him. He raised her, supported her cultivation to her current realm. Having no children, he treated Lu Tianxiang as his own daughter.

He loathed his lack of strength, thinking that if only he were of the True Martial Realm, why would he need to consider others, and who would dare harm Lu Tianxiang?

If he were of the True Martial Realm, the one in the Fengbo Pavilion wouldn’t be able to suppress him, but he wasn’t.

He had thought about risking everything to rescue Lu Tianxiang, but in the end, he did not act. The appearance of a Great Grandmaster at the peak of the Myriad Phenomena Realm would have drastically escalated the situation and thrown the Sect’s grand plans into chaos.

Even if the person from Fengbo Pavilion didn’t kill him, Prince Wu’an would have.

Faced with the choice between Lu Tianxiang’s life and his own, Lu Wenyuan ultimately chose the latter, a decision that left him with an uneasy conscience.

Just then, a voice sounded near Lu Wenyuan’s ear. He paused, respectfully uttered “Yes,” and immediately headed towards the Fengbo Pavilion.

On the thirty-sixth floor, Lu Wenyuan saw the old man once more.

This elder was dressed in coarse linen, appearing just like an ordinary old man, playing a flute at his lips.

“Master,” Lu Wenyuan bowed.

The linen-clad elder continued playing the flute for a while before stopping, speaking casually, “Wenyuan, do you hold any resentment in your heart?”

“I dare not,” Lu Wenyuan hastily said.

Not daring to, rather than not having any.

The linen-clad elder wasn’t blind to his thoughts, didn’t mind it, and with a faint smile he said, “Little Tianxiang was rescued by someone, her fate unknown. Once she appears, have her come back; I have important matters to discuss with her.”

“Yes.”

Lu Wenyuan went downstairs, relieved. Although Lu Tianxiang’s fate after being rescued was uncertain, it was still better than being confirmed dead.

Lu Wenyuan then checked the intelligence, learning the full situation. His brow furrowed tightly and he sighed to himself; all he could do was hope that Tianxiang was still alive.

At the Yinyang Sect in Black Tortoise City,

An Elder sipped Spiritual Tea, recalling the events of the previous night, and remarked, “The youngsters these days are really full of vigor, commendable courage indeed.”

The Fourth Elder arrived and sat opposite him, a smile on his face, “Last night Prince Wu’an lost quite some face, didn’t he?”

“Hahaha~” theThird Elder laughed heartily, clearly delighted.

The Mother of No Birth had stirred up trouble again. Chu Hao sent two Great Grandmasters to hunt down the grievously injured Mother of No Birth, cornering her. Unexpectedly, the mysterious Great Grandmaster made a sneak attack and rescued her.

The Mother of No Birth remained unslain, while the two hunters were seriously injured. The Third Elder felt as though he could see Prince Wu’an’s darkened face.

If it were not for the mysterious Great Grandmaster previously inflicting serious injuries on the Mother of No Birth, leading to her pitiful chase, the Third Elder might have thought the two were accomplices.

After their amusement, the Third and Fourth Elders began to discuss who exactly was this mysterious Great Grandmaster, appearing at this critical time and causing trouble, and what reasons were behind it all.

Could it be that some other top force was about to enter the fray?

Elsewhere, Yun Miaoyi was cultivating within the mountain gates of the Yinyang Sect.

Ever since escaping from Demon Hand Han Li, her cultivation had become even more driven. She frequently ventured out to explore various relics and secret territories.

This had led to rapid advancement in her cultivation. Just a month earlier, she had reached the seventh level of the God Refining Realm. Her strength had surged, and she felt that in a few more years, after reaching the Master of the Void, she could rid herself of Han Li’s influence.

Then, she would head to Leizhou, capture Han Li, and properly deal with him. The audacity he had shown towards her was simply too… hateful!

She still blushed and felt utterly ashamed whenever she thought back on it.

But that day, a piece of news reached Yun Miaoyi’s ears, causing her to freeze, feeling a gloom over her future.

“How is that possible?”

“It can’t be him!”

“He’s just a God Refining Realm cultivator!”

Yun Miaoyi murmured to herself, her expression vacant as if struck by a tremendous blow.

She had just learned the details of the battle in Leizhou, and she was struck by the account of the mysterious Great Grandmaster.